Ye Qingfeng held back the schadenfreude without laughing, and pretended to hold the bamboo slip to his mouth, blocking the corner of his mouth that could not stop rising, and said, "The crisis is over, can Yuhuang return my things to me?"
Fu Yuhuang pretended to be stupid and said, "Something? I haven't taken anything from you."
Ye Qingfeng's expression did not change, and he still said warmly, "That golden bead. Since Yuhuang is His Majesty's senior sister, and has His Majesty's Water Spirit Orb in his hand, I think he will not covet this Spirit Orb any more."
Fu Yuhuang's face was full of anger as if he had been stabbed in a sore foot. He turned his head and slapped himself: "Shui Lingzhu is clearly a dowry gift from Rong Ya, and she forcibly married my brother."
Ye Qingfeng couldn't help being stunned and felt that he had hallucinated: "What did you say?"
The lord forced to marry a civilian man? how can that be!
His family's venerable master is pure and clean, and it is absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing.
Fu Yuhuang forced himself to justify it, and made up for the main body and another incarnation: "I got the inheritance of the Sword Emperor, which is too much a threat to your majesty. My brother has already entered the palace for my safety, and the water spirit pearl is your majesty's compensation for me. ."
She slapped her mouth and slapped her mouth still, and said mockingly: "In the future, when you see him, you will have to call him His Royal Highness."
The voice fell, and both sides fell silent.
Fu Yuhuang: Inadvertently entered the play.
Ye Qingfeng: "..."
Fu Yuhuang's brother is definitely a blue face! The two Spirit Orbs she had found were actually in her hands, which was so embarrassing.
The silence between the two did not last long, and Fu Yuhuang took the lead to break the silence and said, "So you don't want to take back what I have in my hands."
Ye Qingfeng was helpless. Fu Yuhuang didn't take the initiative to give him Jin Lingzhu, and he couldn't get it. After all, Jin Lingzhu's performance when he saw Fu Yuhuang was too bad.
Thinking of the errand that the Lord gave him, Ye Qingfeng could only bite the bullet and find the third spirit bead.
No way, after the Jin Lingzhu was taken by Fu Yuhuang, he couldn't help the Honorable Master.
Fortunately, he already had some clues about the trace of the third spirit bead.
After making up his mind, Ye Qingfeng no longer entangled with Fu Yuhuang.
If what Fu Yuhuang said was true, and her brother really became the emperor's husband, then he couldn't offend people to death.
Even if the lord is wise and martial, he does not dare to underestimate the power of the pillow wind.
"Since that's the case, it's not difficult to force others down." Ye Qingfeng said very simply: "The two of us will part ways here."
Fu Yuhuang raised his eyebrows and smiled, and said, "I'll follow you."
Ye Qingfeng refused without thinking, "No need."
This neat refusal made Fu Yuhuang turn his eyes slightly, with a smile in her eyes, her mouth was slightly upturned and she tilted her head to look at Ye Qingfeng, who was barely smiling, and said, "Is Qingfeng going to do something shameful? ?"
Ye Qingfeng said very politely: "No matter what, it has nothing to do with your Excellency."
Fu Yuhuang was noncommittal, and said confidently, "If you don't let me follow you openly, I'll follow you secretly."
Ye Qingfeng's expression froze, and after a long time, he took a deep breath, and he was very able to bend and stretch: "So, please take care of Yuhuang and me running all the way."
After the two reached a friendly unification, they headed towards Jiang Kingdom together.
Rong Guo, the residence of the imperial censor.
Outside the courtyard, Hua Kun held a black stone and gently landed on the chessboard, Yu Su's hand holding the white stone stagnates, and after a long time, he sighed, "General Manager Hua's chess skills are superb."
When the voice fell, he conceded defeat.
The smile on Hua Kun's face did not seem to have changed at all from before, but the polite smile was much more sincere, and the aura around him was also very pleasant.
"Master Yu is also quite strong." Hua Kun said with some surprise, "This is also the first time I know that Master Yu can play chess so well."
This game of chess made him spend a lot of thought, this kind of trick of you coming and going is really hearty.
A smile appeared on Yu Su's face, and he cupped his hands and said, "Not as good as Master Hua."
At this time, the butler brought tea with a tray.
Yu Su poured a cup for Hua Kun with his own hands and said, "I really admire the general manager. I don't know when the general manager will start playing chess. This kind of ingenious layout is really amazing."
Hua Kun happily accepted this compliment, he took a sip from the teacup, and said with a nostalgic expression: "I didn't know how to play chess at first, but the late emperor took me to play together when he was passing the time, and since then Since then, I have learned chess."
As if thinking of the old days, Hua Kun's mouth twitched. The emperor's sword practice was a gift, but his chess skills were beyond words.
In order to play chess with the late emperor, he studied chess for two days. Two days later, he played against the late emperor, but he didn't lose a game. At that time, the expression on the late emperor's face really made him dare not look at it.
In order to cater to his wishes, he deliberately lost chess, but his chess skills were too low and his intentions were too obvious. After being beaten up by the late emperor, he decided to study hard, and when he lost to the late emperor, there was no trace of it. Don't miss it.
As long as Hua Kun thought that he has such a high level of chess skills now, but there is a story behind it, he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat, and said embarrassingly: "Let's play another game."
In the small courtyard, the kettle on the stove was boiling, and the white steam filled the whole room, flickering like a cloud of smoke, but no one of the two inside noticed it.
After listening to all Rong Xian's words, Mr. Yu fell into silence, and Rong Xian also recalled the past days because of the narration, and his heart was complicated and difficult to distinguish, and he was not interested in speaking for a while.
It was not until the sharp cry of the kettle on the stove came that the two came back to their senses.
Rong Xian's voice carries her unique gentleness, like a sea that can contain all things: "Master, if you want to see him for a long time, you can send someone to bring him from the lower realm."
At the beginning, she originally wanted Ye Wenchun to tell Shen Jiulu that he still has blood relatives in the upper realm, but it is a pity that good luck made people, and there was no chance until she left.
The old man Yu smiled bitterly: "The child has been lonely since he was a child, and he has not received the instructions of the previous patriarch. He will not recognize me."
After he left the clan, he faced the clan without face.
Ten thousand years is too long.
All the familiar and unfamiliar things you are familiar with have become different, and your traces have been lost in time.
In the past, every time he thought about this, he was glad that the time was long enough to heal all the pain, but today, when he heard Rong Xian talk about the ancestral teachings passed down from generation to generation in the clan, he burst into tears in a trance.
The clansmen did not forget him, nor did the wife and children forget him, they were all looking for him.
But if he was asked to see the only remaining clansman, he backed away again, and the guilt and sadness made the army collapse.
Rong Xian's clear eyes looked at the old man who seemed to be dying, with a serious and sincere expression: "Whether he will recognize your ancestor or not, he should know that there are still people from the Yu family in this world, and you should go too. See how the last of the clan is doing."
After a pause, she said with deep meaning: "The traction of blood will always make you meet one day."
(End of this chapter)