As soon as Ye Qingming saw that it was night, he returned to his dormitory after dinner and began to practice his inner strength and mental skills.
The original owner didn't have any force value, so when he encountered danger, he would usually be beaten until he didn't even recognize his mother.
So now... she still practices her mental skills and sword skills.
The day passes by, the month passes by the month.
During this period, nothing happened.
I don't know if it was because Ye Qinggong was too self-cultivating, or if Zhuohua had managed the harem so well that like an iron bucket, no concubine appeared in front of Ye Qinggang anymore.
But when Li Jinhuan's one-month restriction ended, something happened.
Every day after going to court, Ye Qingming must go to Zhuohua's place and listen to him play a piece of music.
On this day, when she passed by the Imperial Garden, she heard the ethereal music of the piano wafting through the air.
There was a smile on Ye Qingming's lips, and he had already guessed something subconsciously.
She looked for the sound and walked over.
The silence was deep, and as I walked around in circles, I suddenly became enlightened and saw the scene in front of me.
Jin Huan stood on one side, and the one playing the piano was another man. He was wearing a white robe, but the edges of the cuffs were tattooed with black cloud patterns.
The breeze was blowing slowly, and his sleeves were also fluttering gently, glowing with a vague light.
That appearance is naturally stunning.
Her long eyebrows go into her temples, her starry eyes flash, and her tall nose is as straight as a jade mountain.
Wearing white clothes with wide sleeves, playing the guqin, in such a beautiful and beautiful weather.
Once again, in the depths of the flowers, his white clothes seemed extremely profound.
Ye Qingming's eyes stayed on him for a few seconds and then moved away.
"Ah, Your Majesty..."
As soon as Jinhuan saw Ye Qingming, a smile filled his face and he quickly knelt down on the ground.
The people around him quickly knelt down when they saw Ye Qingming.
There was only the man in white who was playing the piano, sitting there motionless.
"Why don't you kneel down when you see me?"
Ye Qingming asked aloud.
The man stood up, bowed deeply to Ye Qingqing, and then raised his head.
"I kneel to heaven and earth, and to my parents. Apart from that, there is no one else who can make me kneel!"
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WTF! !
As soon as he heard this man say such words with such high spirits, Ye Qingqing felt that there were a group of crows flying above his head.
She felt very strange, how could such a person exist.
Could it be that at this time, she wanted to say, man, have you successfully aroused my idea
"May I have your name?"
Ye Qingming asked aloud, with an expression on his face that showed no distinction between likes and dislikes.
"Xiang Feimo."
Xiang Feimo stood there, his long body upright, reflecting the shadow of the flowers behind him, and he looked very bright.
"Oh a;a;..."
There was something like a smile but not a smile on Ye Qingming's lips.
Xiang Feimo, haha...
Isn't he the man who was forcibly snatched away by him in the original plot
The man who sings all night long!
Now, in this way, it is delivered to the door and opened
"Oh! You really have a personality!?"