Ye Qing fell through several rooms.
Eyes fixed on the front—
In the middle of the courtyard is the largest and most luxurious house.
Dimly visible, the shining luminous pearl light is like a dotted star in the dark night.
is there.
Ye Qingluo stared at the huge house.
The footsteps stopped slowly.
The familiar voice just now seemed to keep echoing in my mind.
Reminding her over and over again—
That was indeed the voice of Di Moxuan.
Ye Qing lowered her eyes, and her eyes settled on the slender white fingertips, the red ring.
It can be vaguely seen that between the blood-jade-like ring, a lifelike phoenix stretches its most graceful figure.
She stroked the ring lightly.
This underworld phoenix ring and Emperor Moxuan's underworld dragon ring are mandarin duck rings.
Ruodi Moxuan is really here.
The Minghuang Ring should be responsive.
But now...
The Minghuang ring didn't feel half of it.
why is that
Ye Qingluo curled up her five fingers.
His eyes were on the Minghuang Ring, and he stared quietly for a while.
She took a deep breath, and moved towards the room again, quietly.
Just approached.
Ye Qingluo heard a noise coming from the house.
It is the light footsteps of the woman, and the gentle and elegant laughter.
This smile is inexplicably harsh.
Alone and widowed, in this place.
Still smiling so happily!
What's so ridiculous? !
Ye Qingluo suppressed the displeasure surging in his chest and calmed himself down.
Hearing is false.
She can't make up her mind casually!
Ye Qingluo held his breath, followed the direction of the laughter, and determined the direction of the woman.
Then follow that direction and approach quietly.
Her movements are light.
During the movement, there was no sound at all.
Outside the window near the innermost room.
The night cleared through the half-opened windows.
See the bright and bright night pearl light overflowing from the window.
Ye Qingluo walked over sideways, and quietly looked through the window to see what was going on inside the house.
…
Inside the house, the furnishings are elegant, and there is a faint fragrance.
One can tell at a glance that it is the... study of a delicate pig woman.
There are bookshelves all around, filled with all kinds of books.
On a long desk, there are also densely packed books and scrolls.
This corner of the night.
All I could see was a fairy-like woman in a long white dress and tulle sitting on the side of the long table.
On the other side of the woman, Ye Qingluo could only see a half-profile figure, tall and tall, beautiful and tall.
Just a glance.
Ye Qingluo can be sure.
Well, it's her family, Ah Xuan!
Meow!
Her family's Axuan is behind her back, and is having a private meeting with his sister!
Should she rush in and catch the girl now
Or squat outside to see what shameful deeds they are doing behind her back!
Ye Qing fell into his heart, roaring like ten thousand horses galloping.
"That little princess is very capricious. I'm sorry to bother you." The woman spoke softly, and Gu Pan's eyes flashed with affection.
Ye Qingluo clenched her fingers tightly.
There was an urge to strangle the woman to death.
The man didn't even lift his head, as if he didn't see the woman flirting secretly at all.
He lowered his head, looking through the scrolls of books on the table.
The slender fingers like jade waved the chaos on the table: "No problem."
Two cold and indifferent words.
But it made Qing Ge's eyes burst into joy, but on the face, he pretended to be reserved and found the topic:
"I heard that the young master of the Feng family was kidnapped by the lord and was rescued. That little princess must have died of anger."