Ye Qingluo stood up, straightened her mother's position and arranged it.
Immediately, he knelt back on the futon again.
The entire ancestral hall was silent.
In the huge incense burner, there are densely burning incense sticks, and the curling smoke makes the ancestral hall even more gloomy.
The candlelight swayed, lengthening the shadows of the night.
But it also softened the contour lines on Ye Qingluo's face.
A pair of charming eyes, filled with a trace of softness.
"Mother..."
A sigh escaped from her lips.
In my heart, there are many questions and many words I want to say to my mother.
But when she got here, she couldn't say anything, and she didn't want to say it.
Ye Qingluo believes that there is a soul in the world.
Otherwise she wouldn't be here.
Since mother has been dead for so long, why should she let mother worry about her even under the spring
"Mother, I will take good care of Xiaoyu. When Xiaoyu really grows up, I will make him... the next suzerain."
Ye Qingluo whispered.
This is something she planned from the beginning.
She is not interested in the position of the suzerain of the Sanquan sect.
After all, she still has her own group of brothers, and she still has to lead the Tianxia regiment to travel through the entire realm of Nirvana.
It is impossible to tie yourself to Sanquanzong and Xilan Continent.
At this moment, Ye Qingluo's ears moved slightly, and he heard the sound of footsteps outside the ancestral hall.
It's really fast.
It seems... the old ancestor was very angry with her.
Look at the footsteps, it's so full of energy!
Before Ye Qing got up, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, and the ancestor's hoarse roar sounded behind him: "Lao Qi! Who allowed you to come to the ancestral hall alone!"
Ye Qingluo stood up slowly, patted the wrinkles on the clothes lightly, and then turned her head.
The old ancestor had already walked into the ancestral hall, and his old face was full of anger.
The dark and slender eyes stared at her fiercely, as if poisoned.
This was the first time Ye Qingluo saw such obvious disgust on the face of the old ancestor.
This time, she has touched the bottom line of her ancestors
Outside the ancestral hall, Ye Qingluo saw the Beiming clan in his memory.
The appearance is extremely gentle, which belongs to the well-behaved type.
Dressed in a plain blue gown of the mistress of the house, coupled with her temperament like a white lotus, even though she is the mother of a son, she looks like a woman in her twenties.
This kind of white lotus temperament is absolutely different from that of Yuchi and Ye Qingqian.
Beiming's white lotus is a real white lotus.
It's exactly the kind of feeling that comes out of the mud but not stained, clean and clear but not demonic.
At this time, Beiming's beautiful eyes like warm water were looking at Ye Qingluo worriedly.
Behind her, there were four rough envoys.
With this posture, Ye Qingluo didn't feel afraid at all.
Instead, she revealed an enchanting smile.
"Didn't the ancestors say that I can come to the ancestral hall to meet my mother?" Ye Qingluo said it very slowly, as if it was his own way, and there was nothing wrong with it.
The old ancestor was so angry that he trembled all over: "You...you..."
Yes, she did deliberately use the excuse of asking Ye Qingluo to go to the ancestral hall to meet that bitch, in order to curry favor with Ye Qingluo.
But it doesn't mean that Ye Qingluo can come to the ancestral hall alone!
What's more, Ye Qingluo didn't express his opinion at that time!
It's clearly a rejection, isn't it
Now I have arrived at the ancestral hall alone again, so bold!
Is it true that there is no one in Ye's house
The more he thought about it, the more the ancestor felt that he was being looked down upon by a junior.
"I thought my ancestors really allowed me to come to the ancestral hall to talk with my mother's tablet. It turns out... my ancestors just talked casually to make me happy."