"What's the matter?" Mo Ye asked intuitively.
"Oh, you really have an exquisite heart, it's no wonder that you will be kept by him." Zhongqin said quietly, and took out a golden post from the pendant space in the deep groove of his chest, "Yu Qianqiu still insists on seeing you , As soon as the golden post comes out, I am afraid that no one dares to refuse the entire Meng Fangcheng."
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Qianqiu Palace is the residence of the city lord of Mengfang City. It naturally occupies the most aura in the city, and no matter which direction it is in, one can admire the majestic Qianqiu Palace.
From a distance, the entire Qianqiu Palace is surrounded by spiritual energy, and the eaves and arches are hidden in a mist. The afterglow of the setting sun covers the palace with a layer of light gold, which is particularly solemn and shining.
In that piece of gold, a long white jade step stretches to the front of the palace.
Flying here is naturally not allowed, Mo Ye and Zhuang Shao honestly walked up one step and one step, and the setting sun had almost receded.
And such a long time passed, Yu Qianqiu had already received the news, gave her full face, and was waiting for her in the hall.
As soon as she stepped into the hall, she suddenly felt heavy, as if there was a huge force pressing on her body, which made her feel difficult even to move her steps. This kind of suppression of realm coercion is no longer one or two times. Yu Qianqiu first gave her face. What exactly did she give her majesty for
In the middle of the main hall, sitting on the seat of a splendid woman, different from the enchanting Zhongqin, she wore a cyan female monk's robe to give the taste of a king over the world.
Cold and solemn, but majestic, simple hair bun, a few jade hairpins, without the meaning of flamboyant, completely revealing a detached worldly arrogance.
The cheeks are cold, a pair of well-shaped almond eyes are indifferent, the light-colored thin lips are ruthless, and the pointed jaw is like an awl after plastic surgery, which is quite exquisite, but also unusually sharp.
At the bottom of her seat, there was a white-faced man in a green shirt, with neat eyebrows and a gentle and upright look. It was the one who wanted to strike up a conversation with her at the Qingzhu Pavilion, Zu Jinyang.
Zu Jin Yang is a disciple under the seat of Yu Qianqiu, it is not unusual to appear here, the only thing that makes her feel strange is the distance between the two of them.
The distance is so close that Yu Qianqiu's hands and the fingertips of Qianqianyu's fingers are on Zu Jinyang's shoulders, as if they were touching or not touching.
It was Zu Jinyang who spoke first. He smiled at her harmlessly, and looked kindly warm again, "This fellow Daoist, let's meet again, don't come here unharmed?"
Mo Yeshen obviously couldn't take Joe here, so he nodded his head and said: "Fortunately, I met before, but I didn't dare to climb high, but I didn't know your identity and was ashamed."
In this way, even if Zu Jinyang had deflated before, now he can't look for a place.
The exchanges in the Qingzhu Pavilion are complicated, and Mo Ye was just not sure of his identity, and did not deliberately refute his identity as a disciple of the city lord.
Zhuang Shao was already numb, and he had seen Mo Ye's inexplicably complicated background, even if she said that she knew Jun Huantian now, he would not be surprised.
Yu Qianqiu didn't say anything, only his fingertips slid slightly, just a line from Zu Jinyang's shoulders, if anything, it was very sultry.
The relationship between the two is probably not as simple as the master and apprentice. Mo Ye looked a little uncomfortable. She would rather see Yu Qianqiu holding Zu Jinyang's shoulder tightly, pulling him up to his knees, up and down her hands...
Wait, Mo Ye stunned her heart, she wouldn't have been infected by the hypocrite next door, right
"You two, please come to your seat." Zu Jinyang smiled gently, "In fact, I invite you to come here. It means that you are here. I hope that Jintie, the lord of the city, will not scare the two."
Look at what this said, holding the chicken feathers as the arrow, the posture of being a tiger is so obvious, are you afraid that they will not understand the situation
If you really intend to have a personal relationship, just walk to Wanjiang Tower and knock on the door to chat. Why bother to move out of the city owner and stay here