Quick Transmigration: After the scum and blackened the male lead, I died and escaped

Chapter 873 The emperor loves me but cannot get it 73
East China Sea, Crystal Palace.

Qing He has been away from the world for hundreds of years, so naturally few gods know her, the God of War who only exists in legends.

There are so many immortals in the divine world, and even if you don't know them, you can still be polite and say "fairy friend" to them.

In the eyes of others, Qing He and Qiu Ze were just 'young' priests who followed Yue Lao, and they were not treated with too much respect.

Yue Lao had no intention of spreading her identity around. Qing He and Qiu Ze were like an ordinary Taoist couple.

However, it didn't take long for this calm to be broken.

"Shang Qinghe?!" The visitor seemed a little surprised, and his words could not conceal his surprise.

When Qing He heard this, he looked back and saw a man dressed in blue and brocade robes. He looked extremely young, his appearance was nothing more than a weak crown, his face was as clear as the autumn moon, and his demeanor was as graceful as the long wind.

He didn't wear a hair crown, and only used a hair tie to hold his long hair loosely, but this made his brows look like morning stars.

Among the few immortals Qing He knew. The person in front of her definitely made a profound impression on her.

It was because of him that Qing He cut off the red line.

Qiu Ze seemed to feel some kind of threat and unconsciously took a step forward to stand by Qing He's side.

When Yue Lao saw the visitor, his white eyebrows suddenly furrowed, then he raised a smile, and Xian Qinghe spoke in one step.

"Hey, isn't this the Third Highness of Xihai?"

Qing He lowered his eyes slightly, feeling embarrassed seeing his predecessor, and subconsciously glanced at the junior brother beside him.

Even if the man hides it well, it is not difficult to see his nervousness and vigilance.

Ao Lie saw Yue Lao standing in front of Qing He and said hello dryly.

Then his eyes fell directly on Qing He, "Sir...Long time no see...How have you been these past few years?"

Qing He nodded slightly and said, "Thanks to His Highness, Third Highness, I am doing well." The woman held the hand of the person next to her with a natural expression, as if she was not worried that others would misunderstand her relationship with the man.

Seeing this, the light in Ao Lie's eyes turned lonely a little, and his eyes fell on Qiu Ze.

"Who is this……?"

Yue Lao, who was in the middle of the Shura field among these people, had his CPU burned out and hurriedly intervened.

"This is Qiu Zejun, a fellow disciple of Lord Qinghe..."

"My Taoist companion."

Before Yue Lao could finish speaking, Qing He interrupted.

"..." Yue Lao was embarrassed but kept smiling.

It's been eight lifetimes of bad luck for me to be a matchmaker for you!
When Ao Lie heard this, his extremely handsome face was almost fragile, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked up at Qing He as if he had exhausted all his strength.

However, the woman in front of him was still holding another man's hand, and her expression was almost indifferent.

After a while, the man seemed to have figured something out and said with relief: "Sorry, I may not be able to say any words of blessing... Farewell!" After all, he truly admired the woman in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

Ao Lie seemed a little embarrassed when he left, as if he was running away.

Seeing this, Yue Lao sighed helplessly.

Back then, the Emperor of Heaven really wanted to bring together God Qinghe and the Little White Dragon of the West Sea, but King Xiang had the intention, and the goddess Wu Meng...

The innocent little white dragon thought that if he pursued the God of War enthusiastically, he would be able to wait for the other party to look at him differently. Unexpectedly, he made the God of War impatient and even broke off the marriage in anger.

Xiao Bailong was really hurt by the other party's indifference. From then on, there was no innocent Xiao Bailong in the world, only the calm Third Highness of the West Sea.