"Okay!" Qian Ying lifted her eyes and glanced at Long Yetian, who is unparalleled in the world. This perfect and stunning appearance made her stunned.

But she quickly recovered, she was also a well-informed person, indifferent to fame and fortune, ruthless, but loyal to the person she wanted to protect.

Qian Ying turned around calmly and ordered a pair of guards behind him to let them go and deal with it.

Then took Lin Yunxi and the others back to Wuling Hall.

Tianxiang Palace!

Yan Qingqing thought it would be good news.

But after listening to the secret guard's report, he was furious.

"What did you say? Say it again?" She looked at the black man in front of her with sullen eyes.

The guard bit the bullet and said again: "After returning to the lord, all the people we sent out were killed, and they were killed in the longest way. They blasted and died with blood and blood."

"Damn it!" Yan Qingqing was so angry that the muscles on her face were shaking.

"Ten Tier 7 masters can't kill two women?" Yan Qingqing couldn't believe it.

Today, she deliberately went to the Wuling Hall to see the cultivation level of the two women. She tentatively found that the cultivation level of the two women was not high. She left pretending to be happy, and prepared another hand later. Failed.

"No, Empress, they didn't do anything at all. The one who did it was a man who killed our people only by coercion." The guard lowered his head and said this cautiously.

"A man?" Yan Qingqing's eyes were cold, but they didn't expect that they would have someone to help secretly. These two women were really not easy.

One of them is most likely Yan Jiaojiao.

But the **** face was not easy to look at.

If you change your content, you won't be able to escape her magic eye.

"Yes, Empress, his cultivation base is above the tenth level."

The words of the dark guard shocked Yan Qingqing again.

"That's weird. Who are these three people? There are not many people with tenth-level cultivation in the world." Yan Jiaojiao squinted her beautiful eyes, her eyes were as cold as Xuanbing.

The dark guard didn't know it, so he didn't answer the conversation, just lowered his head and waited quietly.

"Zhishu." Yan Qingqing shouted coldly.

Zhi Shu quickly walked in, Fushen said: "The Queen."

"Did you go back to the palace?" She asked, Ning Yichen was out of the palace today. What exactly did he do? Only he himself knows, and her secret guard is lost.

Zhi Shu was slightly blessed again, "After returning to the emperor, the person monitoring the emperor has not returned, and the emperor has not yet returned to the palace."

"Where did he go?" Yan Qingqing glanced at the dark night outside the window. He rarely returned late.

Zhi Shu thought for a while, and said: "Emperor Empress, during this period of time, the Lord’s behavior is very strange. He has watched his soul not possessed for more than a year, but in the past few days, people seem to be born again. It seems to be patient."

"I know it." Yan Qingqing had a gloomy face, she also found out.

That woman, only if Yan Jiaojiao appeared, would he be so energetic.

She raised her eyes, looked at Zhi Shu, and solemnly instructed: "Zhi Shu, closely monitor the Lord's every move, let's think about it later, what should I do next?"

"Yes, Queen!" Zhi Shu blessed Fushen and turned to leave.

Yan Qingqing waved his hand to make the dark guard retreat.

She stood by the window and looked at it for a while. The night was thick and the wind was cruel.

Ning Yichen, in this world, only Yan Jiaojiao is the person you miss most in your heart.

She lowered her head and glanced at her glamorous red dress. He prefers Yan Jiaojiao, who wears red dresses. So from that time, she has also been wearing a red dress. For so many years, her dresses are basically red and luxurious.

There is no other color, just because he likes Yan Jiaojiao who wears red clothes.

She has never been herself for so many years.

Looking back and thinking about myself, it was sad and ridiculous.

She actually lived in the shadow of Yan Jiaojiao for a lifetime!

For a lifetime?

She looked at the eternal and unchanging stars in the sky. This life was too long and too long, and she had never been herself for a day.

She turned around and walked to the sandalwood wardrobe on the side. With slender jade fingers like green onions, she gently cut the wardrobe apart. All of them were red dresses, and each piece was embroidered with golden silk phoenix. The pieces looked so luxurious and dazzling, but at this moment, she didn't have any desire to wear them.

She walked to the innermost corner, and hung two sets of white dresses on a wooden hanger.

Hollow peony flowers are as white as snow, noble and smooth.

She flicked it lightly like a normal jade finger, and looked at the white dress, she seemed to see herself back then. Wearing this white dress on her body, she was beautiful and exquisite, as if not eating the fireworks in one fell swoop. A movement, like a fairy landing in the mortal world, is all intoxicating.

But now, when I look at myself, there is no trace of myself back then.

She slowly took out the white dress and took off her gorgeous red phoenix robe.

Slowly put on the white dress that she has treasured for a long time.

After that, she went to sit down in front of Liuli Jing, opened the complicated cloud bun, and draped her black hair like a waterfall softly behind her back.

Immediately, she took off the luxurious headwear and inserted the white jade crystal hosta, the whole person instantly became beautiful and vulgar, bright and moving.

Looking at herself in the glazed mirror, she curled her lips with satisfaction.

Get up, lift the skirt slightly, and walk outside.

Ning Yichen didn't return to the palace until late at night.

Qian Ying was ready for the evening. After he took a shower, he sat down to eat dinner exhaustedly.

Qian Ying reported everything to him one by one.

After he listened, his face was expressionless and he ate his meal quietly.

Suddenly, a familiar breath came from outside. He glanced at Qian Ying and said, "Okay! Qian Ying, you go down first."

"Yes, Lord!" Qian Ying retired respectfully.

As soon as Qian Ying left, Yan Qingqing jumped in from outside the window.

Ning Yichen felt that his face was very gloomy.

He looked like Xuanbing, and his tone was cold: "When did you learn to jump in from the window?" The cold words were full of sarcasm.

Yan Qingqing felt sorrowful in her heart when she heard it.

She took a heavy step and walked in front of him step by step.

He lowered his head and ate his meal gracefully, and never looked up at her since she came in.

She sat opposite him and looked at him quietly.

Ning Yichen still only cared about eating his own.

He didn't look up at her from beginning to end.

Yan Qingqing also seemed to wait patiently for him to finish eating, her eyes calmly fell on his handsome face.

After a long time, Ning Yichen gracefully put down his chopsticks. Recently, in a good mood, he can eat too.

Yan Qingqing said, "Yi Chen, your appetite has improved a lot recently."

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