When facing Biyun's eyes, Ye Jiangxue was extremely calm, her plain white clothes were drifting and winding, and her three thousand black hairs were as black as a waterfall without modification. Her simple and elegant appearance gave people a unique and pure feeling. Her originally cute little face became slightly terrifying because of the scars.

Those big, dripping eyes are bright and charming, and they are full of smiles.

Looking at Biyun, she suddenly burst into laughter.

What a silly woman. Women who are too infatuated are often so stupid.

"What is Your Majesty laughing?" Biyun was puzzled, and her proud face raised high, looking at Ye Jiangxue with no squint, all over her body.

Ye Jiangxue slowly walked into Biyun's side and handed her the little bun in her arms, with a smile on her eyes and signaling her to hug her.

The bag was lying in the light blue swaddle, sucking his fingers, and his big lilac eyes were watery. He looked at the Biyun curiously, and suddenly turned into a crescent moon, and laughed "giggled".

How can such a cute child not make people feel distressed?

Even though he knew that this was Ye Jiangxue's child, Biyun still reached out and gently picked her up.

"Biyun, can we go to watch the show?" Ye Jiangxue's eyes were full of cunning, and she asked in a soft voice.

Her plain white and thin plain hands were placed on Biyun's shoulders, and a trace of pity shone through her eyes.

Just a woman who is fascinated by love.

In the mist, although she didn't understand Ye Jiangxue's intention, she instinctively nodded gently.

Biyun followed Ye Jiangxue and walked out of Chaohuang Hall.

The camellia in front of Qingliang Hall is blooming just in time, and the light yellow little camellia exudes a charming fragrance, making people linger.

The wooden plaque of Qingliang Hall is hung very much on the elegant and quaint hall. It is fresh and elegant here, not as magnificent as Chaohuang Hall, nor as simple and withdrawn as the countryside hut. It is unique and novel here, and the elegant atmosphere slowly leaks out.

The incense is swaying, camellia is blooming, Yan Junqing's plain white clothes are wide sleeves, ribbons are swaying on the ground, and dark golden threads are inlaid in it, shining silver under the sunlight.

The plain long hair is as white as snow, and it is spread out on the shoulders freely. The handsome star eyes are stained with ink and ink.

Skipping at Bixiao, who was kneeling on the ground, Yan Junqing's thin and bright red lips opened lightly, and his elegant voice resounded throughout the huge Qingliang Hall: "Fake the imperial edict, deceive the superiors and subordinates, intending to kill the king, communicate with the enemy, rebel the country... Bixiao, you are the head of the four major families. Don't you know that these things can kill your life? Moreover, you will also implicate your relatives, kill the nine clans, and kill the whole family."

Looking at Yan Junqing standing in plain clothes and arrogant, Bixiao was shaking like a sieve. How could he have the proud spirit of yesterday?

From beginning to end, Bixiao never thought that Yan Junqing could survive and stand in front of him as a victor.

What to do? What should I do?

This man who should have died was not dead, but also stood in front of him with extraordinary martial arts...

It's really God teasing people...

"I am thinking of making contributions to protecting the country in the four major families. Please spare your life and send you away from Southern Jin, but you did these things. You said, I really dare not kill you?" Yan Junqing's long eyes narrowed and thinner, and his purple pupils jumped in his eyes with a calm look, neither tepid nor impatient.
Chapter completed!