"Sister, I..."

"Shut up. From now on, whether you agree or not, I have the final say in this marriage. If you marry, you must marry me. If you don't, you must marry me. Go on."

When the door was opened, Yan Junqing saw Ye Zuibi kneeling on the ground, as well as the smashed tea bowl porcelain pieces and Ye Jiangxue with her back to the door. It seemed that the two people had had a fierce dispute, and Ye Jiang

Xue was so angry that she kept shaking her body. Hearing this, Ye Zuibi had no choice but to take a sip at Ye Jiangxue. He stood up and nodded lightly towards Yan Junqing, who was holding the door, and rushed out of the door.

His footsteps were fast, and the wind he brought with him blew away some floating dust. His back was a little thin and desolate, and he was soon immersed in the dark night. He disappeared after a while, leaving only a string of footprints on the ground, but only Yan Junqing had such martial arts skills.

Only the best people can easily detect it.

——In other words, others have to squat on the ground to carefully analyze the difference in quality of the floor tiles, and maybe they will be kicked in all directions by someone who doesn't see them. It's dark, and anything is possible!

Yan Junqing called out "Jiangxue" to Ye Jiangxue, who was standing with her back turned. Ye Jiangxue heard the voice behind her and turned around to see Yan Junqing. She sighed heavily again, her delicate little face full of sadness.

Helpless, she waved to Yan Junqing who was standing at the door, and she could vaguely see the watermark remaining on her little paw.

Yan Junqing walked forward briskly and helped her sit on the soft couch. After she sat firmly, she sat on the soft couch on the other side. She poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Ye Jiangxue, who saw Ye Jiangxue taking the cup.

After drinking a cup of tea to soothe his mood, he slowly said: "Your Highness, don't you agree."

——This is already a declarative sentence. Yan Junqing is not blind, he just needs to induce Ye Jiangxue to say the following words.

"There is no room for her to disagree with this matter. Junqing, please prepare a decree for me. I will announce the marriage between King Chu Ye Zuibi and Princess Linglong tomorrow and in the morning." Ye Jiangxue seemed to have made up a lot of determination, so her voice sounded

Extraordinarily heavy and solemn, she looks completely like two different people from her usual self.

After a moment of silence, Yan Junqing stood up and walked to the table to pick up the folding fan she had forgotten. Then she nodded slightly to Ye Jiangxue. Seeing the nod, she immediately slumped down on the couch and made a face to Yan Junqing with a smile on her face.

Although Yan Junqing didn't respond with a grimace, he still smiled calmly.

The two looked at each other and then called the maid in to clean up the broken teacup and the spilled tea residue.

At the same time, a black shadow that was hiding in the bushes under the study window but was frightened by the tea cup that was thrown at it jumped onto the roof of the imperial study room and floated away. This black shadow used Qinggong to move forward quickly until it reached the Yifang Pavilion.

He stopped when he reached the bedroom.

Yifang Pavilion is indeed a place that can arouse people's memories. Too many people have died here, so some grievances gather together to bring a cold feeling. It is obviously a summer night, no matter how cool the night breeze is, it will not

It's so cold.

In fact, there are more people dying, more yin energy, and more cold poison. The feng shui here is extremely bad. The entire attic is blocked from the sunlight by the tall trees behind it, and it is in darkness all day long.
Chapter completed!