The North City has always been full of liveliness, but these days it has been particularly lively.

Ye Ku's birthday is approaching.

However, the excitement is someone else's, and most of the nights are filled with silence. Fortunately, Ye Ku is not lonely. In addition to fading away the night after the noisy day, he also has a beautiful woman in black clothes, like a black rose. Ye Ku thought that this word was really suitable for her.

When the night entered the house, everything in the room was neatly arranged and neatly, and there was no sign of hidden secret passages in the organs, nor was there any haste in a hurry to escape.

"It's late." Sheng Youyou said, his tone was faint, not very concerned about this matter. Ye Ku didn't respond. After pausing, he walked to a place where many porcelain and jade were placed, playing with the objects.

Ye Ku pulled out a piece of fake dead wood strip from a porcelain vase, and broke it into two pieces with force. A red smoke escaped from the break. Ye Ku hurriedly pulled Sheng Youyou back and held his breath.

The red smoke seemed to be just a burst of ordinary smoke. Sheng Youyou frowned and took the initiative to step forward, pulling out a wrinkled letter from the broken branches.

"Retreat!" At this moment, Ye Kumeng's heart was shaking, and he didn't care about anything else. He pulled Sheng Youyou's body and jumped out in a flash.

"boom!"

A terrifying force burst out, and the dazzling night of divine light was suffocated. Wood chips flew and rocks splashed. The small building exploded and turned into ruins. No one inside was spared. All the laughter and warmth were gone, and they suffered such a disaster.

Two black shadows narrowly rushed out of the small building again, and the rubble and stone chips behind him could not catch up with them. They ran all the way back to the Northern Palace. It was Ye Ku and Sheng Youyou. "You are so cruel." Ye Ku said lightly, "In order to take so many irrelevant lives in vain for a second, everyone cherishes their lives, but their lives are as cheap as grass. Ye Ku just mourns his misfortune and becomes the Wuwang Pond Fish.

Sheng Youyou's lips under his dark face were pursed and he couldn't answer.

The two of them returned to the Beiwang Mansion all the way, but no troubles arose on the way. The guards of the gate saw Ye Ku walking with people and dared not talk too much. They just sighed that the little prince was in good spirits and was so lively after getting off the hospital bed.

The next day.

The bustling carriages and horses are everywhere, and the bustling of the Northern King's Mansion really overwhelms the sun in the sky.

Countless red butterflies flew gracefully, spreading into the bright red butterfly path. With this graceful figure, they entered the mansion slowly. Following were a group of women in red, each with arrogant expressions, but they were in a rebellious red dress. Some people had hair like snow, their temples were like frost, and their swords were hanging around their waists. They handed over the thin horse behind them to their servants, and took two disciples into the palace. The people were like snow, and everyone else was silent. A strange carriage appeared like a ghost, and the whole body was dark, with strange light flowing on it. The ghost car arrived and the master of the ghost flow arrived. The ghost flow had always been wearing a black robe, and the whole body was full of yin and sarcastic appearance, but they could never judge people. This sect is not only not a murderous ghost, but usually it is chivalrous to draw swords to help...

The palace of Ye held a banquet for ten miles, and the warm wind was blowing, and the wine was fragrant. It was a great scene. It was a pity that a grand event. The characters talked about the wine and chatted, and the wine was a joyful atmosphere and a harmonious atmosphere. Wine was a good wine, and dishes were good dishes. Even the people standing were beautiful women. Why didn’t people fall into this beautiful scenery?

It’s just a pity that Ye Ku didn’t care about who the guest was, what power, how powerful it was, how many disciples he had, and how much cultivation he had, so he had lost many opportunities to increase his knowledge.

Ye Ku followed Ye Chengtian, his expression was neither sad nor happy. It was not that he was born dull and difficult to be generous, but that he was not concerned about things he was concerned about.

As soon as he stepped forward, no need to say much, all the guests looked silent. The King of Northern said slowly: "For everyone to appreciate your face, my mansion will be shining brightly. Today's affairs are, first, for my son Ye Ku, who has been in a sixteen years of breath, and second, for Ku'er's great joy and a great marriage."

Ye Chengtian raised his glass to worship the sky, and then held the white jade cup in the surprised eyes of everyone. The nectar wine rolled all over the ground, crackling, "It's a pity that the princess is so blessed that she is far away from her crane, and she has not had the opportunity to see such a good time."

"Everyone, please!" The King of Northern gave another cup of greeting, and the guests were full of guests. The word "please" fell and he had a certain degree of aura. Although it was shocking, he didn't feel any noise.

As soon as the words were finished, a thousand auspicious colors suddenly fell from the sky, like auspicious dragons spitting auspiciousness, spreading the sky with brilliant rain; the rays of clouds, like auspicious tines, and the sun was long and rainy. A golden light descended, and the wind was spreading, but it was a golden red text. The brushstrokes on it were the dragon and snake posture, and only two words were written.

"Great Good"

A faint empire was suppressed by Emperor Xia's handwriting, and the seat was filled with grace and praise. No one with poor cultivation dared to look directly. Ye Ku glanced at Emperor Wen, and saw the upright attitude under the seat. After a glance, he suddenly felt bored and left the seat.

In a place in the palace, the flowers and plants in the yard are all in a regular manner, and they are all erratic when we meet and see each other.

"Young Master is really taking a break from your busy schedule. He just got off the branches of the sycamore tree and went to the forest and fields to work again." Ye Ku arrived at a quiet place. The first sentence he came to was sarcastic. It was like Ye Ku had turned her sign. He didn't care and laughed it off.

"I'm not afraid of the chaotic and crossed people, but I'm afraid of spraining my ankle in the mud in the forest." Ye Ku said jokingly, but he couldn't make a joke.

Seeing that Ye Ku had no intention of joking, Sheng Youyou put away his words. He didn't answer the words, and his heart couldn't answer them too much.

Ye Ku looked at her and said indifferently: "If you can be smart, it will be better."

Sheng Youyou's beautiful face was staring at Ye, and the strange feeling came to her face again, "I don't know... I don't know..." She hesitated in her heart, and hesitated in her mouth. Ye Ku was impatient and turned around and was about to leave.

"I just listened to someone's order and asked me to cooperate with them to kill you." It seemed that it was really an unspeakable thing. Sheng Youyou's voice trembled when he spoke, but it was like a flood drain, with a huge surge. "I dare not ignore him. I have never seen his people, but I have seen his methods, and I really..."

"I am in the fireworks and willow alley, and I don't have any high character. You all say that a bitch is ruthless and unrighteous actor, so I am no exception." Sheng Youyou changed his mind and didn't know that he was jealous of himself.

"You were born as the Prince of the Northern King. Even if you cannot practice true energy, you still have to be able to get the wind and rain. You have to be worried and have never been afraid of you. Yes, Yun Yanlou Hua Gu, to put it nicely, after all, it is not the fireworks celebrity in your eyes. You will come and waving it when you summon it."

Ye Ku heard it one by one, but the words were mostly like this. After suppressing for a long time, it poured out all of them. Ye Ku didn't like to comfort him. At first, there were some ripples in the lake of heart, but there was no turbulence behind him.

"Then you just stay well." Ye Ku said a word, as if he was completely tired.

Sheng Youyou looked blankly at the trembling strings.

It is the dust that fills the heart, and it is lazy to caress the seven-stringed green silk.

Ye Ku's yard was originally chosen in a secluded place in the mansion, facing the lake. You can see the Red Tile and Moon Pavilion built by the lake on the attic.

Today is his coming-of-age ceremony, but it seems that the matter is not his own. Ye Ku and Ye Chengtian both knew that it was more like a farewell banquet than a birthday banquet. The emperor's order was hard to resist and the decree was difficult to violate. Otherwise, Ye Ku set off on his journey and went back to Shangyu with Shangguan Xuanqing to marry Xuanqing as his wife. But this matter no longer seemed as embarrassing as before.

The green lake is submerged, and red tiles adorn the moon. From the middle of the sun to the west, a rippling wave is scattered. Ye Ku sat in the attic and seemed to be embedded in this painting. Shangguan Xuanqing, who brought people to Ye Ku's courtyard, saw this scene first.

"Ye Ku." Shangguan Xuanqing was stained by this artistic conception and his voice became much lighter unconsciously.

When Ye Ku turned around, the action was a bit inexplicable. Not to mention Yang Lingling who followed Shangguan Xuanqing, even Xuanqing himself could not explain this strange feeling. It had nothing to do with martial arts, but just a simple artistic conception.

"I didn't expect you to be that Ye Ku." Before Ye Ku could speak, Yang Lingling said first, saying that Ye Ku was unexpected, but it was reasonable.

She naturally brought Ye Ku a birthday gift, but it was an ancient scroll of some years. Thinking of the fight between the two when they were in the Yang family and seeing Ye Ku who had no airs in front of her, she was not very restrained.

Yang Lingling only thought that Shangguan Xuanqing was Ye Ku who stayed in the mansion. After all, everyone knew that Ye Ku could not practice martial arts, so the rifting incident was naturally a life-saving grace. He should regard Xuanqing as a guest of honor for both emotion and reason.

The two of them prayed to Ye Ku and left, leaving Ye Ku who was playing with a folding fan. This was a gift from Shangguan Xuanqing. It was said that it was made of a thousand-year-old jade bone as a fan bone. This jade bone has a natural affinity for the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It would be fine just a fan bone, but it was naturally quite laborious on the fan. On the surface, it was full of poetry and essays, but underneath it was the "flying needle" of true energy. In addition to the star map of the star, the star array derived from the arrangement of stars is also a unique one.

This was originally given to Shangguan Xuanqing by the emperor, but now she gave it to Ye Ku, with a fragrant smell.

"Xing'er, look, young master, do I look a little bit?" With a snap, Yugu opened the fan, Ye Ku turned his head and asked one of the maids. The maid only felt that her young master was a little hysterical and was a little stunned for a while. It took him a long time to react. There was no reason to say no, but he just kept nodding.

Ye Ku didn't tease her, so he put the folding fan into the box, and sent the maid and guard back, sitting cross-legged in the attic, facing the setting sun. It was obvious that the pulse was different, and it was obvious that there was no true energy, but it made people feel a little extraordinary.

The banquet ended for a long time, and the night fell, but Ye Ku opened his eyes and went out with the night.
Chapter completed!