Yelv Meixue curiously put her little head over, looked at the bright red light outside, and asked again with a scholarly attitude: "What kind of light is that? Why is it so bright?"
"Firelight!" Zhong Qingye came back to his senses and gave her an annoyed look. While reaching out to take off the black cloth hanging around his neck, he muttered: "I thought it was finally good. God, that old guy is basically
Play with me! Damn it!”
Meixue girl came over again, blinking her eyes: "God, that old guy? Is he a member of your family? What the hell do you mean? Ye Qing, you are so difficult to understand..."
God is a member of her family? How come she doesn’t know she is so awesome?
Zhong Qingye glanced at a certain girl's little face full of curiosity and decided to ignore the question.
Reaching out to straighten his chicken coop-like hair, Zhong Qingye tossed his sleeves and walked toward the door.
"Hey! Where are you going?" Yelu Meixue rushed to her and opened her hands to block her way.
Zhong Qingye’s expression: “Go home and sleep.”
"Then what should I do?" Yelv Meixue's eyes widened in surprise and she opened her mouth, barely reaching out to point at her nose to question.
Zhong Qingye said something funny and said to her, "This is your palace."
Yelu Meixue nodded.
"You live here, right?"
Yelu Meixue nodded again.
Zhong Qingye finally couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "That's serious, you sleep in your palace and I go back to my room. Is there any problem?"
"Yes!" Yelv Meixue quickly raised her hand, with an expression like a primary school student who had just started school.
Zhong Qingye took a deep breath and kept telling himself that the girl in front of him is a princess and cannot be beaten, and the girl in front of her is a princess and cannot be beaten...
She repeated this seven or eight times before temporarily suppressing her breath. She showed a stiff smile: "What's the problem?"
Yelu Meixue pointed her slender and round fingers at a certain unlucky guy who was tied up on the ground with a very guilty expression: "What should I do with this thing?"
thing?……
Zhong Qingye couldn't help but glance at the dark... thing on the ground.
The green-white finger moved, and Zhong Qingye's eyes followed it all the way, and then it landed in the direction of Hu. "Don't you need to worry about that red thing? Are you going back like this?"
This question was a bit strange, and Zhong Qingye showed a strange smile: "If you don't go back, little princess, do you want me to sleep with you?"
Half a minute later...
Zhong Qingye looked at the little princess's face, which was so red that it was almost bleeding, and sighed helplessly. Well, people who live deep in the palace compound have no sense of humor, and women in ancient times are very conservative. She
It should show understanding and respect.
...The question is, why does she feel that the topic between them has strayed to Javanese?
Zhong Qingye raised his head and met Yelu Meixue's eyes. As his eyes widened, the red color on the little princess's face gradually deepened, and smoke began to float faintly in the air.
Zhong Qingye finally began to feel embarrassed.
At this time, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came to her ears. Zhong Qingye was sighing inwardly that it was better to come early than to come by chance. The door of Shuxue Palace was opened with force.
"Princess! It's not good..." It was a drake's voice, the exclusive voice of the eunuchs in the royal palace.
Yelu Meixue was stunned: "What happened?"
The father-in-law's footsteps stopped outside the door. He was afraid that this was the princess's bedroom and he didn't dare to break in. Just listening to his voice made him so anxious that he almost cried.
"Come out quickly, Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
call……
Zhong Qingye staggered on the spot a few times, turned his head in disbelief, and looked at Yelv Meixue who ran out barefoot and the door that was still swinging open and wide, and blinked in shame.
"What's wrong with my brother? What happened? Is there an assassin in the palace? Was my brother attacked? Is he injured? Where is he now? Is he seriously injured?... You should speak!"
Yelu Meixue fiercely grabbed the father-in-law's neck and clothes and shook him vigorously. The expression on his face was ferocious, almost like a ghost.
Looking at the gray-haired, slightly wrinkled father-in-law, his face turned pale, and his two eyes turned into lines as he was shaken, Zhong Qingye said a fair word: "How can he talk when you hold him like this?"
Yelu Meixue was stunned, and hurriedly let go of her hand, and even accidentally touched it. The unlucky father-in-law immediately staggered a few steps, sat down on the ground, and staggered around like eating vegetables.
Seeing that Yelu Meixue seemed to be unable to hold back and wanted to rush over again, Zhong Qingye grabbed her with quick eyesight and looked at her impatient expression angrily: "If you want to know what happened to Yelu Xie as soon as possible, just be obedient.
Just stand here and don’t move.”
The emperor Yelu Xie is still useful. As soon as Zhong Qingye showed him, Yelu Meixue immediately stopped moving. It was just the anxious look on his little face and the rippling water in his black eyes that made Zhong Qingye feel rare soft-hearted.
stand up.
Regardless, this girl is still in her teens after all, and she is still very dependent on her relatives. When she hears that her relatives may have had an accident, Zhong Qingye can completely understand her anxious state of mind.
Thinking of this, Zhong Qingye reached out and patted Yelv Meixue on the shoulder, as a sign of comfort, and then walked to the father-in-law and knelt down to hug him.
My father-in-law has not yet recovered from the initial dizzying state, his eyes have turned into funny circle lines, and he is so dizzy that he does not know what year it is today.
Yelv Meixue was wringing her hands anxiously from behind. Zhong Qingye raised his hand and gave his father-in-law a slap in the face without blinking.
A crisp slap sounded, startling Yelv Meixue.
Zhong Qingye slowly withdrew his hand, and the effect was immediate. The father-in-law, who was still dizzy with stars shining in his head, suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand to cover half of the beaten face, and stared at Zhong Qingye in shock.
Judging from his red, swollen and oily cheeks, Zhong Qingye's slap was absolutely merciless.
Seeing that he had woken up, Yelu Meixue immediately turned her back on him. As soon as Qingye opened the door, she grabbed her husband's clothes and yelled: "Tell me, what happened to my brother? What happened to you?
If you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you!”
Zhong Qingye, who was pushed aside, suddenly discovered a strange thing. Isn't Yelu Meixue Yeluxie's uncle? Why does this girl keep calling her brother?
The father-in-law's heart was beating wildly at Yelu Meixue's roar, and he suddenly hugged her thigh and cried loudly.
"The palace is on fire! The emperor is still inside!..."