The little bun rushed too fast. Duan Yun saw the child and was afraid that the little bun would fall, so she subconsciously stretched out her hand to support the little bun.
Duan Yun glanced at Jiu Ci and knew that this child belonged to the Eastern Emperor.
Duan Yun took Little Baozi's hand, looked kindly, smiled and said warmly: "Your mother is changing clothes inside, please wait."
Little Baozi tilted his neck and raised his head, staring at Duan Yun with his clear black eyes. After a moment, Little Baozi grinned innocently and said, "Okay."
The little bun is not as naughty as ordinary children. He is very well-behaved and sensible. He also comes with a pink jade and crystal bag. It is not an exaggeration to say that everyone loves him.
Jiu Ci looked at the blurry silhouette across the screen and bead curtain.
With a slight cough, Jiu Bi said goodbye and turned his head.
Jiu Ci's cheeks were slightly red, and even the base of her ears were hot.
The person inside is his sister, his relative.
Jiu Ci was even in a trance. From now on, he was no longer alone, he was no longer helpless, he had a family.
Although he saw Qing Ge, he was not prepared to see Ye Jingfeng.
Father...?
He didn't know how to pronounce the word father.
He didn't know how to face it.
From childhood to adulthood, people around him said that he was the child his parents didn't want. If it weren't for that person, he wouldn't be alive today.
For Yu Jiuci, the word father is like a heavy mountain weighing on his heart.
Across the bead curtain, Qing Ge seemed to feel Jiu Ci's mood.
When she was at Four Stars, Ye Jingfeng and Yan Bingtong were not around, but she still had a grandpa.
There was a slight rustling sound, the bead curtain screen was pushed open, and the beautiful and graceful woman walked out.
The golden light is shining, the breeze is gentle, and the clothes are fluttering, flying like golden feathers and scattered flowers.
The woman wore a phoenix crown and was dressed up to attend the ceremony. She had crimson lips, slender black eyebrows, a straight jade nose, and clear eyes.
What a peerless beauty.
The white hair on her head was tied up high and held under the phoenix crown, and there was a touch of enchanting blue flame between her eyebrows.
"Mother..." Little Baozi's eyes were full of surprise and he threw himself into Qing Ge's arms.
Qing Ge is not like an ordinary boudoir girl, focusing on style and beauty. Her hair is always casually let down, her face is red and her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her clothes are simple and the same color.
Nowadays, the heavy makeup has a different charm, as bright as peaches and plums, the face is like spring dawn flowers, like the blazing sun in the nine days, like the bright moon in the middle of the night.
Qing Ge held the little bun with one hand, raised her eyes and smiled at Jiu Ci.
"Looking at Qingren City and then at Qingren Country, you are worthy of being my sister. This beauty is as beautiful as the city's!" Jiu Ci said excitedly.
"Master Duan!" A little maid ran in from outside.
The little maid gasped when she saw Qing Ge.
"What's going on?" Duan Yun's voice brought the little maid back to her senses. The little maid hurriedly walked to Duan Yun and said: "Master Duan, Lin Heshan just left Xizhou when he met Lord Fang, the envoy of God's Domain.
It is said that the Divine Lord has long heard that the Eastern Emperor is knowledgeable and talented, and has both civil and military skills. After learning that the Eastern Emperor captured the Chaobi Manor, he immediately asked Fang Yu to come and increase the reward for the Chaobi leader."
Square prison!
Qing Ge frowned slightly, and there was a faint mist in his eyes. Under the mist was a scarlet and bloody endless murderous intention.
"Fang Yu? It seems that this Fang Prison has been around Xizhou. When he learned that I asked the Divine Lord to increase the reward, he took the initiative to come to the main city in the name of the Divine Lord. In this way, the Divine Lord's face was saved. This Fang
Prison is indeed a character." Jiuci sighed.
From Jiu Ci's words, it can be seen that Jiu Ci is also a smart person.
Qing Ge started to speak but stopped. It seemed that Jiu Ci didn't know about his mother and Fang Prison.
With Jiu Ci's temperament, if he said it now, he was afraid that there would be a conflict when he saw Fang Prison later.
She still doesn't know what kind of strength Jiu Ci is, and people say that Jiu Ci's background is in the Nine Realms. If this is the case, it will be disadvantageous for Jiu Ci to involve the Nine Realms.
The light song ends in silence.
"Ge'er, what's wrong?" Jiuci asked.
Qingge smiled slightly, "My brother looks very much like my mother when she was young."
"Really?" Jiuci's eyes lit up, "Mother, where is she? Is she also in the heaven of gods?"
The people he sent out only found out that Qing Ge and Ye Jingfeng were father and daughter, but there was no news about their mother.
"She is trapped in a place, are you willing to rescue her with me?" Qing Ge looked at Jiu Ci with bright eyes.
"Which bastard dares to trap my mother? Don't worry Ge'er, as long as my brother is here, my mother will be fine!" Jiu Ci's tense body gradually relaxed, he was trapped, at least... he is still alive... Thinking about it this way,
Pretty good too.
Outside, a deafening sound of a gong suddenly rang. Duan Yun took a step forward and said, "East Emperor, it's time to go back and receive the reward."
Qing Ge's feathered coat is very gorgeous, with open skirts on both sides, and a snow-colored haze hanging over her shoulders, slightly exposing her collarbone.
The clavicle is exquisite and slightly protruding, which is very beautiful.
On the collarbone, there is the mark of the stars.
As long as the cultivation level is higher than Qing Ge's, they can know Qing Ge's identity from the star brand.
Four Star Continent, Ye's Qingge.
Because of this, most cultivators from lower continents have their pride shattered and habitually walk with their backs hunched and their heads bowed.
Women, in particular, are not willing to wear clothes that expose their collarbones.
This feather coat should have been wrapped around the neck, and the neck was protected with the finest snow mountain fox down.
However, Qingge's Ling Yuyi opened her skirt and exposed her collarbone.
Obviously, this was done on purpose.
Even if she stepped onto the altar to receive the award from the God Lord, she would still be ridiculed by hundreds of thousands of people with her naked and exposed collarbone brand.
"That old fox Lin Heshan still has such a skill." Duan Yun sneered, "It's really insidious."
I'm afraid that when making the feather feather coat, Lin Heshan ordered someone to make two pieces.
Although Lin Heshan was determined that Qingge would die among the relics, he was still afraid of unexpected events. It was always a good idea to save a hand, and it was not painful or itchy to save a hand.
"Good boy, don't be afraid. The chaos in the world cannot disturb your heart. The lotus emerges from the mud and remains unsullied. A truly strong man should face the filthy world and face the wind and face the wind without fear of what others say." Duan Yun said earnestly, patting her gently.
He patted Qing Ge on the shoulder.
Sing softly and sing softly.
Another gong sounded.
In the evening, the setting sun is like fire, and the clouds all over the sky seem to be glowing in the dark red fire.
Two gongs have passed, but the Eastern Emperor has yet to come up to the altar. Everyone is getting a little impatient with the wait.
"Towards the top of the list."
Duan Yun's voice appeared.
Immediately, countless people turned their heads to look.
But seeing the heavy curtains fluttering in the wind and the looming and graceful figure is even more fascinating.
A figure came slowly.
She held a delicate and lovely child in one hand and walked up to the altar with a cold air.
Her legs are a little lame, but this does not affect her beauty.
Like the sun and the moon, it makes people unable to take their eyes away. It is the brightest star in the world and the sharpest sword.
Little Baozi hugged Qingge's neck and put on a cold expression. Facing the gazes of hundreds of thousands of people, Little Baozi was not afraid at all. He was like a king, and he should have stood in the sky!