Yan Yu frowned and said: "Princess Shangting's poisonous miasma requires Ge'er's heart-protecting formation. I'm afraid the idea of the Ten Palaces also came from Yun Shen."
"Demon God, the Qing Emperor is dealing with another matter in the Immortality Realm. The Cloud God took advantage of this to hold a wedding banquet and came to Shenyue City. The wedding banquet is fake, and the heart-protecting formation that wants to snatch Ge'er is real." Yan Bingtong
His eyes were cold, he clenched the Red Flame Scepter tightly, and his face was full of evil spirits.
As if thinking of the little bun in his arms, all the anger and evil spirits disappeared, and he gently rubbed the little bun's head.
Little Baozi cocked his neck and raised his head to look at Yan Bingtong, blinking curiously.
"It seems that Lord Chi Yan got very angry in the Tenth Palace today." Qingge said with a smile.
"You're still smiling." Yan Bingtong frowned and sang softly, but her eyes were full of doting.
Little Baozi broke away from Yan Bingtong's arms, walked on the ground, clenched his fists and waved: "Whoever wants to take away my mother's things, Ye'er will definitely not let her go!"
All the people felt dumbfounded.
The pavilion was cool, Qingge and the others were chatting and laughing happily. Yan Bingtong looked at the pair of children and the living treasure of Little Baozi, and forgot about the unpleasantness that happened in the Ten Palaces.
While I was enjoying myself in the pavilion, the maid came in haste.
"Lord Chi Yan, the Seventh Princess and Crown Prince Xuanyuan are here." The maid said anxiously.
Yan Bingtong frowned: "What are they doing here?" Because of her grandfather, Yan Bingtong really hated the Seventh Prince's family.
Soon after, a man and a woman walked into the courtyard of Chiyan Mansion and headed straight for the pavilion.
Yan Bingtong's eyes darkened, and the anger around her became even more intense: "It seems that this Chiyan Mansion needs to be replaced by a bunch of useless trash. You should be damned if you let people into the manor at will without the owner's consent!"
Qing Ge sat in the pavilion and turned to look at the Seventh Princess and Xuanyuan Lin from a distance.
The seventh princess is nearly sixty, but she is as beautiful as a girl, with bright eyes and white teeth. When she looks at her grandfather, her hair is already snow-white, showing her age.
This is the magical thing about the elves. Compared to other races, the elves age very slowly.
Xuanyuan Lin was dressed in a black robe, with a spring breeze on his face. He was quite arrogant and cold. He occasionally looked at Qingge and others, pretending to be arrogant, with a slight mocking look on his face.
The two came side by side. The seventh princess was wearing a purple dress. When she saw Yan Bingtong with a dark face, she smiled and said: "I heard that Lord Chi Yan was furious in the Tenth Palace. The prince may have offended Lord Chi Yan by speaking out. Chi Yan
Sir, please don’t blame me. I heard that Sir Chi Yan likes tea, so I specially found the best clear water and fragrant tea and came to apologize to the prince."
"Prince Xuanyuan is about to marry a wife. She is the daughter of the Cloud God, Princess Shangting of the Immortal Realm. However, he never thought that the princess would still have time to come to my Chiyan Mansion. It would be disrespectful to welcome her from afar." Yan Bingtong.
He sneered.
Qingge sat on the chair, resting her elbows on the table with her palms supporting her cheeks, turning her head slightly to look at Yan Bingtong.
When she was in the Four-Star Continent, she was most curious about Yan Bingtong, the famous Mrs. Yan in the Four Kingdoms.
Later, Yan Bingtong appeared, and she was completely different from the high-spirited and heroic figure she had imagined.
After being imprisoned for twenty years, she was reduced to a skinny bag and became a beggar who came to Dingshan Mountain to look for her.
Now in Yan Bingtong's words and between his eyebrows, Qingge seemed to see the Yan Bingtong of the past.
She is flamboyant, arrogant, and like a knight-errant.
Thinking of this, Qingge looked at Yan Bingtong and smiled stupidly.
It feels so good to have the feeling of being a mother.
Xuanyuan Lin looked at Qingge with a smile on his lips, his eyes gradually darkened, and he said straight to the point: "Miss Ye, you are fine. I offended you a lot in the Eighteenth Hall last time, so please don't take it to heart."
"Prince Xuanyuan, you said, I have to take it seriously, what should I do?" Qing Ge tilted her face, looking at Xuanyuan Lin innocently and harmlessly, and blinked her beautiful eyes.
Xuanyuan Lin's words stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down, as if all his strength was being hit on cotton.
Even the seventh princess's face suddenly changed.
She has seen a lot of ungrateful people, but she has never seen such ungrateful people. She did not take her Seventh Princess and Crown Prince Xuanyuan seriously at all.
"Miss Ye, tell me what you want to do before you are willing to laugh away your grudges." The seventh princess smiled.
"That day in the Eighteenth Palace, Crown Prince Xuanyuan was so scary that I almost fell ill. Since the Seventh Princess wants to laugh away her grudges, how about giving her 20 million yuan as compensation for mental damages?
"Qingge said with a calm face and a calm heart.
The seventh princess was a very patient and good-tempered person. When she heard Qingge's words, she felt so shameless that she couldn't refute them for a moment.
On the other hand, Xuanyuan Lin was young and energetic, and he couldn't bear to see such things or hear such words.
"Ye Qingge, how dare you be so presumptuous? You are blackmailing me!" Xuanyuan Lin stared at him with wide eyes, "You look like you are sick with your red face and energetic look? You are really talking nonsense with your eyes open."
The reporter said that that day in the Eighteen Palaces, facing the thundering king of the Three Palaces, Qingge could drink tea happily and interrupted the punishment three times. Is this like a timid person who would be frightened?
Qingge sighed and said: "Prince Xuanyuan, this is a disease, a heart disease, you can't see it."
"Doctor Dongfang, come and see how this disease is." Qingge said with a smile: "Prince Xuanyuan, the Seventh Princess, this Medicine King's disciple will not lie to others, right?"
Dongfang Po was stunned for a moment, feeling like he was on a pirate ship.
Dongfang Po is indeed unreliable on weekdays, but he is a well-known doctor and will never deceive others.
He sat next to Qing Ge and looked at Qing Ge's body. He found that his body was in great shape and there was no disease at all.
When Dongfang Po was about to express his conclusion, Jiu Ci held the pear blossom cake and bumped against Aventurine Cod on his shoulder: "Brother Dongling, do you think this pear blossom cake looks like the thunder last night?"
"It didn't rain last night, so there seemed to be no thunder?" Aventurine said bluntly.
Dongfang Po's expression changed, he stood up immediately and clasped his fists towards the Seventh Princess: "Seventh Princess, Miss Ye has a very serious heart disease. As far as I know, this disease is caused by being frightened."
The seventh princess was stunned.
She and Xuanyuan Lin came here on important matters, but she never thought that she would be the first to be blackmailed by this guy before she said anything?
Previously, the Seventh Princess joked in front of the Seventh Palace King that the God of Thunder was after all the Palace King of Shenyue City, yet he was blackmailed out of nine million yuan by a girl. It was really funny.
Now that the matter has fallen on her, the seventh princess understands the thorny difficulties involved.
"Doctor Oriental, are you sure?" the seventh princess said good-naturedly.
Dongfang Po wanted to speak again, but saw Jiu Ci cough and looked up at the sky: "It doesn't rain or thunder today. What's going on?"
Aventurine looked at Jiu Ci with a puzzled expression.
"Seventh Princess, I pledge with my master's head on my neck that I am absolutely telling the truth!" Dongfang Po almost swore to God. His serious and serious look really didn't look like a lie.