Hearing this, Xuanyuan Qi's alarm bell rang loudly, like a lion exploding in an instant. He gritted his teeth and said, "Father, Concubine Xia is the younger sister of Xia Shangshufu, Zuodao. I'm afraid that Concubine Xia will hold a grudge about Xia Siqiong."
"Let's go to the Sky Tower."
Emperor Shenwu, a touch of sadness.
He is very sleepy.
The two deep dark circles under his eyes were about to fall to the ground.
...
Sky Tower.
The news that Concubine Xia was going to pray with Miss Ye San swept through Chang'an City like autumn leaves.
People from all families came to the Sky Tower to watch the excitement.
Especially Qin Qianqian from the Qin Sect of Martial Arts, who was clearly still recovering from his injuries and pushed his wheelchair to the foot of the Sky Tower.
She will never miss every moment of Ye Chuyue's embarrassment.
As for Xia Ruyan, she lost a lot of weight in one day, her eyes were red and swollen, and her eyelashes were filled with tears.
It seemed that Xia Siqiong's death had a great impact on her.
It's just that Xia Ruyan is dressed in neon clothes, her black hair is neatly combed, the beads and hairpins in her bun are very particular, and the powder on her cheeks is also priceless.
The young talents around who admired Xia Ruyan were all sympathetic to her.
In their minds, Ye Chuyue is nothing more than a savage beast.
After all, there is also the most ugly woman in Chang'an City.
Ye Chuyue deserves to be at the top of the list, and Xia Ruyan is the opposite extreme.
Several young men in fine clothes gathered together and glared at Ye Chuyue with righteous indignation, as if they were enemies who killed their father:
"This Ye Chuyue is just ugly, but her thoughts are so vicious that she actually killed a genius in the city for a little beast."
"In my opinion, for such an immoral and ruthless scourge, she should be labeled as a ninth-class slave."
"Xia Mei is so kind. When my sister passed away, she stayed up all night, but I felt so sorry for her."
"It's not like someone doesn't even recognize his biological father."
The voices of these noble gentlemen were not deliberately lowered.
Everyone in Yunxiao Tower heard it clearly.
Under the sycamore tree on one side, Xiao Li was wearing a simple and elegant black outfit, with his hands folded across his chest and one leg bent on the tree trunk.
She lowered her head slightly, her broken hair lightly covering her eyebrows, and a cold light flashed briefly in her eyes.
The more those people talked, the more excited they became. Xia Ruyan held the handkerchief and felt as sick as a baby, which made people even more distressed.
"If you want me to see it, you should drive Ye Chuyue out of Chang'an City..."
One of them, a young man who was born in the Ministry of War of the Right Road, was spitting at the mouth and talking non-stop.
"Have you said enough?" Sen Han's voice sounded from the left. The young man turned his head and saw Xiao Li approaching.
"Miss Xiao?" The young man was respectful and did not dare to offend.
Xiao Li made a fist with his right hand, and from bottom to top, with full force, he hit the young man's jaw.
The young man screamed and saw Xiao Li grabbing his neck and smashing his strong body to the ground.
The long marble floor has always been solid.
At this moment, several cracks actually appeared.
Xiao Li looked gloomy and said in a sinister tone: "I ask you, have you said enough?"
The young man had one of his teeth knocked out and was vomiting blood. He was terrified and said, "Say...said enough."
It seemed that if he refused to give in, he would meet the God of Death.
Xiao Li let go of his hand and walked back to the sycamore tree indifferently.
She looked at Ye Chuyue from afar, and a smile appeared on her lips.
Her lips moved silently, as if she was saying: Tear down the Sky Tower and let these losers know that the daughter of the Hou family is not a loser.
Chu Yue stood in the royal family and looked at Xiao Li.
The breeze blew her hair.
The red dress was raised like a victory flag.
The two looked at each other.
We have never interacted with each other before, but at this moment, we have a destined bond and tacit understanding.