The palace was actually very quiet at night. There were abnormal sounds coming out of the palace where Fang Hao and An Mu lived.
But in the Holy City outside the palace, many people had no intention of sleeping.
Qingmiao was in a room of her mansion, and someone set up a small stove with a small pot on it, and bursts of white gas came out of it.
Youlan, who is now in her twenties, has become more and more graceful and beautiful.
It's just that her movements are still a little less mature and a little more carefree as a girl.
Qingmiao looked at her sister with a bit of doting. She cared about her sister very much and had been protecting her sister's growth. She absolutely didn't want Youlan to be harmed in the slightest.
At this moment, Youlan smiled and said: "Sister, I heard that Fang Hao is back, have you seen him?"
"Why are you looking at him? He hasn't been back for so long. He must be in the palace, enjoying the good life of a beautiful wife and concubine." Qingmiao's tone was calm, without any extra emotion.
Youlan sighed and said: "Well, it would be great if you, sister, become the empress of the imperial concubine. Then we sisters will work together to defeat all the other women of my brother-in-law. Then, sister, you will be the empress."
Mother Yi Tianxia, the mistress of Da Qin, how wonderful!"
"How many times have I told him not to call him brother-in-law, but you just don't listen!" Qingmiao's face turned cold at this moment, with strong anger.
Youlan was stunned. It seemed like it was the first time she saw her sister being so angry with her. She couldn't help shrinking her neck and said in confusion: "Sister, I... I can't change it for a while."
"You have to change even if you can't change it." Qingmiao glared at his sister.
Youlan chuckled and said, "Yeah, sister, I will never do it again in the future. I know that sister is sad."
At this time, Qingmiao's face gradually became serious. Looking at Youlan, he felt a lot of reluctance and helplessness.
She whispered: "Youlan, if I leave, just follow Fang Hao and don't run around."
Youlan was stunned and stared at Qingmiao with her beautiful eyes wide open. She seemed to have realized something and suddenly became anxious: "Sister, I promise that I will never call you brother-in-law in the future. I will call you Fang Hao. Don't be angry with me. You...
…You can’t just ignore me!”
"Youlan..." Qingmiao's tone was a little cold and dejected: "I'm not angry with you, but I may have to go somewhere far away, and I won't be able to take care of you by then."
"I'll go with you, don't leave me alone, this... I'm... scared!" Youlan's eyes turned red suddenly, as if she was about to cry.
Qingmiao suddenly burst into laughter, but the bright eyes on that smile flashed with countless reluctances and reluctances.
Qingmiao smiled and said: "Look, I'm joking with you. How could I leave you? I'm just looking at you, this damn girl, to see if you are heartless!"
Youlan suddenly let out a long breath and said angrily: "Sister, you scared me to death. This joke is not funny at all."
"Well, no more joking, you go and have a rest. Sister will have to do business here for a while." Qingmiao smiled gently.
"Sister, if you're tired, don't do it. Fang Hao doesn't want you, so don't work for him. Let's go back to the sinful area." Youlan suddenly said seriously with a small face.
"Well, I'll think about it. You should go and have a rest." As he spoke, Qingmiao took out a scroll and read it.
Youlan seemed to have been really frightened just now, and she turned around and left the room.
After Youlan left, Qingmiao put down the scroll in his hand, with a somewhat gloomy look on his face.
At this moment, Qingmiao said calmly: "Come in."
A figure as silent as a ghost stood in front of the door, carrying it with one hand on its back, and walked into the room.
Qingmiao didn't seem to be surprised at all by this person. His expression was extremely calm, as if he had already expected this person.
This man's complexion was a bit abnormally red, as if his blood was abnormally rioting. He looked very young, as if he was not even thirty years old.
The red-faced man looked at the furnishings in the room and seemed to be curious about everything.
Finally, his eyes fell on the stove, looking at the steaming kettle, and he said in an indifferent voice: "This is my first time coming to your boudoir, and it smells good."
"Yang Zun, is it appropriate to talk about this at this time?" Qingmiao looked calm, but his tone was a bit displeased.
"Haha, it's just a great honor for me to have the honor to enter Miss Lin's boudoir." Yang Zun's red face showed a bit of the same expression, and the eyes he looked at Qingmiao were a bit greedy or evil.
"Be respectful, or get out!" Qingmiao's face suddenly turned cold.
"Haha, Miss Lin, please don't get angry. My master asked me to tell you that our actions cannot stop even after Fang Hao comes back." Yang Zun's eyes became a little cold.
Qingmiao suddenly frowned: "There are many experts in the Holy City, and Fang Hao is a rare expert. Taking action now is tantamount to seeking death!"
"My master asked me to tell you, don't forget your identity!" Yang Zun gave Qingmiao a cold look.
"You don't need to tell me my identity. Not now, no matter what. I can't put my sister in danger!" Qingmiao's face was also cold and high-spirited, as if there was no room for change.
Yang Zun looked at Qingmiao with extremely cold eyes and sneered: "I don't want your sister to be in danger. If you don't take action, won't your sister be in danger?"
"What do you mean!"
A cold murderous intention suddenly appeared on Qingmiao's body.
Yang Zun sneered indifferently: "Don't you know what I mean?"
Qingmiao took a deep breath, narrowed her eyes, and shouted coldly with an unyielding momentum: "I will never agree without being completely sure!"
"Don't worry, my master has already planned it to ensure that you and your sister are both in danger!" Yang Zun glanced at Qingmiao, a bit of greed reappeared in his eyes: "Besides, we can't bear to leave you sisters.
die."
Qingmiao frowned, with a bit of disgust in his eyes, but he said: "Can your master guarantee it?"
"Of course, you don't have to doubt my master's ability. No matter how powerful Huang Sha is, he is no match for my master. You can weigh it yourself. I hope you won't make a choice that will put you and your sister in jeopardy."
"Does my master know?" Qingmiao sighed and said in a low voice.
"Of course your master knows, otherwise I would come to find you?" Yang Zun waved his sleeves and sat on the stool.
Afterwards, the voices of Yang Zun and Qingmiao could no longer be heard, because the red-faced man was blocked by the mighty power of heaven and earth.
However, they did not notice that there was a figure on the roof opposite the house, standing there motionless for a long time.