"Oh, your empress is indeed an unusual woman. I bumped into her by chance yesterday, so I reminisced about old times with her, but I didn't want to cause Ye Emperor to misunderstand her, and I had to trouble senior to explain it in front of Ye Emperor," Di Qianjue said.
Yin Yan frowned.
Could it be that this was why Di Qianjue came to him?
As if aware of Yin Yan's surprise, Di Qian said unhurriedly, "Senior, I don't know. The battle between Buddha, Fanxu and Xu three years ago was because Emperor Ye had a misunderstanding about me and just wanted to invite Miss Ling.
When I told him about it in the palace, I didn't expect it...but it's no wonder that Emperor Ye was seriously injured and unconscious at the time, and it's understandable that he didn't feel anxious when he saw Miss Ling later."
Yin Yan naturally knew about Mo Yan's injury three years ago. At this moment, if he could not hear the meaning in his words, he would be stupid.
"What exactly do you want to say when you come to me today? It's better to say it bluntly."
"Ha, senior is really sharp. In fact, you know that Emperor Ye is injured, but do you know how he got the injury?"
Di Qianjue suddenly smiled, "Ye Di was seriously injured, but it was Miss Ling's masterpiece."
"impossible!"
Yin Yan stood up suddenly, his face full of shock.
"How is it impossible? Even if Senior doesn't believe me, why not ask the people around him? Furthermore, looking at the entire Middle-earth, how many people can hurt him from behind?"
Di Qianjue's words were like a heavy blow, hitting Yin Yan's heart hard.
Yin Yan didn't want to believe it rationally, but when he thought about it carefully, he was extremely frightened.
No wonder Yue Wei kept silent about Yan'er's injury at that time. If he hadn't asked in person, he wouldn't have kept it secret for how long! He was confused at that time. With Yan'er's cultivation, even if Di Qianjue joined forces with the demons,
How could you hurt him so easily?
So...that's it!
Yin Yan's heart had already stirred up an uproar, and his face was cold, "It turns out that the Holy Lord came to me to punish me, but I won't believe what you say. Even if what you say is true, it is between them, I don't
Will intervene."
After saying that, Yin Yan stood up and said, "Resign."
Yin Yan turned and left.
Watching him leave, Di Qianjue's lips curled up slightly with a charming smile.
"Holy Lord, is this really useful? Will he believe it?" An Yi appeared.
"If this is the case, why don't you believe it? As long as he knows about it, no matter what the reason is, he will not allow a woman who may hurt Ye Moyan to stay by his side."
"The sage is wise."
Under the light and shadow, he smiled evilly and coquettishly, and murmured in a low voice, "I'm looking forward to what your expression will be if you know this..."
…
Ling Xuewei didn't know why, but her heart was always twitching and she was very uneasy.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Moyan seemed to notice something strange about her, his eyes darkened.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Meeting his gaze, Ling Xuewei's uneasiness gradually faded away for some reason.
"Yeah." Ling Xuewei nodded.
Ling Xuewei and Ye Moyan stepped into the banquet and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
There were all famous figures from the entire Middle-earth world present, and no one expected that the legendary Emperor of the Night would actually come in person.
Isn't he afraid of...?
The atmosphere of the entire banquet was a bit strange.
Ye Moyan was dressed in a black and gold robe. He was handsome, noble and mysterious.
He walked slowly, with an indifferent expression, as if he was a god who controls everything in the world.
The innate aura gives people a heavy sense of oppression.
Wherever he passed, the crowd was silent.
Everyone's eyes were filled with respect, fear, and fanaticism... But the women's eyes were different. They were obsessed with his handsome appearance, noble status, unparalleled power and status.
However, he soon noticed the woman following the emperor.
"Who is she? How dare you follow Ye Emperor?"
"You don't know? She is the legendary empress who was personally designated by Emperor Ye."
"What? Just her? I don't know how beautiful she is!"
"that is!"
The jealous eyes of the women shot towards him one after another. Ling Xuewei followed him up to the high platform without squinting, amidst the discussion and scrutiny.
Because of Ye Moyan's identity, he naturally took the seat.
Soon, Di Qianjue arrived.
Dressed in silver, her eyebrows are as picturesque as a fairy.
There was always a spring-like smile at the corner of his mouth, but those silver eyes emitted a strange and strange light from time to time.
In Ling Xuewei's opinion, this man always used a gentle appearance to disguise himself, but in fact he was so scheming that it was eye-catching.
After several contacts, even she couldn't figure out what Di Qianjue wanted.
Ling Xuewei suddenly looked into those silver eyes, which were clearly so far away, but they captured her accurately.
In an instant, Ling Xuewei felt as if her heart was being pinched by a pair of invisible hands, trying to pull her into an endless abyss.
Her heart was beating wildly, and she always felt that Di Qianjue's gaze made her feel as if she was being stripped naked.
Suddenly, Ling Xuewei's eyesight dimmed, and Ye Moyan's tall body blocked the aggressive sight.
Two men with the same aura and noble status faced each other from a distance, and fierce sparks sparked in their eyes.
Invisible fighting.
Contest secretly.
Not giving in to each other.
For a time, the atmosphere of the entire night banquet was like falling into an ice cave.
No one dared to breathe, and were trembling with fear.
"Oh."
Finally, it was Di Qianjue who withdrew his gaze first and walked to a high position to sit down.
At this moment, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It was as if they had just walked through the gates of hell. The aura of these two people was so strong that even the sect members who were used to big scenes couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
Yan Guan was speaking, but few people could hear him. All attention was focused on the two most eye-catching men on the high platform.
It has to be said that it is rare for these two people to appear in the same scene peacefully.
No one knows that they are like fire and water. Fanxu and Buddha have been fighting endlessly for hundreds of years.
The battle three years ago was still fresh in everyone's minds, but now they were getting along peacefully, which seemed strange no matter how they looked at it.
"I'm very happy that Night Emperor can come."
Di Qianjue said with a smile, "After all, I still admire Ye Emperor very much."
"That's serious." Ye Moyan looked indifferent, "Your Majesty invited me, so I still have to give you this face. After all, there are still many topics to talk about between you and me."
Ye Moyan's black pupils are as deep as a cold pool, making people shudder.
Di Qianjue smiled. Two equally handsome men were polite on the surface, but secretly they were turbulent.
Ling Xuewei saw that Yan Guan on the side was so frightened that he could hardly hold the edict in his hand, and his voice was trembling.
Silently lighting a candle for this poor Yan Guan, eyes slightly lowered, quietly being a bystander.
"The Empress is a bit silent today. Why, don't you like to see me?"
Di Qianjue's conversation suddenly changed to Ling Xuewei. For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Ling Xuewei.
The phrase "Empress and Empress", I don't know whether it is unintentional or deliberate, it has a bit of a serious meaning.
Against the gaze of everyone, Ling Xuewei raised her eyes, looked at God Qianjue with a hint of pressure, and suddenly smiled.
