"I'm really not happy about it," Ling Xuewei said lightly.
Her gentle words immediately caused a gasp of air from below.
Di Qianjue was also startled.
"What happened three years ago is still fresh in my mind. I am not as generous as the Holy Lord." Ling Xuewei spread her hands as she spoke, with a bit of a rogue but also a bit of seriousness, "I can't help it, women just hold grudges."
The expressions of everyone below were a little cracked.
Faced with this scene, I really don't know how to deal with it.
Because this woman... is so bold.
"Oh……"
Ye Moyan smiled, dotingly and indulgently.
Ye Moyan raised his hand and rubbed Ling Xuewei's hair, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Don't be rude."
But there was no hint of reprimand in those gentle movements?
Everyone who saw it felt inexplicably choked.
It was forcefully stuffed with dog food.
"oh."
Ling Xuewei immediately behaved like a well-behaved baby.
Di Qianjue looked at this scene and felt inexplicably unhappy for some reason. "It seems that your Majesty has a lot of opinions about me. That's really my fault. Why don't I invite your Majesty to the back hall for a chat after the banquet, which can be considered as my expression of gratitude?"
Sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.
Ye Moyan's eyes darkened, and a cold air appeared faintly on his body.
Di Qianjue's words were inexplicably provocative.
Ling Xuewei noticed the low pressure of Ye Moyan beside her, gently held his hand under her sleeve, squeezed it gently, but smiled on her face, "I shouldn't refuse the Holy Lord's invitation. It's just that... after the banquet, I
I want to go to Fuyue Pavilion with the emperor."
Di Qianjue's eyes flashed slightly, and he saw Ling Xuewei continue, "I heard that the scenery in Fuyue Pavilion in your capital is the best, so I wanted to go see it."
Meeting Ye Moyan's gaze, she smiled slightly, as brightly as a flower.
Ye Moyan's eyes softened, and the original coldness instantly faded away, leaving only a softness.
The two looked at each other as if there was no one around, as if they were the only ones left in the world, isolated from everything, and no one could interfere.
The smile on Di Qianjue's face did not diminish, but his silver eyes were cold.
The movement here caused a sigh of relief from below.
It was rumored that Emperor Ye loved this woman very much, almost to the heavens. Now it seems that the rumors are true.
How could this woman be so virtuous that the emperor valued her so much? Even her words and deeds were shameless and daring, and she was tolerated one by one.
It is truly a peerless favor, unheard of!
"The scenery of Fuyue Pavilion is indeed good, but if I say the most beautiful one, it must be in my palace."
Di Qianjue looked lazy, and his smile suddenly became a little more evil, "However, it's not surprising that the empress is not curious about the scenery in my palace. After all, you have seen it three years ago, right?"
These words have profound meaning.
It was obviously intentional to mislead everyone, and as expected, even everyone's eyes changed after he finished speaking.
Her eyes kept flickering between him and Ling Xuewei, and the atmosphere was extremely weird.
Ling Xuewei frowned, what on earth does this person want to do? Is it interesting to keep provoking him?
Before Ling Xuewei could speak, Ye Moyan beside her spoke, "Whether it was three years ago or three years later, her favorite has never been the Rosewood Palace."
As soon as he finished speaking, for some reason, the smile that Di Qianjue had been maintaining disappeared.
The Red Sandalwood Palace, I don’t know if it really refers to the Red Sandalwood Palace or something else.
One sentence, without any mercy, goes straight to the heart.
Ling Xuewei secretly applauded Ye Moyan, these words were so shocking, 666!
Two equally outstanding men competed secretly without giving in.
But it made the women below extremely jealous.
At this moment, who can't see that they are fighting for Ling Xuewei?
It is simply the reincarnation of a witch, not only His Majesty the Night Emperor, but also for some reason the Holy Lord is also fighting for her!
It is indeed a disaster!
For a moment, jealous, grievance, and angry eyes all shot towards Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei received a lot of hatred inexplicably again, which made her a little confused, but she secretly made another note to Di Qianjue in her heart.
This man, as expected, nothing good will happen if you meet him.
The palace banquet continues.
This heaven-sacrifice ceremony was unprecedentedly grand.
Naturally, the banquet was also of the highest standard, with mingling of drinks, shining lights, and huge momentum.
But if you ignore the turbulent undercurrent above.
The palace banquet is gradually coming to an end.
Unexpectedly, it went surprisingly smoothly.
Even Ling Xuewei was surprised.
I originally thought there would be something unexpected, but I didn't expect the whole night to be uneventful.
Until the palace banquet was over and she left the palace, she still didn't react.
Is it just... over?
Emperor Qianjue did not attack, and the palace banquet ended successfully. What happened?
Ye Moyan looked at Ling Xuewei's changing expression, reached out to pick her up, and rubbed her hair, "Don't keep thinking."
The good hair style was suddenly messed up. Ling Xuewei pursed her lips and said, "Don't rub my head all the time."
Ling Xuewei discovered that Ye Moyan was rubbing her head more and more often recently. She was not a pet!
snort!
Wandering around, we returned to the Yi Palace.
Ling Xuewei fell asleep unconsciously.
Perhaps because he was too 'tired' last night, Ye Moyan carried her all the way to the bed. During this period, she didn't even wake up.
After covering Ling Xuewei with a quilt, Ye Moyan looked at the bedside for a while and then left.
Night falls.
The moonlight flickered.
Ye Moyan stood with his hands behind his hands and looked into the distance.
The moonlight cast a hazy light and shadow on his face, making it dark and unclear.
After a moment, Yue Qing flew over and knelt down, "Emperor, we just got the news that all our people have arrived."
After a long time, Ye Moyan's cool voice came, "Well, pass the order and stay where you are."
"yes."
Yue Qing's figure flashed and then disappeared.
Ye Moyan has a tall and straight figure. At this moment, his eyes are as deep as a deep pool.
His slender fingers rubbed the ring on his thumb, again and again, wondering what he was thinking.
…
In the palace.
Di Qianjue also listened to the reports from the people below.
"The news just came from the spy, there is a strange movement outside the imperial capital, it seems that tens of thousands of troops have arrived. My subordinates look at it, it looks like Fanxu's army."
There was no surprise on Emperor Qianjue's face when he heard this, "Ye Moyan has always acted carefully. If he dares to go alone, he must have made complete preparations."
"Holy Lord, what should we do now? Fanxu has already prepared, our plan..."
"It doesn't matter, I've already anticipated this. You can proceed as planned."
"My subordinate understands."
…
The next few days were uneventful.
Ling Xuewei almost forgot that she was in Buddha, being dragged around by Ye Moyan all day long, so leisurely.
In the past few days, Di Qianjue did not show up, as if he had completely forgotten them. On the contrary, many people from various aristocratic families and kingdoms came to visit, but they were all received by Yue Qing, but Ye Moyan did not show up.
These people originally wanted to cling to him, but after the gifts were delivered, they left without any complaints.
But Ye Moyan directly left his official duties and took Ling Xuewei to travel around.
Those who didn't know, thought he was here just to take her to play.
Ling Xuewei knew in her heart that a storm was coming.
