Chapter 528 The child still lacks a father
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight over a trivial matter, the expressions of Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng changed drastically, and they both stood up and prepared to pull away from their precious daughter.
Unexpectedly, the young man behind Su Jing suddenly inserted himself between the two of them and said to her in a gentle voice: "Miss Su Jing, please do your best. If you continue to fight, He dragged me here and there, but it was too much."
Su Jing glanced at the faint red mark on Bai Lian's wrist caused by Hai Teng, her eyes were downcast, and she couldn't stand it. Talk again.
Su Guanhai, who was about to rush out to stop the fight before he could stand up straight, suddenly stopped there like a frozen duck, with a look of disbelief on his face.
When did his A Jing become so easy to talk to?
What about the one who promised that every time he meets that girl from the Yin family, the swords and blood will be fierce and the mountains will be shaken until death?
Although I really don’t want to see these two girls fighting, because once they get into trouble, it will always end up with broken bones and muscles.
But now, my dear daughter, what does it mean when you suddenly bow your head and close your eyes obediently? I'm not afraid of being bullied severely by that girl from the Yin family.
It hurts to see his daughter fighting, but his daughter is silent and well-behaved, and the father is naturally afraid that she will be bullied.
Su Guanhai was so confused that his eyebrows almost knitted together.
Yin Dufeng was also unexpectedly surprised, and then felt a little proud, thinking that our daughter had been fighting with that paralyzed man for so many years, and finally she was able to stabilize her opponent's head.
Happy and gratified.
At this moment, when the Yin family's father was feeling happy, Balian turned his head, looked at Yin Baishuang, who had a cold expression on his face, and greeted kindly: "Miss Yin, are you there?" I haven’t seen Xiao Shou in a few days. How is he eating and sleeping recently? De Kexiang?”
The face of Miss Yin, who was arrogant just a moment ago, changed with shock. She covered the Qiankun treasure bag at her waist with both hands, and her voice suddenly became sharp and alert: “You...what are you hitting? What’s on your mind? ”
All stuttered.
Bailian thought for a moment, organized his words, and then comforted him with a very sincere attitude: "Don't worry, Miss Yin, I have no intention of being the father of your child."
It's okay not to explain, but this explanation has the meaning of deceiving others and plotting something evil, which makes Yin Baishuang feel even more horrified.
She Xindaoshou liked him so much. If he really had that intention, wouldn't she have to find a father for the little guy to provide for him? !
How is this possible!
Tears welled up in her eyes, and her eyes were red. There was no trace of murderous intent. She stamped her feet angrily, and there was a hint of crying in her voice: "Go to hell!"
said Finished, cover up With a small purse and a twist of her head, as if there was a vicious dog chasing behind her, she rushed out of the hall and ran away...
Yin Dufeng almost choked on his own saliva, my dear, what are you doing? Suddenly got scared? !
The two giants in the world of cultivation looked at the young man in the palace in shock and disbelief. They were speechless. They wondered what the origin of this guy was. Could it be that he had put a curse on those two girls and could actually eat them both? Dead.
How about taking the opportunity of toasting to ask him for advice and tips.
The two heads of state did not wait for the opportunity to toast and ask for advice. Another high-ranking female official from Kunlun Mountain, Miss Qingshui, walked into the hall step by step.
With a smile in her eyes, she gave a standard human forehead-supporting gift to Bai Lian and said: "Master Si Chen, I would like to invite you."
Bailian was startled, a little Puzzled: "Your Majesty...want to see me?"
Qing Shui He nodded with a smile: "Young Master, please move to Ziwei Pavilion."
Bailian looked at her deeply and didn't ask any more questions. He vaguely guessed that the reason why the empress wanted to see him this time must be because of the Bronze Gate. He opened his mouth and knew what he was doing. He nodded and stepped up to follow.
Qing Shui saluted and smiled, and suddenly stopped Su Jing with a gentle attitude: "Miss Su, please stop. The only person I want to see is Mr. Si Chen."
She lowered her eyes and looked at the sea between their wrists. Demonic Vine shook his head and smiled: "Qing Shui and There is no Gengjin sword to cut this thing off, so I can only aggrieve you two for the time being."
I saw the silver ring between the fingers of the gentle and gentle female official in front of me flickering slightly, and she held it in my palm. A pure bottle filled with clear water. She poured the clear water in the bottle over the withered vines. The withered vines that were originally only three village heads drank full of clear water and grew in an instant, spreading out around the feet of the two people.
Qing Shui smiled and said: "This is the spring water in my Kunlun Pure Pond. It can grow thousands of trees. Although I cannot kill this vine, I can make it grow infinitely in a short time. .”
Su Jing held her sleeves and looked at the vines without saying a word. She turned around and returned to her seat at the banquet, expressing that she was not interested in meeting the Kunlun God opposite.
The white and majestic Jade Palace of the Shrine is soaked in the night. The clouds in the sky are thick and graceful. It is difficult to see where the cold moon is. The feeling of spring cold comes from the cold Dai in the distant mountains, bringing with it the unique greenness of the grassland. Cold fragrance.
Crossing the corner of the court, the woman leading the way was replaced by the female official Qingshui. She was holding a green lantern in her hand, and her back seemed to be hidden in the mist and rain, which was very misty and beautiful.
Unlike the silence of the attendant who led the way at the beginning, Qing Shui's voice sounded softly, slightly sweet in the long night: "I wonder why the young master wants to become the master of Xianling City?"
Bailian followed her leisurely, lowering his head and looking intently at the road under his feet. He said, "I want to open the Bronze Gate of Ghost Mountain again."
The female official Qingshui stopped and suddenly turned around. The green light in her hand illuminated the two people's eyebrows clearly. The smile on her face did not diminish: "Young master, you know that the ghost veins in the mountains are related to the life of your maiden family, even if you are a mountain city." Lord, without the Queen’s nod, you are not qualified to open the Ghost Mountain.”
She took a step forward, raised her face, and the tip of her nose was almost touching Bailian. On the tip of her nose, her black eyes were slightly moistened by the night: "Even if you are the owner of the bronze door, you can't do it."
Bailian's eyes suddenly opened wide, and her aura as if she had already seen the whole situation made her He couldn't help but want to take half a step back, but when he met Qing Shui's eyes that were like thin smoke, his eyes darkened slightly and he seemed to have made up his mind. Instead, he followed her gaze and moved forward unceremoniously.
Qing Shui's pupils opened slightly, and there was a flaw in her calm and calm appearance. She leaned back with her flexible waist in slight surprise, her hair touching the ground, avoiding the close contact between the two people's noses.
Bailian put his hands behind his back and pressed back, leaning forward and pressing down. The tip of his nose cleverly stopped at a short distance: "Isn't it too early for the girl to say these things? What? ”
Darkness and the man's cold and unfamiliar aura enveloped him. Qing Shui's wrist shook slightly. The candle in the green lantern tilted, and the firelight overflowed, instantly burning the gauze lantern.
She threw away the burnt lantern with red cheeks. She wanted to raise her finger to poke this guy's face away, but she resisted in the end. She took a few steps back and said, "Don't do it. Please keep me waiting.”
Bailian stood up straight and smiled: “Okay, Miss Qingshui.”
The two arrived at Ziwei Pavilion soon.
In the inner hall, there are curls of smoke, soft snow on the ground, and wild flowers and sycamores blooming outside the antique terrace. The flower shadows overlap between the window lattice, giving it a wild and messy beauty.
Deep in the pavilion, the gauze curtains cut off the skylight and sight of the outside world. With the help of the lights, only two figures, one sitting and one lying down, could be faintly glimpsed.
“Mother, Master Si Chen has been brought here.”
There were only two people in the palace.
But Balian knew at a glance that the empress she was talking about was the one sitting and playing the piano.
He has never seen the appearance of the Emperor's Empress. The reason why he can identify who she is at this moment is just because the moment he stepped into the pavilion, he recognized the woman lying on the soft floor. Who is that girlish silhouette?
"Fang Geyu?"
Bailian almost ran as fast as he could, even directly ignoring the great being in the soft gauze tent, fearing that it would be like a dream come true, so he approached him fearfully.
(End of this chapter)