The story of 270 old antiques

Ye Qingli finally checked Tang Jiyao's pulse, and after making sure that there was no major problem, he let her rest well.

The night is like ink.

The people who were anxiously waiting outside the door saw Ye Qingli pushing the door against the light, and they were so excited that they almost burst into tears, especially Prime Minister Tang.

He is over half a hundred years old, he is old and has children, and he only has such a daughter, which is very distressing. I'm really afraid of melting in my mouth, and I'm afraid of falling off when I hold it in my hand.

This time, something happened to her daughter, she was really tormented in every way, she had no country to seek medical treatment, and she was even more depressed and sad in her heart.

He trembled and greeted him slightly, but he didn't dare to speak, just looked at Ye Qingli fixedly.

Ye Qingli knew that he was afraid, Tang Jiyao was already at the end of the crossbow, if he said something at this time, I am afraid it would only prove the result in his heart that he was unwilling to accept.

Ye Qingli said: "Don't worry, my lord, she's fine." After two days of cultivation, you will be able to restore your original appearance of flowers and moons. ”

The prime minister seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and there was such obvious suspicion on his face, more joy, and horror for fear that the good would be broken.

"You, you...... What you say is true?! ”

"Naturally, I vouch for my own head, there will be no problem!"

The prime minister's tears, which were already half a hundred, flowed down instantly, and he rubbed his robe, his eyes and nose were red, and he rushed in at once.

Ye Qing Liwan'er, at this time, the time is still left to their father and daughter.

The parent-child relationship in the world has its own appearance, but the emotions are about the same.

……

Back at the palace, it was already midnight.

Ye Qingli took advantage of the night soldiers' inattention to climb over the wall and returned to his room lightly.

The whole process was perfect.

She untied her robe and wanted to sleep, but just as she untied the long belt on the side of her clothes, a figure suddenly appeared, and Ye Qingli saw someone as soon as she turned her head.

She took two steps back and slumped down on the bed.

"Western Year?! Don't come out at night to scare people, people are scary, people are scared to death! ”

She patted her heart.

She was just thinking about Tang Jiyao and Ji Yishu, so she was very relaxed, but as soon as she turned her head, a big Buddha jumped out, looking at her with warm eyes.

It's scary at times, especially when you can't be unguarded.

"Do you have a problem?"

There must be a reason why it is "scary" to come out without sleeping at night.

Ye Qingli caged his clothes, and his momentum was a little weaker when his clothes were messy, and he was more neutral when he was neatly dressed.

"I want to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?"

Ye Qingli still wants to sleep.

Originally, she was going to break into the palace at night, but she felt that she still had a map that would be a little safer. It's not impossible to explore it yourself, it's just that the risk is too high.

"You say, you like antiques."

Xi Nian spoke, a cold and indifferent declarative sentence.

Ye Qingli raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter, if you have an opinion, I like old antiques, and I also like to collect treasures, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Qingli took out a kind of big sister's momentum, although Xi Nian's aura is very strong, she is not weak.

It's that strong.

"It's fine."

Xi Nian watched her slowly approach his figure, her eyes flashed with crystalline light, and her delicate face was full of stubborn disdain.

“…… I think it's good for you to do that. ”

Xi Nian didn't feel threatened at all, but finally confided in such a sentence.