The jade wine glass that Yu Ketian held in his hand was thrown into the corner by him. After a crisp "bang", the debris flew to the ground.

His sharp eyes swept towards the debris on the ground, and Yu Ketian couldn't help but let out a cold laugh

"Haha!"

"Nephew, are you alright?"

Seeing that Yu Ketian's eyes were bursting with bloodthirsty cold light, Emperor Yu Hao, who was sitting opposite him, hurriedly said with concern.

As Uncle Wang, the prince of Yan, and a friend of Taiwei Yu, Di Yuhao is also in a dilemma. Should he go to his nephew, or should he help his friend's son?

Whoever you are directed at will offend the other party.

As an elder, he thought in his heart how to act in order to be just right and impartial.

Just as he was about to speak, Emperor Yu Hao heard Yu Ketian ask coldly, "When he didn't marry Keqing, I remembered that he was his future brother-in-law. In such a dangerous place as the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang, I think about him everywhere.

Knowing this, Lord You knows. ”

"Hmm."

Di Yuhao nodded slightly, and comforted Yu Ketiandao, "Virtuous nephew, for the sake of this king, you also take a step back, okay?" He snubbed Princess Yan because he made her feel wronged. ”

As the uncle of Yan Wangye, of course Di Yuhao knew what Yan Wangye, who had reached the age of twenty-three, needed more. Even though the singer girl is not in a thousand ways, she has the child of Lord Yan after all.

Over the years, his nephew, Emperor Yan Emperor Jinchen, has not had any children with Princess Yan. Now that he finally heard about the happy event that Yan Wang Ye is about to become a father, how can he tolerate Yu Ketian to destroy Yan Wang Ye's good deeds?

"If I had known that she would come back to harm my sister, even if I didn't kill her, I should have given her to Gu Laojiu. gave it to him, and it was not in vain for me to have a fight with his master and servant. ”

A hint of gloom flashed in Yu Ketian's eyes, and he said.

Wang Ye You held the wine glass, and a trace of cold light passed through his deep eyes. "But Tianxian nephew, this king has a suggestion, what do you think?" ”

"Excuse me?"

The shopkeeper told Ji Qingge that Yu Ketian looked at the eyes of the prince at that time, full of expectation.

"That'...... How did Lord You propose to General Yu? Ji Qingge looked at the shopkeeper with a puzzled look and asked.

The shopkeeper reached out and touched his nose, and said in a low voice, "The voice is a little small, I didn't hear it clearly." ”

“……”

I didn't hear it clearly, so what else could I ask from his mouth? Ji Qingge was inevitably disappointed.

"But I heard General Yu say, 'That's not going to work. I witnessed the misfortune of my eldest sister Keqing, and I can't bury my little sister Keying's happiness for the future of the Yu family. ’

They chatted for a while, and then left the private room. But ......"

The shopkeeper looked at Ji Qingge with shrewd eyes, twisted his fingers, and said, "I can't remember what happened after that." ”

At a glance at the greedy face of the shopkeeper, a strange light flashed in Ji Qingge's eyes. She said lightly, "You have this memory, it's time to take some medicinal soup to make up for it." ”

After that, Ji Qingge opened the door and left the private room and walked out of the painting boat.

She raised her eyes and subconsciously looked at the painting boat where Yan Xiyun was. I saw the woman standing at the bow of the boat, with fluttering red clothes, and I could tell at a glance that the woman was not Yan Xiyun.

I didn't see the figure of Yan Wangye.

Out of the painting boat, even the sun shining on his body did not make Ji Qingge feel the slightest warmth.

She sighed softly, lifted her deerskin boots, and walked towards the cobblestone path by the lake. The road is sparsely populated.

After walking for about half an hour, she counted all the pedestrians she met on the road on ten fingers.

Reaching out and tucking the hair of his sideburns, Ji Qingge raised his eyes to look at the majestic ancient buildings not far ahead. That magnificent building complex carried the dreams of many Xiyue women, and also shattered the dreams of many Xiyue princes.

Looking at the complex, Ji Qingge's heart fell into a painful entanglement.

In all fairness, she didn't want Di Jinxuan to live in the East Palace and become the son of heaven of the Xiyue Dynasty. It's not that she doesn't seek to be motivated, but she yearns for riding a horse with him and sharing the prosperous ordinary life of life.

But she also knew it in her heart, because he was the third prince and the prince. Therefore, her insignificant wish could neither be known to him, nor dared to be made known.

The only thing she can do now is to stand behind him and silently support him and help him win the heir.

When he walked to a gazebo around the corner, Ji Qingge saw a familiar white shadow. The man's sword eyebrows were deeply locked, a trace of bloodthirsty coldness flashed in his eyes, and the direction in which his gaze stayed was the direction where Jinghu Yiyuan Restaurant was located.

Ji Qingge, who was dressed in an ice blue robe, came to Yan Fengxing and said in a low voice

"Brother Xing, are you here too?"

Hearing Ji Qingge's familiar female voice, Yan Fengxing let out a faint "um". "Is that you?" "I didn't expect to meet Princess Xiao by Jinghu, and I didn't expect her to be wearing men's clothes.

"Do you have something on your mind?"

Ji Qingge said with concern.

"Can you take a step to speak?" Although there are few pedestrians on the path by Jinghu Lake, you can be cautious, but you still don't want to talk about important things on the roadside.

"Okay."

Ji Qingge smiled slightly and said.

Stretching out his hand and pointing to a teahouse in front of him, Yan Fengxing proposed, "Go and taste tea and chat, okay?" ”

"Okay."

Ji Qingge followed behind Yan Fengxing, followed him to the Yan Teahouse, and walked to the private room on the third floor.

After waiting for the shopkeeper to enter the private room to make tea and deliver the pastries, Yan Fengxing said lightly, "Stand down." ”

"Yes, Childe."

When there were only him and Ji Qingge in the private room, he said in a low voice, "This teahouse was opened when my grandfather was still alive." It is said that ......"

Yan Fengxing mentioned Xingyu to Ji Qingge, and blamed, "Since the princess has long known that she is my sister, why don't you tell me?" ”

"I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it."

This is absolutely the truth, and it is not that she deliberately wants to hide what Yan Feng is doing.

"But you're not me, how can you know what I really think? If I didn't care about her at all, how could I have tried my best to do whatever she asked me to do after I met her in Prince Xiao's suburban mansion? ”

Yan Fengxing let out a long sigh and said, "If I had known that she was my own sister, even if it was my half-sister, I wouldn't have ...... Watching her being bullied. ”

Raising his eyes to look at Ji Qingge, he said in a low voice, "You are good to her, she plans to repay her with her life." ”

Listening to Yan Fengxing's sad words, Ji Qingge looked at him with a shocked face, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?" ”

"Yan Wang Na side concubine, today held a recruitment meeting at Jinghu Yiyuan Restaurant."

A touch of disdain flashed in Yan Fengxing's eyes, and he said, "But he chose a concubine, just a passing scene." Because since he returned to the Imperial City with Yan Xiyun, he rarely cared about other things. ”

"Hmm."

is so inseparable, even if he becomes the son of Xiyue in the future, he does not dare to guarantee that King Yan will not abandon the affairs of the court.

Ji Qingge cleared his throat and responded lightly.