"The Third Highness hasn't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. Bai Yue leisurely walked in front of Lian Song.

"You, are you a human, or a ghost?" Lian Song was a little surprised and incoherent.

"If it's a ghost, do you dare to appear in front of your Third Highness?" Si Ming glanced at Lian Song with disdain.

"That's right, why did you suddenly come to the Heavenly Palace?" Lian Song nodded approvingly, thinking about it and thinking that this was also the case.

If his thoughts were known to Si Ming and Cheng Yu, he would definitely laugh at him for being narcissistic and crazy.

"I want you to do me a favor. Bai Yue showed a charming smile.

"I, when do you need my help!Say, what's the matter?" Lian Song felt strange, she had a fox emperor's father, an uncle Zhenyan, a sister of the female monarch, and a god of war, what could not be done, and she needed his help? Although it was not clear what Bai Yue's favor was, it made Lian Song a little embarrassed, and there was something that Mo Yuan and Zhiyan couldn't do.

"I hope you don't meddle in the affairs of Sang and Shaoxin. Bai Yue stated her purpose.

"What do you mean?" Lian Song was surprised, could it be that Bai Yue wanted to make a big deal about it?

Literally. Bai Yue coldly poured a basin of cold water on Lian Song, and then gave him a bomb. "Besides, I have a crush on your prince's nephew. ”

"What? Don't you already have Mo Yuan's god? Why did you suddenly fall in love with Yehua? Could it be because he was younger than Mo Yuan?" Bai Yue's bomb blew up Lian Song dumbfounded, and Lian Song's brain was opened.

"Talking nonsense, I'm not afraid to flash my tongue. Bai Yue and Si Ming glanced at Lian Song, how could they all think so: "Our Qingqiu Bai family doesn't look down on that mulberry nationality, my family is a female monarch of Qingqiu in the Eastern Wilderness, and she is about to ascend to the gods, so naturally I want an excellent man to match my family." ”

Si Ming despised Lian Song fiercely in his heart, Baiyue Shangshen couldn't even look down on my emperor for the sake of Moyuan Shangshen, how could he look down on a child who was 70,000 years younger than himself.

"But my nephew is only 70,000 years old, and the Qingqiu Lady is already 140,000 years old. Lian Song was a little unhappy, after all, Yehua was grown up by him.

"The gods and goddesses from all over the world have lived for so long, and they haven't seen anything strange, it's just a trivial matter, and they won't and don't dare to say anything. Bai Yue felt that Lian Song was a little fussed.

"But ......" Lian Song was still a little hesitant.

"If you say more, I will let Chengyu tell you. Bai Yue raised an eyebrow and threatened.

"Don't, don't, I'll promise. Lian Song hurriedly raised his hand and agreed, in fact, Lian Song knew in his heart that this turmoil could only be calmed down by Yehua, the prince of the Heavenly Clan, but after all, Yehua was a little wronged. "Apparently you planned everything, just to inform me. ”

"Don't be so straightforward, then this matter will be up to His Royal Highness Lao San. Bai Yue smiled and raised her hand to salute.

Lian Song snorted coldly and hurried to chase Sang.

"Isn't the god afraid that His Royal Highness will be angry and let it go?" Si Ming was a little curious about Bai Yue's confidence.

"He won't, you and Lian Song Chengyu have often been together all these years, don't you know Lian Song's temperament?" Bai Yue looked at Si Ming and said firmly.

"Huh. Si Ming smiled suddenly.

Even Song also inherited the nature of the dragon family, born amorous, but completely different from the mulberry, he is a person who takes care of the overall situation, this time the mulberry nationality has been decided, if because of the mulberry nationality caused Qingqiu and the Celestial Clan to have a mustard, it may be a catastrophe for the Celestial Clan, Lian Song wants to protect the Sang nationality, the only way to get the best of both worlds is to find a better candidate to appease the anger of the Fox Emperor and the Qingqiu clan, and this person is not him, an excellent nephew who will fly to the immortal at the age of 20,000, the prince of the Celestial Clan, Yehuajun.

Si Ming was a little in awe of the strategizing woman in front of him, and couldn't help but mourn for Lian Song silently: Third Highness, you have been trapped, how can you fight such a cunning fox.