As soon as Prime Minister Ren left, Yi Qiuxue asked Lu Jiang: "Did Master Xuantian say that he wanted me to accompany him to worship the sky?"

"Yes, princess, everyone in the whole continent knows about this!"

Midori replied with a smile.

Yi Qiuxue caressed her heart and chuckled.

After Lu Jiang left, he hurriedly called out Qiuqiu: "Where have you been in the past seven days?"

Qiuqiu looked bitter.

Where else can it go, naturally it was called by the gods to practice, and it didn't dare to say this to Yi Qiuxue, so he said flatly: "I'm sorry master, I'm asleep too!"

Yi Qiuxue patted its cat head angrily, "You are a nine-tailed cat, don't treat yourself as a pet cat, you only know how to eat and sleep all day long!"

Qiuqiu nodded like garlic, and the god had also told it this, so it was working very hard now.

The next day, Yi Qiuxue received a summons from King Yesheng.

Yi Qiuxue cleaned up and entered the palace with Ye Jiumo.

This is the second time she has met the Yesheng King after Yi Qiuxue's wedding, and she has no bottom in her heart, she doesn't know what to say when she sees the night wind singing?

Ye Jiumo sat in the same carriage with her, saw her uneasiness in his heart, and comforted her: "Don't be nervous, my father just saw that you were chosen by the Xuantian Master and wanted to talk to you!"

"Xuantian Master, is he here?" Yi Qiuxue looked at Ye Jiumo and suddenly asked.

Ye Jiumo smiled with his eyebrows: "You seem to care about the Heavenly Master very much!"

He smiled meaningfully, causing Yi Qiuxue to look away weakly.

"Who doesn't care about him on this continent!"

The sound of "old man" made Ye Jiu Mo's eyes suddenly cold.

He wanted to get angry, but he felt that the here and now was not suitable, so he held back, but this feeling made him very unhappy.

Yi Qiuxue didn't see Ye Jiumo's displeasure, when she mentioned Xuantian Master, she was very happy in her heart, and said in her heart: "People have saved my life several times, I haven't repaid such a great favor, of course, after repaying this life-saving kindness, I will find him to take revenge!"

Ye Jiumo looked at Yi Qiuxue's thoughts, and the two of them talked and laughed along the way, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

When they arrived at the gate of the palace, the two of them changed to walk according to the rules of the palace, and were led to the Qianyuan Hall by the old palace people around Ye Fengming.

The Qianyuan Hall is the place where the night wind Ming deals with government affairs, this point has been dispersed early, and the night wind is still sitting in the Qianyuan Hall to review and reciprocate.

The people of the old palace entered the palace to report, and when they heard the summons, Ye Jiumo and Yi Qiuxue entered the hall one after another.

"Son-in-law to meet my father!"

"The concubine knocks on Your Majesty!"

Ye Jiumo and Yi Qiuxue evoked one after another, and saluted to the night wind in the hall.

The night wind was dressed in bright yellow, wearing the crown of the Nine Dragons Title Jewel Emperor, and the heavy bead curtain hung down in front of his forehead, making his already cold facial features more and more majestic.

Night Wind is in his early fifties, and due to proper maintenance, it looks like he is no more than forty.

This person has handsome eyebrows and beautiful facial features, and he knows at a glance that he was also a handsome prince when he was young.

Yi Qiuxue can't see what kind of resemblance there is between Ye Jiumo and Ye Fengming, in terms of appearance and temperament, his son seems to be better than Lao Tzu.

Thinking that Ye Feng Ming and Chunyu Guoshi were mortal enemies, Yi Qiuxue guessed that it could not be that the old emperor had a leg with Jialuo's mother when he was young, which made Chunyu Guoshi unhappy, and used the excuse that Ye Feng Ming killed Jialuo's mother, so that Jialuo could find Ye Fengming for revenge......

When Yi Qiuxue was sketching the bloody plot, Ye Fengming suddenly spoke: "Mo'er, you step back first, and I will talk to Qianse alone!"

Night Wind Ming put aside the fold in his hand as he spoke, and walked to Ye Jiumo and Yi Qiuxue with his hands in his hands.

Ye Jiumo lowered his head, looked at Yi Qiuxue, and slowly withdrew from the hall.

The hall was so quiet that she could hear the heel pin falling on the ground, Yi Qiuxue was not used to this oppressive atmosphere, and looked down at the tips of her shoes, waiting for the night wind to speak.

Ye Fengming looked at Yi Qiuxue, chuckled, and then said to the palace man beside him: "Move a chair for the Ninth Princess!"

Yi Qiuxue saw that the old emperor was going to have a long talk with her, and hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty doesn't need to bother, the concubine can stand!"

"I'm afraid of Mo'er, he's worried!"

The night wind whistled to interrupt Yi Qiuxue, and after a while, the palace people had already moved the chairs.

The night wind roared back to the hall and raised his hand to signal Yi Qiuxue to sit down.

Yi Qiuxue was powerless to push back, and sat down obediently after bowing her head and thanking her.

"I want to know, Qianse, how did you know Xuantian Master?"

When these words came, Ye Jiumo had already reminded her that she was already prepared for this.

"My daughter-in-law has never seen the Heavenly Master, presumably Ah Mo has a deep friendship with Master Huaiyuan, and this time Master Huaiyuan must have recommended his daughter-in-law to the Heavenly Master!"

Yi Qiuxue's words are well-founded, and she can't find a flaw in the night wind.

She couldn't say that not only had she seen it, but Master Xuantian had also saved her life. But when she thought that a capable person like Xuantian Master was so close to her, with Ye Feng Ming's old scheming, she must think carefully, after all, on this continent, with the help of Xuan Tian Master, who would dare to fight Ye Sheng's idea? She didn't want to become Ye Feng Ming's pawn.

"Qianse don't be nervous! I'm just curious, since it was recommended by Master Huaiyuan, you are different. ”

Yi Qiuxue lowered her head and chuckled, but her heartstrings were tense all the time.

"In this case, I will rest assured that I will hand over the Nine Dragons Jade Pendant to you, Qianse, you must know that this jade pendant is related to the rise and fall of my Yesheng, and it must not be lost!"

Yi Qiuxue finally relieved her mouth when she saw the night wind mingling, and responded with a sigh of relief: "Qianse remembers His Majesty's teachings and never let the jade pendant fall into the hands of outsiders!"

Ye Fengming stroked his long beard and smiled.

During this conversation, Yi Qiuxue was tense throughout the whole conversation, and when she came out of the hall, she had already collapsed.

Ye Jiumo saw that she was so unproductive, and teased her: "Father is just chatting with you about some family things, you don't need to be so nervous." ”

Yi Qiuxue thought of the warning of the night wind, and she had to put her head on the blade every second.

She suddenly had a bad feeling that she was designed by someone.

On the way back to the palace, she was preoccupied, her mind was full of Xuantian Master and Jiulong Jade Pendant, and she didn't bother to take care of Ye Jiumo anymore.

Three days later, it was the day of the sacrifice, and Ye Jiumo asked people to urge Yi Qiuxue early in the morning.

And because she is the maid appointed by Master Xuantian, she can't go with Ye Jiumo today, but has to wait for Master Xuantian's people to pick her up in the mansion, and Ye Jiumo can only take one step ahead.

Yi Qiuxue changed into a maid's dress. This maid's costume is very heavy, and it is more suitable to say that it is not so much a maid's suit as a Taoist robe.

The robe was black and gray from the inside out, even the headband on her head was black and gray, she had no ornaments on her body, and her black hair was tied into a small crown that towered above her head, and was held in place with only a hairband.

The hairband was more than two meters long, half wrapped around the crown of her hair, and half hung down at her waist, making her whole person look more and more slender and flowing.

The ball burrowed headlong into Yi Qiuxue's sleeve, which was a common thing for it.

Qiuqiu felt strange, the Divine Venerable wanted to accept his master as a disciple, and he could speak directly, but I don't know why the Divine Venerable and his old man went around in such a big circle?

Is his old man really idle?