There was only Qinghe who wanted to see Shufeng, and halfway through the hearing arranged for Shenxun to go to the dormitory, and only took Qinghe to Shangqing Palace, where Shufeng lived.

Hearing this, she only sent her outside the hall and turned to leave, Qinghe Ning paused and walked in.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Qinghe smelled the familiar ink fragrance, and he had smelled the ink fragrance on Qirong's body in the divine tree space before, and now he smelled the same smell on another Qirong, and his inner feelings were indescribable for a while.

The hall was deserted, empty, and gave people a feeling of loneliness and desolation for no reason, this feeling made Qinghe frown, this atmosphere should not belong to Qirong.

I kept walking in, and I saw the wind by the window, he was dressed in white, holding an ink pen, and I didn't know what he was writing.

Qinghe walked into him step by step, her steps were very light, but she knew he could hear it.

The watery eyes looked between his eyebrows, moving down a little, his eyebrows, red eyes, the bridge of his nose, his thin lips, until his white fingertips, and he looked at the desk for a long time.

He's painting.

And it's still her who paints it.

One hook and one stroke, one line at a time, she is vividly painted.

It's just that when the painting is finished, only a pair of eyes are missing.

Su Feng stopped writing, "I can't draw." ”

Qinghe brushed his hand and took the pen, "If you can't draw, you won't draw, why should you be obsessed with painting if you are in front of you." ”

Qinghe put down his pen and looked up at him.

The eyes were so anxious that Sufeng didn't dare to look back at her.

After a long time, he said the second sentence, "You, what's your name?"

"Qinghe, Qingtian's Qing, and Yan's harmony. ”

"Qinghe...... Did you know me before, and why did I feel so familiar when I met you?"

Qinghe smiled: "Of course I know, you are my husband." ”

Su Feng looked at her fiercely: "Husband, what is it?"

Qinghe's eyes suddenly became a little complicated when he looked at him: "You don't know what husband means?"

She stretched out a hand and put it on Su Feng's forehead, she didn't have a fever, don't be stupid.

The cold hand, but the wind felt a warm current slip into his heart, stirring up a thousand waves.

The palm of her hand was attached to her hand, and her red eyes were as bright as rubies, shining a little when he looked at her.

Qinghe didn't withdraw his hand, but instead raised his other hand and attached it.

Su Feng paused, and attached another hand.

The four hands are stacked together, and there is a strange and beautiful feeling.

The two lines of sight collided together, there was no spark or passion, some just found each other's peace of mind.

This is what the fourth saw when he came in.

The originally respectful and polite look became sharp and cold when he saw Qinghe, and he immediately put on an expression of disgust and resentment, but he didn't vent it because of the presence of the wind in the past.

Such a look naturally attracted Qinghe's attention, she withdrew her hand and looked at the door of the hall, facing the undisguised rejection of the fourth child, she seemed much lighter, but she wondered in her heart, she didn't do anything, why did this person hate her so much.

Qinghe has always been casual and chic, doing his own thing, and he doesn't pay much attention to the thoughts and attitudes of others, but occasionally complains in his heart.

In this world, except for friends and lovers, there is no one else who can take her to heart.

It's a pity that the fourth child doesn't think so.

For this arrogant Protoss of the Divine Realm, how could human beings be worthy of the divine and powerful Protoss, if they were weak and impure, and their cities were complicated.

Moreover, the goddess of the divine realm is holy and smart, one in a thousand, and she is the best candidate to match the god monarch, although the woman in front of her looks good, but after all, she is a human being, and her status has fallen a lot, not to mention the strength of cultivation, to put it mildly, there is nothing to compare.

The fourth child's cloudy and shrewd eyes rolled and swept over Qinghe and fell onto the body of the Shufeng Divine Monarch.

The Shufeng Divine Monarch is different from these gods, he is the last ancient god left over from the ancient era, with a respected status and noble status, and he is the object of awe of all the gods.

And such a god, his marriage Hongchen should also be the top priority in the divine realm, only a holy goddess is worthy of such a noble bloodline, and the combination of the two can give birth to the purest descendants of the gods.

That will be the leader of the new generation of Protoss, with supreme power, leading the Protoss to expand its territory, unify the Three Realms, and become the true head of the Three Realms.

This great plan must not be broken by a human woman.

He suppressed the restlessness in his heart, stepped forward and said: "Shenjun, my subordinates have newly found a few maids, and they are all doing well, so do you want to go and take a look, if there is something pleasing to the eye, you can be promoted." ”

This maid is different from Gong E, she is not a subordinate to serve, but a well-trained female official, most of them are daughters or apprentices of other gods, and they have to participate in training when they reach adulthood, practicing magic and etiquette, just like modern women's teaching classes.

The purpose of this is nothing more than two things, one is to be promoted to a goddess, you can choose a husband among the outstanding young people of the god clan, and cultivate an excellent heir for the family.

The other is to improve your own abilities. Although the Protoss was born with divine power and did not need to cultivate, their combat power and magic strategy were relatively weak, and some were even inferior to ordinary people's cultivation, so they accepted this kind of training.

There are not only women but also men in this kind of training class, but the vast majority of maids are going to be promoted to goddesses, and there are very few who simply want to train themselves.

These training classes have teachers who are specifically responsible for teaching, and they have to conduct phased tests every once in a while, and the fourth child, as the seniors of the older generation of the god realm, has nothing to do with the training class regardless of his identity or position, but he is just happy to do it, and he will personally go over to supervise every time the training class is tested, and they are all with a straight face, and the maids are frightened every time, for fear that they will not be kicked out if they are not good enough.

No, a few days ago, a round of testing was just conducted, and the fourth child selected a few handmaidens with good qualifications, thinking that there had not been an excellent goddess in the god realm for a long time, and it happened that the Shufeng Shenjun came back from the next session, so this time he reported it, and wanted the Shufeng Shenjun to select one or two maids to be promoted, so as to realize his reproduction plan.

He didn't pay much attention to Qinghe's appearance, because he was sure in his heart that the Divine Monarch would not like a human woman, but the scene he saw just now made him faintly worried, and it was better to promote the goddess as soon as possible, so as not to cause any changes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qinghe looked at Su Feng, saw that he had regained his indifferent expression, and selectively ignored the words of the fourth child.

The slight frown showed his annoyance, it seemed that the fourth child often reported this matter to him, but he never received a response.

"It doesn't hurt to go and see it. Qinghe said softly.

Shufeng raised his eyes to look at her, and said "um" for a moment.

The interaction between the two made the fourth child unhappy for a moment, but he quickly hid it, respectfully leading the way in front, and cast a warning look at her when his eyes swept over Qinghe.

Qinghe didn't see it, and calmly followed the wind out of the hall.