Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Ye Po, go check on the little girl who entered the palace today. Leaning on the soft couch, Ye Shiyi took a breath and reluctantly called out to Ye Po who turned to leave and said, It's said that it's Li Yan, Duke of Zhenbei. My daughter, but the two girls are about the same age, but they don’t look alike.”

Li Qingwan? Ye Po was silent for a long time and said: She is not Li Yan's biological daughter, but Mu Guiyun's posthumous child. When Li Yan was ordered to kill Mu Guiyun's wife, his wife was born prematurely and suffered a serious illness. Died in childbirth, leaving this little one behind, Li Yan adopted her as his own daughter.

Mu Guiyun's daughter! Ye Shiyi stood up angrily, his waist suddenly felt like a splitting pain, and he had to fall back again, holding his back for a while before he could catch his breath, and said angrily: How dare he secretly Keep her alive! Ye Po, since you know this, why don’t you do anything?

The seventh master said it. He said that he didn't want to add more sins to the master. It would be better to kill him together before he was born. Since he has been released, it is an innocent life. In fact, General He has roughly guessed it. Ye Po said solemnly.

What a sin... Ye Shiyi smiled cruelly and evilly, and said: I have enough on my body, I am not afraid of one more! That woman is not old, but she is extremely arrogant. In the palace, she dared to ignore the obstruction and even scolding of the imperial guards. Threatening the Imperial Guard, such a person will be a disaster if he remains!

But Li Yan...

Li Yan is not that stupid. I will ask someone to tell him directly about today's matter. If he has any objections to such a daughter, then there is no need for Li Yan to stay.

Ye Po looked at Ye Eleven blankly. He had never understood the difference between Ye Eleven and him so deeply at this moment.

Even though his injuries were so severe that it was even difficult to walk, Ye Shiyi still had every trace of his fearless domineering attitude. He despised all the heroes. As long as it was for that person, it didn't matter even if he was the enemy of the world. That was how many people he had killed. , after many lives and deaths, the proud and domineering spirit is engraved in his bones.

It was already March in Beigong Mansion, Datong Mansion Town, and the greenery had not yet reached the treetops. There was still a refreshing chill in the wind, just like Li Yan's mood at this time.

The letter had been crumpled into a ball by him, and the words on it were weighing on his heart like a mountain.

At that time, I felt soft-hearted and thought about leaving a place for Mu Guiyun. I always thought that no one knew, and I always thought that I was hiding it. It turned out that those people had already known about it, and they had just been condoning him. No, it was not condoning. Those people at the beginning, He Li only left him to guard Yanmen Pass, and it seemed that he was entrusted with an important task. However, as a military general, conquering cities and expanding territory is the place where he can gain the most military exploits. Although he, like Du Ming and others, was granted the title of national Gong, but compared with those people, especially compared with Gao Liu, Wei Lang and the others, who is he? Just guarding Yanmen Pass, even Datong was captured only because Shan Fu was transferred back.

He Li, we are brothers! Brothers for so many years, you don’t believe me!

Li Yan cried silently, his heart aching.

The death of the eldest daughter of the Zhenbei Palace due to a sudden illness did not cause much commotion, but the familiar ladies would sigh that it was a pity that the very beautiful little girl died.

A small hill was built in the backyard of Beigong's Mansion in Bianjing Town, and Li Qingwan's favorite things were buried in the hill. Li Ding'an, the prince of Zhenbei Gong, wiped away his tears and looked in the direction of the palace with a fierce look in his eyes. He stuck the dagger in his hand on the ground.

Ling Qingyu!

In mid-March, the Tenth Battalion of the Rakshasa Army went straight from Chengdu Road to southern Xinjiang, catching the Nanguang barbarians by surprise and attacking Dali like a sharp knife.

In April, Xiao Se conquered Nandan Manzhou.

On the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May, a huge dragon boat race was held in Bianjing. After half a year, Ye Shiyi appeared in front of the ministers for the first time and sat next to Ling Qingyu.

In Cheng Mansion, Cheng Xiang, who is already very old, is sitting in a rocking chair looking at the fireworks outside, with a lonely expression and dim memories in his eyes.

Father! Cheng Xu called softly, with some anxiety in his voice.

Glancing at his second son, Cheng Xiang sighed and said, Don't hang out with them anymore, Ye Shiyi, they are not people to mess with.

Ye Shiyi divided the Rakshasa Army into two, half to support Xiao Se in southern Xinjiang, and half to Du Ming. He went to Beijing to recuperate. Those people thought this was an opportunity, thinking that Ye Shiyi had to do it under the pressure of Ling Qingyu. Because of his behavior, he even thought that Ye Shiyi was recuperating in Ling Qingyu's bedroom in the palace and was forced to do so. With Ye Shiyi's character, how could he endure such an insult! Nowadays, Ye Shisheng is extremely famous. His military exploits can even surpass those of He Li and Zhao Yinfeng. He was originally from the Ling family and had a grudge against Ling Qingyu for killing his sister and his grandfather.

How stupid! Seeing the unwillingness in Cheng Xu's eyes, Cheng Xiang sighed, but couldn't help but remind him: When you saw Ye Shiyi today, did you see a trace of reluctance on his face?

Cheng Xu was stunned for a moment, recalling the man sitting next to Ling Qingyu on the high platform. He was wearing a dark red robe, with a lazy look on his face and cold eyes. Although he could not sit still and was leaning on the chair, he looked so peerless. Her appearance made the fireworks in the sky lose their color.

Oh, ran away..., unwillingly? Except for the cold glance that chilled him to the bone, there was no expression of reluctance or coercion on the man's face. Instead, he exuded a silent domination that made people dare not look up.

Hey..., with a long sigh, Cheng Xiang stood up and walked into the yard with his back hunched over. Ling Qingyu returned the Cheng Mansion to him and also gave him dignity and money to support him in his old age. It was because of his lack of heart that he saw When the second son came back from his hometown, he wanted to use his appearance similar to that of Cheng Jia to win more status for the Cheng family.

That's wrong, Jia'er, I didn't even see my son for the last time, he is irreplaceable...

Having a banquet with hundreds of officials and rejoicing together. As an empress, she must have a few sips. Ye Shiyi was still badly injured and still unable to walk. He could use his freezing eyes to stop all the people who came forward to toast, but he could not stop them. Ling Qingyu sat down to propose a toast.

Although she didn't drink much, it was enough that when she returned to the palace, her feet were already spinning.

Looking at the woman whose eyes were beginning to wander, Ye Shiyi sighed helplessly: Ye Po, come on.

Ah? Ye Po laid Ling Qingyu down on the bed, poured a bowl of hangover soup from the side, and while lifting her up to feed her, he glanced at Ye Shiyi in confusion.

Breaking into a cold sweat, Ye Shiyi supported the door frame with one hand and walked towards the door step by step. If I hadn't been weak, I would have let you take advantage of this! Damn it, that quack!

Yan San... She was coquettish and coquettish, and her call was as sweet as a few turns, but it made Ye Shiyi's heart hurt as if it was broken into pieces. The hand holding the door frame was pinched tightly into the wood.

His face was crimson, his eyes were full of mist, his lips smelled of alcohol were red and attractive, and his face that was no longer young had a mature and intoxicating charm that made Ye Po's heart beat fiercely. Standing up, he let her arms wrap around him in a daze, and then her hot lips pressed against his.

Yan San... She called in a low voice, and the small kisses began to be passionate and the hug was tight. The heat of her body made Ye Po start to tremble all over.

Is it okay? Master? Is it okay for Ye Po? He pushed her away a little, uneasy but full of hope, Ye Po's voice trembled.

Yeah? The woman's expression became extremely agile, her eyes were full of narrowness, and there was a playful smile on her lips. She said with a smile: Why, Yan San, are you scared now? Didn't you say you wanted to see what it was? Long Yang’s Eighteen Styles?”

Well! Ye Po suddenly remembered the legend of this drunk man...

As the woman threw herself violently, she fell on the bed. Seeing the woman's eyes sparkling and her mouth speaking an incomprehensible language, Ye Po smiled faintly and gradually, and when Ling Qingyu asked , when asked whether he wanted it or not, he replied, yes.

No matter who you think of me, as long as you can be happy, that's fine...