The black-bellied prime minister always threatens me

Ye Liuqiu said calmly: "It's really a fluke. Logically speaking, I have no cultivation. I'm a useless person. How can I see that you are Jindan and the few friends are only the cultivation of the foundation?"

"you!"

Murong Yao was stunned again.

If it was a fluke to guess that he was a Jindan cultivation base before, how could he guess that the seven juniors he brought with him were all Foundation Establishment? !

Why do the emperors of the third-class small countries know how their cultivation bases in the first-class big countries are divided!

In the letter from the Fourth Prince of Laoshizi earlier, it is clear that their country does not even have half a monk cultivating immortals!

What's more, after they came in, the people here knelt down to greet them, full of ignorance who had never seen the world and regarded them as gods, why did this emperor know so much!

Murong Yao stared at the young emperor in front of him, squinting, but no matter how he looked at him, he was just a mortal who had not practiced.

Yue Qing slowly arrived at the door, and what he saw was the aggressive little emperor who was usually very talkative and easy to be deceived, making the other party speechless.

Really, it's amazing.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and he turned sideways, instead of going in, he stood at the door and listened quietly.

Murong Yao stared sharply, "How do you know so much?"

Ye Liuqiu: "Haven't you heard of it? Emperors are all descended from the Ziwei star, and I may be the object of your worship in my previous life."

He doesn't know if he has ever paid homage to the Lord of the Immortal City, but those people respect the immortals, the immortals respect the gods, and the gods respect him, anyway, it all belongs to him in the end.

Murong Yao: "..."

Those juniors are ready to move again.

Murong Yao couldn't figure it out. Thinking of the purpose of this trip, he decided to be shameless: "The general trend is that the imperial power has fallen behind. If you still want to survive, write down the edict of abdication, and I can spare your life!"

Ye Liuqiu asked, "Who do you want to pass the throne on to?"

Murong Yao is naturally not the one who betrayed his teammates, he twirled his beard and said, "Naturally, it will be passed on to someone with a gifted spiritual root in your country."

"Could you be talking about Ye Liuchen?"

Murong Yao was just taken aback, and didn't care, "So what?"

Ye Liuqiu touched the edge of the table, looked out the door calmly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

A small piece of turquoise sleeve was exposed on the edge of the door frame, he asked why Yueqing didn't come, it turned out that he was hiding outside and listening to the corner of the wall.

Although I don't know what to pay attention to, but Yue Qing's joking appearance before Qingyu Hall, it is obvious that he doesn't take this family seriously.

Ye Liuxiao became more confident, and said: "Cultivators of immortals should punish evil and promote good, you just indulge Liu Qian's misconduct, now you come to Dali in a grand manner, hurt my palace guards, and speak disrespectfully, just like a robber , Mr. Su is a first-class imperial doctor, you are just family members, you have no official title, you are just grassroots, let him serve tea and water for you, you are offending your superiors. It's a great crime to punish the nine clans, it's not good for you to talk to me so arrogantly."

Su Gongcheng was very pleased, but he was still worried that the people from these big countries would be unreasonable, so he stepped forward and blocked Ye Liuqiu behind him.

Ye Liuxiao pulled him back a little, and gradually pushed him to the threshold.

Yue Qing blinked his left eye, and Ye Liushou smiled at him, revealing two light and sweet pear dimples.

Where in the past has Murong Yao been scolded by such a brat pointing his nose, his teeth are about to crack, his fists are clenched, his eagle eyes are staring fiercely, he gritted his teeth and said: "Ignorant Emperor, if this is the case, then stop Blame me for being cruel!"

The palm turned slightly, and a white and red air flow gathered in the center of the hand, he scolded, and slapped the air with his palm.

Ye Liuxiao's secret path was not good, and before he had time to escape, his vision was suddenly blocked by the four characters "Willow on the Moon" on the fan protruding from the side.

When the spiritual power hit the fan, nothing happened at all.

Yue Qing twirled the fan, put it on his chest and fanned it, turned around, and the words became "Human appointment at dusk".

"It's late for me to save you, Your Majesty is okay."

"I'm fine, fortunately I have Aiqing."

Ye Liushou breathed a sigh of relief, and stood behind Yueqing: "Bullying the weak and attempting to murder the emperor is an extra crime!"

"You!" Murong Yao wanted to make a move again.

Yue Qing took Ye Liushou's wrist behind his back, and pulled him in. Seeing the shattered golden nanmu table, he raised his eyebrows, and said in a subdued tone, "Your Excellency is really very impressive."

"You..." Murong Yao choked, seeing Yue Qing's face was stunned, "You... I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

"I haven't seen you before." Yue Qing moved his eyes away and covered half of his face with a fan.

Guilty, ghosts.

Ye Liuxiao frowned, a little suspicious.

It can't be such a coincidence, it's the guest minister of the Murong family...

Yue Qing has been in Li Country for more than ten years, ordinary guest Qing, how can the Murong family think about it for so long?

And cover your face, tsk tsk tsk.

"No, you seem to be..."

Murong Yao frowned, walked away as soon as he said in anger, stepped back a little, looked up and down Yueqing, suddenly squatted on the ground without warning, and turned the Qiankun bag out.

The Qiankun bag contains the universe, and the space inside is self-contained. The bag, which is only the size of a palm, spits out four or five sets of calligraphy and paintings like a cornucopia.

Seeing their third uncle like this, those juniors also squatted down and surrounded him to help search.

"Uncle San, what are you looking for?"

"Aren't we going to deal with the emperor first? Why do we squat down here and look through the Qiankun bag?"

"Don't you think it's funny that we lose face like this?"

"..."

"Shut up!" Murong Yao cursed, and the chatter finally stopped.

He opened the scroll with the golden dragon stick as the scroll, Ye Liuqiu couldn't see clearly, but he saw Murong Yao froze, looked up in astonishment, and compared the person in the scroll with Yueqing.

Junior: "Hey, the person in this portrait looks like the one with the fan."

"Third Uncle, what are you doing stealing someone's self-portrait?"

"No, this inscription seems to be the seal of the old Patriarch..."

Murong Yao stood up, bent down again, and swallowed, "Old, old, ancestor? Why are you here?"

Seven juniors: "Old Ancestor?!"

Yeliu and Su Gongcheng: "Old ancestor?"

The nine of them looked at Yueqing in unison.

It is rare for Yueqing to know what it means to be in the spotlight, and it is difficult to move an inch.

Fortunately, he is not very thin-skinned.

He categorically denied: "There are many similar people in the world. I am only 22 years old. You are mistaken."

"No way!" Murong Yao was so weak that he didn't understand the sign in Yueqing's eyes, and said bluntly, "I can recognize my own family's ancestor even when it turns into ashes! You can't fool me!"

Ye Liuqiu looked at Murong Yao who didn't look like a liar, then at Yueqing who was upright and confident, walked up to Murong Yao suspiciously, and saw the portrait. In the painting, the man was holding a folding fan and wearing a blue lotus color Standing gracefully under the peach blossom tree in Yipao, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was looking at something interesting.

It was Yueqing who was right.

Guest?Instead, he has become an ancestor...

Murong Yao let go of his hostility towards Ye Liuqiu and asked him, "Do you think they are exactly the same?"

Ye Liushou nodded, "Indeed."

For a while, he put down his military service, and the important thing became to confirm his identity. Su Gongcheng took a look at the past and said with emotion: "It is indeed exactly the same as Yue Xiang. No wonder more than ten years have passed. The old man has aged a lot, but Yue Xiang It doesn't look old at all."

In this way, the mystery of Yue Qing's body was also lifted.

It turned out to be an ancestor supported by a first-class country, so it's no wonder that he can do everything.

Yue Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled, and pulled Ye Liuqiu over, "I don't know, but where did you get the portrait?"

More than ten years ago, this person hadn't even entered Murong's house, and he erased all traces when he left, but he didn't know when his portrait was stolen.

Murong Yao bent down, "Didn't it be that you and Miss were in love with each other and asked Miss to draw it? Afterwards, the ancestor left without saying goodbye, and the Patriarch found the portrait in Miss's room, so he printed a thousand copies, for fear that the younger generation would draw it." We met you outside and didn't recognize you."

Oh, love each other.

Ye Liuqiu chewed on these four words, and it tasted like chewing wax, and some of them were not tasteful.

Yue Qing noticed the little emperor's stiffness, and raised his eyebrows clearly. The scene where the hero was supposed to save the beauty was disrupted, but he didn't expect to have an unexpected harvest.

He said intentionally, "Miss, are you alright?"

Murong Yao shyly smiled respectfully: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I haven't been able to wait for my ancestor, and married into the Chen family three years ago, and now I'm pretty happy."

Yue Qing lamented: "That's really a pity."

Murong Yao still wanted to say something, Yue Qing said: "It's getting late, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes Yes Yes."

He cupped his hands, which was very different from his previous arrogant and arrogant appearance.

Asked the younger generation to leave together, and did not forget to make amends with Su Gongcheng: "I have offended so much before that I don't know that we are a family. Come, please, my lord, I will test the spiritual root for you, and learn a few ways to prolong your life. Let's go."

Su Gongcheng hesitated, but was dragged away by Murong Yaosheng.

Yue Qing said goodbye with a smile and closed the door.

Ye Liuqiu sat down awkwardly, poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and secretly glanced at Yueqing.

Why don't you leave at night?

I won't stay with you today, I'll lie to you all day long.

Thinking that Yueqing used to like women, but now he was ambiguous about his hands and feet, Ye Liushou wished to cut off the places he touched.

It made him seem like a third party was involved.

Pooh!

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and I don't know Miss Murong is well." Yue Qing deliberately mentioned it again, opened and closed the folding fan, and observed the young man's expression calmly.

Ye Liuxiao turned his face away, straightened his back as if nothing had happened: "Aiqing is a good way to deceive people. I thought she was really a little guest, but I didn't expect to become a patriarch."

Since he is the ancestor of the Murong family, maybe even his name is fake.

Heh, after being deceived again and again, he still believed in his ghost.

He scolded himself for being innocent and ignorant, and secretly clenched his fists.