Chapter 1437

"Good!" Qian Ying raised her seven eyes and looked at the unparalleled long yetian. She was stunned by her perfect and amazing appearance.

But she soon came back to God. She was also a well-informed person, indifferent to fame and wealth, ruthless and lustless, but loyal to the person she wanted to protect.

Qian Ying calmly turned around and ordered a pair of bodyguards behind her to deal with it.

Then he took Lin Yunxi and them back to Wuling hall.

Tianxiang palace!

Yan Qingqing thought he would stare at good news.

But he was furious after hearing the report from dark Wei.

"What did you say? Say it again?" she looked at the man in black with gloomy and angry eyes.

The dark guard hardened his head and said again: "after reporting to you, all the people we sent out were killed, and they were killed in the longest way. Their whole bodies were blown up and died. Their flesh and blood were blurred."

"Damn it!" Yan Qingqing was angry and even the muscles on his face were shaking.

"Ten seven level masters can't kill two women?" Yan Qingqing couldn't believe it.

Today, she deliberately went to Wuling hall to see the accomplishments of the two women. She tested them. The accomplishments of the two women were not high. She pretended to be happy and left. She prepared another hand later. She didn't think she would fail.

"No, empress Jun, they didn't do it at all. It was a man who killed our people only by coercion." dark Wei lowered his head and said this carefully.

"A man?" Yan Qingqing suddenly saw a cold light at the bottom of her eyes. Unexpectedly, they still had someone to help. These two women were really not simple.

One of them is most likely Yan Jiaojiao.

But that damn face hasn't changed.

If you change your face, you can't escape her eyes.

"Yes, empress Jun, his accomplishments are above level 10."

Dark Wei's words shocked Yan Qingqing again.

"It's strange. Who are these three people? There are not many people with ten levels of cultivation in the world." Yan Jiaojiao narrowed her beautiful eyes, cold as dark ice.

Dark Wei didn't know, so he didn't answer. He just lowered his head and waited quietly.

"Know the book." Yan Qing shouted coldly.

Zhishu quickly came in and Fushen said, "Queen."

"Did you go back to the palace?" she asked. Ning Yichen went out of the palace today. Only he knew what he had done. Her dark guard was lost.

Knowing the book and slightly blessing the body, "after returning to you, the people who monitor you haven't come back, and you haven't returned to the palace."

"Where the hell has he gone?" Yan Qingqing glanced out the window at the dark night. He seldom came back late.

Zhishu thought for a moment and said, "empress Jun, your behavior is very strange during this period. He has been out of his mind for more than a year, but these days, people seem to be reborn, and he seems to be very patient in everything."

"Ben knows later." Yan Qingqing's face was gloomy, and she also found it.

That woman, only when Yan Jiaojiao appeared, he would have such a spiritual head.

She raised her eyes, looked at Zhishu and solemnly ordered: "Zhishu, closely monitor your every move, let Ben think about what to do next?"

"Yes, Queen!" Zhishu blessed the body and turned away.

Yan Qingqing waved to let the dark guard retreat.

She stood by the window and looked for a while. It was dark and cold.

Ning Yichen, under the sky, only Yan Jiaojiao is the person you miss most in your heart.

She lowered her head and took a look at her flirtatious red dress. He preferred to wear red dress, so from that time on, she was also a red dress. Over the years, her dress was basically red and luxurious.

There are no other colors, just because he likes to wear red.

Over the years, she has never been herself.

Look back and think about yourself, sad and ridiculous.

She should live in the shadow of Yan Jiaojiao all her life!

A lifetime?

She looked at the eternal stars in the sky. Her life was too long, and she had never been herself for a day.

She turned and walked to the sandalwood wardrobe on one side. With her slender jade fingers like green onions, she gently opened the wardrobe. All the clothes inside were bright red. Each one was embroidered with gold phoenix. Each one looked so luxurious and dazzling, but at this moment, she had no desire to wear them.

She went to the innermost corner and hung two sets of white dresses with wooden hangers.

Hollowed out peony flowers are as white as snow, high, elegant and smooth.

She was like a general jade finger. She brushed it gently. Looking at the white dress, she seemed to see herself in those years. The white dress was worn on her. It was beautiful and vulgar. It seemed that she didn't eat human fireworks. Every move was like a fairy falling into the world. It was intoxicating.

But now, when I look at myself, there is no shadow of myself.

She slowly took out her white dress and took off her gorgeous red phoenix robe.

Put on her long cherished white dress as white as snow slowly.

Then she went to the glass mirror and sat down, opened the complicated cloud bun, and put a waterfall of black hair behind her.

Immediately, she took down those luxurious headdresses and put on white jade crystal jade hairpins. The whole person instantly became beautiful, vulgar, bright and moving.

Looking at herself in the glass mirror, she hooked her lips with satisfaction.

He got up, slightly lifted his skirt and walked outside.

Ning Yichen didn't return to the palace until late at night.

Qian Ying was ready for the evening. After bathing, he sat down tired and had dinner.

Qian Ying reported everything to him in detail.

After hearing this, he was expressionless and ate the meal quietly.

Suddenly, there was a familiar smell outside. He glanced at Qian Ying and said, "OK! Qian Ying, you go down first."

"Yes, sir!" Qian Ying respectfully withdrew.

As soon as Qian Ying left, Yan Qingqing jumped in from outside the window.

Ning Yichen felt it and his face was very gloomy.

His eyes were like dark ice and his tone was cold. "When did you learn to jump in from the window?" his cold words were full of ridicule.

Hearing this, Yan Qingqing felt sad at the bottom of his heart.

She came to him step by step.

He bowed his head and ate the meal gracefully. He didn't look up at her since she came in.

She sat opposite him and looked at him calmly.

Ning Yichen was still just eating his own.

Never looked up at her from beginning to end.

Yan Qingqing seemed to be waiting patiently for him to finish eating. Her calm eyes fell quietly on his handsome face.

After a long time, Ning Yichen gracefully put down his chopsticks. Recently, he was in a good mood and could eat.

Yan Qingqing said, "Yichen, you have a much better appetite recently."