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Nan Gong Ye Xuan stared at her beautiful face in a daze, this girl was different from the last two times he had seen his.

In the past, even though her Daoist robe was elegant and elegant, she was still a lady after all. Such luxurious clothes were more suitable for her.

Her hair should have been tied up and she should have worn precious jewelry. Her clothes should have had complicated patterns on them to show off her status.

And the only person who could give her all this was Nangong Ye Xuan, the future master of the mortal world.

Unconsciously, he took a step forward and tried to hold her in his arms, but Chang Ge panicked and said, "I … I'm going back."

Your brother and a few friends went out of the palace to have some wine and flowers.

Chang Ge pouted and stomped his feet. "How could he leave me here alone? Forget it, I'll go back by myself."

Ye Xuan quickly walked two steps forward to catch up with her, and pulled her by the hand: "There are so many surrogates in the capital compared to Ze City, if I really get bullied, this prince will definitely feel heartache, why not wait for the end of the night banquet before leaving with Gu Yinfeng? I also don't want Prime Minister Gu to have a hard time answering questions when you go back.

Father's interrogation was indeed difficult. Forget it, just endure it. It was better to avoid being alone with this person.

Chang Ge wanted to return to his seat first, but the Crown Prince's present in his hand envious of him. He felt that Gu Changge was different from the others.

In the afternoon, they once again admired the flowers and wrote poems, and the song was already drowsy. When night fell, the palace was lit up by lanterns and fireworks, as bright as day.

When he found out that Gu Yinfeng had returned, he hurriedly bid farewell to the empress, becoming the first daughter of the Flowers Festival to leave. The crown prince looked at her figure that had left and fell into deep thought.

Did my son really like this Miss Gu? The empress sat on her throne, watching the fireworks in the distance, her eyes bright.

Nan Gong Ye Xuan drank the wine: Even if I don't like her, I can only marry her. After I ascend the throne, Gu Sikong will still be able to use it …

The Empress laughed sweetly as she looked ahead, "I can see that Gu Changge doesn't care about you. Your son had prepared a fishball and a wooden sword for such a long time, he might have failed."

I hope that the Queen Mother can speak properly in front of the Imperial Father. When the time comes, the imperial decree will bestow the marriage upon her, and she will have to be unwilling. Even if she wasn't, she still had to think for her parents and brother.

Your son was actually waiting for your mother here. Your mother really thought that your son had grown up to be sensible. I didn't expect that I would have to ask for your help on this sort of matter.

Even if I grow up to be a hundred years old, I will still be a child that will never grow up in front of my mother.

The empress chuckled as she looked at her son's doting eyes, not the amiable look she had long ago become accustomed to.

The horse hooves were crisp and the carriage was rolling on the stone floor.

Zhang Ge leaned on the car and chosen the most comfortable angle to fall asleep, but outside, Gu Yinfeng was chattering non-stop: "Little Sister, why are you back so early? There's even a Sky Lamp in the palace tonight, hiccup, that Sky Lamp is really pretty good."

Changge snappily replied, "You only know how to drink. You don't even want your own sister anymore. I hate you!"

My good little sister, why would big brother not want you? Look, that Young Master Wang and Young Master Zhao have not come yet.

Even without lifting the curtain to look at Changge, one could tell that her brother was swaying on the back of his horse. Even the coachman couldn't stand to watch: Why don't we get on the horse, Eldest Young Master?

No, this, this carriage is a woman's thing, this little wine that I drank is nothing! Wait, when I faint, you must remember to drag me back. That way, I won't be able to see my heart, so don't tell me whether I was dragged by a carriage or carried by a palanquin.

Chang Ge had been defeated by his older brother. He couldn't do anything to him, so he could only bear with it. When he woke up from the drinking, he would definitely teach him a lesson.

Thinking about this, Gu Yinfeng yelled out: Who is in front of you! How dare you block this young master's carriage! Don't want to live anymore!

He usually looked like a scholarly scholar, but in reality, he had some time to himself. In addition to his seventy percent drunkenness, he seemed to be trying to put on a fierce front.

Zhang Ge was not worried at all. In the capital city, there were both the strong and the weak. If there was any trouble, there would be a servant protecting them. Although these servants were weak, beating someone up was not a problem.

The carriage slowly stopped. In order to protect her, the carriage stopped moving forward.

Zhang Ge heard Gu Yinfeng riding on his stallion with a few servants escorting him, as he walked forward, he even cursed: "You dare to block this young master's way, do you not want to live anymore, hurry up and get out of my way!" I don't want to start a massacre!

Just as he was about to go out to take a look, he heard Gu Yinfeng roaring, "Chang Ge, quickly run!"

Following that, wails and howls rang out one after another. Everyone was crying and cursing at the same time. Zhang Ge then quickly lifted the curtain of the carriage and rushed out.

The long street was empty, the night was vast.

On the side of the road, there was a shop with its door tightly shut. On the long street, a black shadow was hiding in the fog.

Gu Changge!

One of them shouted and flew forward to stand in front of her.

Zhang Ge had long seen that the ones blocking his way were not ruffians, but a group of black clothed cultivators. These people had used some unknown technique to capture all her servants and guards, and even Gu Yinfeng was captured by a black clothed cultivator.

If you dare touch my sister, I'll kill you! Gu Yinfeng shouted while struggling.

Just as Chang Ge was about to step forward to save him, he was stopped by the person flying towards him: "Where do you think you're going?!"

Zhang Ge dodged and then rushed towards the group of black-clothed people. The person blocking their way was also not someone easy to deal with. That person seemed to be afraid of Zhang Ge and used his sword to stab towards her.

It was a pity that he did not bring his own Stone Cauldron nor Bi Luo with him when he entered the palace today.

Who are you? Let go of my brother!

Those who blocked his way were not polite at all: their enemies!

Even though she had cultivated for many years, she had never made enemies with anyone. Could it be that her Haoyue Peak …

While dodging, she looked at the figures of these people. Their sword techniques were indeed similar to the clothes of the crude Daoist Priest from Haoyue Peak.

She secretly cursed. She unconsciously slowed down, and with a "pu ci" sound, the black-cloaked daoist's long sword pierced into Chang Ge's arm.

She gritted her teeth and let out a painful cry before landing on the ground. Leaning against the wall, she was in an extremely sorry state.

You, a man bullying a little girl, what a hero you are! If you have the ability, come and fight this young master! Don't touch my sister!

The silver blade of the sword touched the end of Long Sing's throat. The black-clothed Taoist looked down at her condescendingly and said, "Little girl?!" This little miss should not pay with her life just because she killed Upper Immortal? First, you killed my Senior Master Tian Ji in Haoyue Peak, and then you killed all of my disciples in the capital to absorb their spirit energy.