Chapter 711 (1/2)

It is very difficult to treat such a large area of head congestion with white tripod breath.

Not to mention, ye Lingyue still uses both black and white tripods at the same time. This is equivalent to that, she spent double efforts, and the degree of difficulty can be imagined.

One side of xiaozhiyo reminds ye Lingyue that time is running out and the Palace Banquet is about to end.

But the black spots on Feng Lan's head have not disappeared completely.

As time goes by, the sand in the hourglass is becoming less and less.

In the cloud palace, the Palace Banquet is coming to an end.

Feng Xin and little Wuya are anxious, ye Lingyue still hasn't come back.

”Lord Feng, my phantom will not last long.” Small Wu Ya is uneasy, she didn't receive ye Lingyue to let her leave the signal at this moment, xiaozhiyo also has no voice.

She was worried about whether something happened to the boss and xiaozhiyo.

Fengxin is also not, he knows, ye Lingyue must have gone to the palace of the northern Qing emperor.

Fengxin looked carefully at the emperor Beiqing on the throne. She did not know whether it was because of the ceremony to commemorate the throne, or because the rainbow five treasures wine was very suitable for the taste of the northern Qing emperor. The empress, who had never been greedy for cups, drank a lot tonight.

Seeing this, the internal servant whispered to remind the northern Qing emperor that it was almost time to break the banquet.

”Let's go.” The empress held her head and waved.

Feng Xin's heart bottom, cluttered, the courtiers and envoys of various countries have already got up, one by one to leave.

Xiaowuya nervously grabbed the sleeve of Fengxin. How can we do it? If it goes on like this, xiaozhiyo and the boss will be found out.

”Later, you go back to the carriage, and I'll find a way to bring them back.” Feng Xin whispered to remind the little black ya.

The latter is worried, but there is no other way.

The empress of Beiqing looks at Yan Fengxin and ye Lingyue standing with him.

Feng Xin Gao Da Jun Lang, ye Lingyue looks outstanding, two people stand together, it is really Deng right very, Beiqing empress heart a burst of pain.

Looking at their departure, the empress of Beiqing can't help but think of the scene when the two men knelt in front of the former Emperor and asked for marriage many years ago.

After the emperor agreed to their request, Fenglan excitedly held the hand of Qingfeng and left together under her eyelids.

They left the palace together, returned to the Phoenix Mansion together, and gave birth to a son together.

And she, over the years, has only this cold dragon chair.

The empress could not help but clench the armrest of the Dragon chair, and her heart was filled with anger and jealousy.

She hate, hate the green maple who stood beside Fenglan, hate ye Lingyue who is standing beside Fengxin. She hates so much that she will burn a big hole in the bottom of her heart.

There is something wrong with the manner of the empress.

Can meditate on Feng Xin and worry about the boss and small Chee yo little black ya did not find.

Only not far away, still waiting to leave heaven and earth double Zun, especially Di Zun, noticed.

Dizun's eyes, like a dry well, saw the hands tightly held by the empress on the armrest of the Dragon chair, and the blue veins on the back of the hands floated one by one, and a little wave rose in the bottom of dizun's eyes.

”My Lord, I will leave first.” Fengxin is thinking about how to get into the palace of the northern Qing emperor.

”Shen'er, stay and send me back to my bedroom.” The empress suddenly said.