The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky

Chapter 152
There was a slight smile on the corner of Ji Yehuan's mouth, "Old Qi, do you need to think again?"

Old Qi put Heizi back into the jade box, sighed softly and said, "Hey, it's really the young people's world now, it's too late to refuse to obey the old."

Ji Yehuan chuckled: "Old Qi is stronger and stronger than my old man."

Ji Mingwu, who was lying on the gun, glared at Ji Yehuan angrily, but after thinking that he had been defeated by Old Qi twice, he had nothing to say.

Old Qi stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, you are so cute, kid, no wonder Mr. Yue looks at you with admiration."

Ji Yehuan stood up and straightened her messy robes: "Then old man, let's take our leave first."

Qi Lao waved his hands in disgust: "Let's go, don't let me see you."

Ji Mingwu seemed to be afraid that Old Qi would repent, so he pulled Ji Yehuan out quickly.

Ji Yehuan stopped after taking two steps, turned to Old Qi and said, "Old Qi, Bei Qi has changed dynasties. As the ancestor of the Qi family, what do you think?"

Old Qi stopped stroking his beard, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared quickly: "I'm getting old, I can't care so much."

He looked at Ji Yehuan and said, "As long as Bei Qi's surname is still Qi, I won't care."

Ji Yehuan chuckled, "Bei Qi's surname is not Ji."

Old Qi said: "Boy, remember your words."

After leaving the courtyard, Ji Mingwu grabbed Ji Yehuan and looked around for a while, then leaned into Ji Yehuan's ear like a thief, and asked in a low voice, "Boy, what did you mean just now?"

It's not that Ji Mingwu doesn't understand what the two of them mean, it's just that he can't believe it.

Ji Yehuan said: "That is, you don't need to be loyal to the emperor in the future."

Ji Mingwu was even more at a loss, but Ji Yehuan didn't intend to explain again, and the two returned to Ji's mansion as quickly as possible.

……

This night should have been a normal night.

But unusual things happened one after another.

After this night, the sky in Beiqi completely changed.

The prince tried to assassinate the emperor with poison, the emperor was furious, deposed the prince, and appointed the second prince, Qi Yue, as the prince.

The emperor was poisoned and had no intention of managing the government, so he ordered the second prince to manage it on his behalf, and his power was equivalent to that of the emperor himself.

In addition, the six major families headed by the Qin family went to Ji's mansion to seek justice for the Feng family, but were beaten to death by the Ji family.

Even the patriarch of the Qin family, Qin Ling, who was the Spirit King, was burned to the ground. The other five families were all occupied by the Ji family, and the outcome is unknown.

After the early risers got such a series of explosive news, they were completely fooled.

So, the current royal family is dominated by the second prince who has never fought or robbed like a transparent person before?

So, now the three major families have become two major families?
So, all the families that used to be attached to the Qin family have become affiliated to the Ji family? !

Such an accident is unacceptable, and countless people think that they are still dreaming.

What will Beiqi become in the future?

……

When Ji Yehuan returned to Ji's house, all the spiritual masters in the mansion stared at her with bright eyes.

Only now did they really believe that they had completely won the battle against the six major families!

Although Ji Mingwu had already learned that several big families had retreated, he was still a little surprised when he saw that the Ji Mansion was still there.

Ji Mingwu knew Qin Ling's strength very well, and there was not much difference between him and him. He did not expect that he actually lost his life in this battle.

The old opponent who had fought openly and secretly for decades suddenly died, all of this suddenly seemed like a dream.

Ji Mingwu was still sighing inwardly, suddenly there was an extremely strong fluctuation of spiritual power from Nanyuan, which was so powerful that it was shocking.

But the breath is extremely disordered, as if out of control.

Ji Yehuan's heart trembled, and after a few words to Ji Mingwu, she quickly returned to Nanyuan.

In Nanyuan's room, on the bed, Gong Liyue frowned tightly, a faint light flickered on her body, and her fair skin was somewhat transparent.

An extremely strong wave of spiritual power emanated from him, so powerful that it was shocking.

Gong Liyue seemed to be in a nightmare, sleeping extremely unsteadily, the brocade on her body was completely shattered by the overflowing spiritual power.

His body seemed to be trapped by something, struggling silently, and the uncontrollable spiritual energy rioted wildly.

Ji Yehuan walked towards the bed, feeling the familiar aura with those restless spiritual powers, retreated a little bit as she approached, and finally returned to Gong Liyue's body.

The spiritual power backfired, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Gong Liyue's mouth.

Ji Yehuan took out a handkerchief and wiped away the trace of blood.

Gong Liyue closed her eyes tightly, her thin lips parted slightly, and she was muttering something silently.

Ji Yehuan leaned down and put her ear close to his lips.

The hot breath sprinkled on her ears, ironing her cheeks.

She heard his voice: "Ah...ye..."

Ji Yehuan's eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, he grabbed Gong Liyue's hand clenched into a fist by his side and placed it in his palm, calling out in a low voice, "Mr. Yue?"

As if feeling the temperature of the palm, the struggling person slowly became calm.

Ji Yehuan lowered her head slightly, and traced the outline of Gong Liyue with her fingertips.

His eyelashes are very long, casting thick shadows under the candlelight, because his skin is too fair, the long eyelashes appear black and thick.

Ji Yehuan lightly touched the butterfly wing on the left with her fingers, Gong Liyue's eyelids trembled, and then slowly opened.

It was as if a blade-like cold wind was blowing, icy cold to the bone.

Those indifferent icy blue eyes seemed to be filled with ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

(End of this chapter)