Drawing Crescent Eyebrows: Alluring Zinnia with a Smile

Chapter 292

From Rongcheng all the way to Mount Qingcheng, Qingyou thought that she might meet some people and some things that might not be so smooth. It was just a trip to relax, and she also thought that it might shock her heart, but she never thought of it However, the meeting with the person in front of her on this day would bring her a life-and-death shock.

Cautiously sitting side by side on the right hand side of the woman in front of him, Ye Ke stared intently at this harmless woman, but his eyes had changed from the initial shock to the present vigilance.

As for Qingyou, she always vaguely felt that there might be a very deep relationship between herself and this woman.

With such similar eyebrows, she even wondered for a moment whether this woman was her mother who 'died in childbirth'.

In any case, just seeing each other, but not even saying a few words, her heart was already surging, as if the tide of Qiantang couldn't be calmed down.

"Please forgive Xiao Wang's incompetence. Although what the senior said is few words, the words are shocking. I don't know who is the senior who knows so much about Xiao Wang and Qingyou?" After sitting down, Ye Ye Kui concocted a respectful but not lacking in character tone, and between the words, he hit the point directly.

Sometimes, Qingyou stares at the woman with twinkling eyes, just thinking that she can tell the truth about her identity.

I saw a layer of smile flashed across her in a calm and breezy manner, as light as silk, and her eyes were gentle as if a mother was looking at her child, looking at Ye Ke, and there was more of a reminiscence in it, "I don't know if you have been here since childhood until now." Now, how others evaluate it, but in my opinion, compared to Xiao Qi, Old Twelve is more like Brother Wuhong and Sister Ziqing."

Sure enough, she has the ability to startle the world with a single sentence.

During the conversation, who is the 'Brother Wuhong, Sister Ziqing' if he is not Emperor Guangli and Empress Jiayi?

As for her, she not only called them by their first names, but also blurted out the names of the emperor before he ascended the throne and when he was not a prince, rather than changing his name after ascending the throne without avoiding taboos with all his brothers. It is difficult to find a second among them.

"It may also be because you have always been by You'er's side, without separation or miss, so naturally there is no urgency or worry." When the two of them were surprised in their hearts, the woman spoke again, clearly Straight to the deepest thread of Ye Qiang's mind.

Although more than three years have passed, she still remembers that in the late autumn of that year, Yexu, the most famous King of Northern Xia Qirong in the world, came to this lonely small nunnery alone. She thought that such a A person who is an outstanding talent in the world, and who can send his father-in-law to Huangquan Road with his own hands, should be resolute, ruthless, calm, and nothing can arouse his emotions. His handsome face made him never forget it.

Originally, she hated him, but when she saw him that day, she only felt sorry for the man in front of her who was running around looking for his wife. She felt sorry for the child of brother Wuhong and sister Ziqing. This high-ranking but helpless man.

Listening to the meaning of her words, Qingyou's mind was inexplicably tense, and she thought for a moment before she opened her mouth, "Senior's words are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but I don't know how the relationship between my daughter and you is? Between you and the Beixia royal family, What is the relationship? Now, why are you in this quiet small nunnery on the boundary of Xiqi?"

I don't know when it started, she was tired of guessing, tired of being puzzled, and tired of being known by others, but she knew nothing about everything.

The woman looked at her with the expression of a loving mother. After listening to him, she took a deep breath, and a deep meaning appeared on her face. It was hard to tell what kind of emotion it was, but a kind of cherishing, a kind Distressed, "You'er, did your father ever mention to you, before, when the Sixth Army Commander's Mansion was not the Sixth Army Commander's Mansion, what was the personnel situation in the mansion?"

(End of this chapter)