Shock: The love letter was sent to the empress by mistake

The air seemed to freeze.

Before Nie Chen said this, no one would believe it.

But now, it was said by Empress Qingyue herself!

"Is it Her Majesty the Empress who asked him to be the deacon disciple? But..."

Duanmu Yang was still trying to find loopholes.

Chu Qingyue's eyes were cold:

"This emperor has taken a fancy to Nie Chen's strength, and was moved by his quality of being in the demon sect but not being stained by mud. Isn't it okay?"

The pressure of the emperor-level strong swept across, making everyone feel the biting cold.

Especially Duanmu Yang, his whole body seemed to fall into an ice cave, as if surrounded by thousands of sharp ice blades.

His eyes were full of astonishment and panic.

His body couldn't stop shaking desperately. Duanmu Yang knelt down with a plop, trembling:

"I'm sorry, Queen, I was confused for a moment and made random suspicions!

I am willing to pay any price to apologize to Senior Brother Nie Chen, please forgive me, Queen."

Chu Qingyue didn't take him seriously at all, and didn't even bother to look at him.

Sweeping the rest of the disciples with cold eyes, Chu Qingyue said:

"Do you have any objections?"

"No, we firmly follow the decision of Her Majesty the Queen!"

At this moment, no one dared to say the word "oppose".

And Nie Chen's image seemed to be instantly taller in their hearts.

What a great existence Queen Qingyue is.

On weekdays, except for a few supreme elders, they are almost completely unqualified to meet Queen Qingyue.

But Nie Chen was valued by the Queen and directly promoted to a deacon disciple.

No wonder he could beat everyone present with the strength of the early stage of Yuanzhu Realm.

In an instant, the disciples who were beaten black and blue felt that it was not wronged.

They even felt that they could brag about the bruises on their faces in the future.

The person who beat them was favored by the empress and had a promising future!

But just when the situation had completely reversed, Chu Qingyue's expression suddenly changed slightly.

At this moment, facing the disciples, she and Nie Chen stood one after the other.

Chu Qingyue's hand happened to be placed in the blind spot behind her, and no one could see it.

And it was in this blind spot that Nie Chen quietly took her hand.

The soft and comfortable feeling came, and Chu Qingyue, who had originally maintained a cold image, suddenly couldn't hold it anymore, and glanced at Nie Chen with resentful eyes.

Nie Chen smiled slightly, but became more aggressive, and his fingers gently drew a circle on the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, a very comfortable itch went up along the palm of her hand, and Chu Qingyue could no longer hold back and made an undetectable sound:

"嘤~."

"?"

Several disciples who had practiced hearing were stunned.

Why did they feel that the sound came from the mouth of the empress?

But soon, they gave up the idea.

How could the empress make such a sound as "嘤"?

I must have been practicing the exercises and got so obsessed that I heard it wrong.

Pulling back her palm, Chu Qingyue felt as if she had been electrocuted, with a soft and comfortable feeling.

But this was in front of many disciples!

If I hadn't restrained myself just now, my reputation as the Qingyue Empress would have been ruined!

After looking at Nie Chen with a bit of blame, Chu Qingyue snorted: "The rest is up to you."

"Okay, Queen, you go and rest first."

Nie Chen nodded, passed by the disciples, squatted in front of Duanmu Yang who was kneeling on the ground, patted his red and swollen face, and smiled:

"Even the Queen has spoken in person, you think about it, how should we solve the problem between us?"

Duanmu Yang instantly became timid.

The reason why he was so unscrupulous was that in addition to his good prestige among many disciples, he also thought he had caught Nie Chen's handle.

But now the situation is completely different.

Nie Chen's backer is none other than Queen Qingyue!

He can't beat him, and even Queen Qingyue is on his side, how can he play anymore!

"Brother, everything before was my fault, there was something wrong with my brain, I am willing to accept the punishment."

Duanmu Yang cried and was extremely humble.

"Since you said so, I'll give you a chance."

Nie Chen smiled and said, "You just said that your parents never beat you.

I think, the two old people are so old, if they haven't even beaten their son, how regretful it will be when they die in the future.

You go down the mountain now and let your parents beat you up, so that the two old people can fulfill their wish."

"I understand."

Duanmu Yang nodded immediately:

"My father is sixty years old and still has a lot of strength. He can definitely beat me.

My mother is eighty years old. Although she doesn't have much strength, I can tie a hatchet to her hands and chop me hard."

"You are such a sensible and filial son."

Compared to these, Nie Chen was actually more curious about why his mother was more than twenty years older than his father.

But thinking about his own situation, he soon felt relieved.

As the saying goes, a woman three years older than his father will hold gold bricks; a woman thirty years older than his father will hold the country; a woman three hundred years older than his father will give him elixirs.

The Queen Qingyue is six hundred years older than him, which means two elixirs!

This deal is worth it!

After the leader Duanmu Yang cowered, the other disciples were at a loss for words.

There were even many people who completely reversed their attitudes and regarded Nie Chen as their idol and goal.

In a short time, Nie Chen's status and reputation skyrocketed, and he was even regarded as a respected "elder brother" by this group of disciples.

After enjoying the praise from all directions for a while, Nie Chen dismissed the disciples near the arena.

Let them go back to their respective homes and practice well.

After everyone dispersed and Nie Chen was the only one left, Shen Congshuang suddenly appeared and handed him a letter.

"This is?"

Nie Chen opened the letter, and the handwriting on it was written by Chu Qingyue.

The content is roughly as follows: The Tomb of the Three Emperors will be opened within three days.

There are many precious inheritances and treasures in this mausoleum. Although the competition is fierce, it is extremely conducive to improving one's strength.

Tianyun Palace will also send some disciples to participate, and the team leader will be temporarily appointed as himself.

Nie Chen asked: "Why did the empress write a letter instead of summoning me directly?"

Shen Congshuang shook his head: "I'm not sure. I see that the empress's face is a little red, and she seems to be unwell."

"..."

Nie Chen quickly recalled the resentful look in Chu Qingyue's eyes when he secretly scratched Chu Qingyue's palm just now, and couldn't help but smile:

"Then can you please send me a letter from the Frost Holy Envoy?"

"Can."

Shen Congshuang nodded.

After finding pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Nie Chen quickly wrote a reply.

"I'm going to the mausoleum to take away all the inheritance of the Three Emperors. Don't forget to have a second date when I get back~"

As for the signature.

Nie Chen first wrote Empress Qingyue, but quickly crossed it out, and then wrote Chu Qingyue, which was also crossed out.

Finally, after the two underlines, only two words were written - wife~