Chapter 290: I always feel something is wrong
Chapter 290 I always feel something is wrong
When Qin Qiu heard this, disappointment flashed across Qin Qiu's eyes. He sighed softly before saying, "If you don't have it, you won't have it. It's good to have a meal. These spiritual materials can be transformed into spiritual power, although not much. But when you taste delicious, you can add a touch of spiritual power. When satisfied, let’s eat it quickly!"
Spirit vegetables are not ordinary delicious, so after a while, all the spirit vegetables were wiped out, not even a drop of vegetable soup left.
Ye Feiran took a sip of wine, raised his eyes to look at Qin Qiu who was opposite, and said with a smile, "I thought I was eating fast, but I didn't expect Senior Qin to be faster than me. There are heavens and humans, but there are people!"
Qin Qiu didn't care at all when he heard Ye Feiran's irony.
Ye Feiran's lips tickled slightly, "Senior Qin, are you embarrassed?"
"Why is the old man embarrassed?" Qin Qiu asked back, the expression on his face unchanged.
Ye Feiran couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "The old man is really the old man, and his cheeks are thicker."
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Feiran's head suddenly ate a chestnut.
"It's not big or small, isn't it?" Elder Ye said with a straight face.
Now that the matter of apprenticeship is still undecided, and the matter of Tianshen Academy is not settled, how can Qin Qiu be offended?
Ye Feiran immediately felt aggrieved and touched his head, silently bowed his head to eat.
Grandpa now only sees Qin Qiu, she and her aunt are nothing.
After the meal, Ye Feiran plunged into the space again and began to refine the medicine.
Wait until Ye Feiran had finished refining all the medicinal materials in the space, three days had passed outside.
In these three days, early summer and early winter and Yannanshuang have been acquainted, except for some privacy matters, it can be said that there is nothing to say.
Of course, they did not slack off in their cultivation, and they even pointed out each other in their cultivation.
At the same time, the rumors and rumors in the capital are also spreading in full swing. There are new rumors almost every day, and every rumors are inseparable from the Ye family, especially Ye Feiran.
Faced with these rumors, Ye Han and Old Man Ye both held the attitude of being self-cleaning, but they both ordered not to reach Ye Feiran's ears for fear that she would do crazy things.
On this day, Ye Feiran came out of space. She did not know what was happening outside for the first time, but asked the dining room to make a table of delicious food for her.
After all, after refining the medicine for three days and three nights, her stomach has long been singing the empty city plan.
When Ye Feiran was eating out, Father Ye and Ye Changcheng came back when they were invited to visit.
While passing the streets near Yewang’s Mansion, a man wearing a hideous mask and white clothes suddenly broke into their carriage.
Elder Ye and Ye Changcheng were about to start their hands. The white-clothed man immediately said, "Two seniors, I am injured. You can take me a little way. The juniors are grateful."
The clothes on the abdomen of the white-clothed man was bright red, and the breath was disordered, but there was no killing intent at all.
Elder Ye and Ye Changcheng looked at each other, but after all, they did not drive her off the carriage. However, the two elders always pay attention to the outside situation, worrying about an attack.
The man in white said nothing, and healed quietly.
Fifteen minutes later, the white-clothed man and Mr. Ye both thanked them and left.
Looking at the direction where the white-clothed man disappeared, Old Man Ye frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.
"Great Wall, do you think this matter is strange?"
"Huh?" Ye Changcheng thought about it carefully, "There is nothing strange! Are you thinking too much?"
Elder Ye thought about it carefully, but didn't find any clues, "Oh, I might really think too much."
Elder Ye and Ye Changcheng did not expect that after they returned home, a new rumor exploded in the capital.
"Have you heard? Senior Ye has been drawn to a third-rank alchemist, and someone has seen the third-rank alchemist get into Senior Ye's carriage."
This rumor spread to the royal family and major families for the first time, and everyone was not calm, especially the royal family.
Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
When Huang Futian got the news, he was so angry that the teacup in his hand slammed on the ground, and even overturned all the memorials on the table to the ground, and the Imperial Study Room suddenly heard a bang.
Huangfuxian and Huangfuze who were waiting outside heard the voice coming from inside, and the two frowned at the same time, wondering what happened in their hearts that made the father so angry.
Not long after, the **** hurried over to let Huangfuxian and Huangfuze in.
"Grandpa Li, what happened?" Huangfuxian couldn't help asking.
Grandpa Li sighed heavily, "Oh, your Highness, you will know when you enter."
When Huangfuxian and Huangfuze saw a mess of the imperial study room, their eyes were full of surprise, and at the same time they realized that something big had really happened.
"I have seen my father and the emperor."
Huang Futian glanced at his two sons, angrily patted the table and said, "Ye Changqing has been drawn to the third-rank alchemist."
"What?" Huang Fuxian opened his eyes wide, with a face of disbelief, "This is impossible."
"What's impossible? Someone has seen the news that the Royal Guard has just returned."
After finishing speaking, Huang Futian slammed a punch on the table, obviously not angered at all.
The third-rank alchemist, a third-rank alchemist who is rare in the sixth-class countries, was drawn to Ye Changqing, and he was so angry!
Why is Ye Changqing's luck always so good?
A mysterious dark guard, a daughter who built her foundation at a young age, isn’t that enough? Now that he has been drawn to a third-rank alchemist, will one day take his place and become the lord of the South Yue Kingdom?
Thinking of this, Huang Futian's face was so gloomy that he could drip ink, and the veins on his forehead and the back of his hand were violent, and the whole person looked terrifying.
Seeing Huangfutian’s reaction, Huangfuxian staggered a few times, almost unsteady on his feet.
He has already planned, and there is a 70% chance of getting a third-rank alchemist, how come Ye Changqing, the old undead, is the first to board?
This is impossible, he doesn't believe it.
"Father, this is absolutely impossible. It must be nonsense from outsiders."
"I have confirmed three times, this matter is not false."
Huangfutian squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes sharply said, "Xian'er, Ze'er, what do you think now?"
As soon as the voice fell, the Yushufang fell into silence.
Huangfuxian and Huangfuze did not speak, and Huangfutian was not in a hurry, and gave them time to think.
After a while, Huangfuxian glanced at Huangfuze, and said first, "Father, the third-rank alchemist is of great significance to our Nanyue country.
Erchen believes that Senior Ye should be asked to hand over the third-rank alchemist, so that she can become the queen alchemist of our South Vietnam, and benefit our South Vietnam.
As long as the third-rank alchemist becomes the imperial alchemist, our South Vietnam country can not only cultivate a group of foundation-building monks, but also attract talents and wise men in various fields, and even promote economic development. At that time, our South Vietnam country will increase the country’s distance. Is the level still far away? "
Hearing this, Huangfu's eyes flickered slightly, and Xian'er really said what he felt. He was indeed his most valued son and did not disappoint him.
"Hey, the third-rank alchemist is very noble, do you think Ye Changqing will be willing to hand it over?" Huangfutian sighed lightly.
(End of this chapter)
