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Home > Fantasy > Soaring the Heavens > Chapter 1658

Chapter 1658

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"Lord Niu, you are too modest. The world is so big and there are too many things that the Trust Pavilion doesn't know. For example, we don't know what Lord Niu and Lady Mei talked about."

Miao Yi exchanged a meaningful look with the other party, then shook his head helplessly and said, "What else can we talk about? Some unpleasant things have happened in the Western Paradise before. I'm here to settle the score, not to protect you."

"Hehe!" As if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, Cao Man teased, "Not to mention Mei Ji, even if Jade-faced Buddha himself came, he probably wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the Heavenly Court, right?"

"Oh!" Miao Yi asked curiously, "Could it be that Owner really thinks that they are here to protect me?"

Cao Man smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid you'll have to ask Sir yourself. After all, no one knows what you've talked about."

Leaving the Pavilion of Faith and Justice, Miao Yi sat in the cabin, pondering over the meaning of Cao Man's strange words. He didn't know if Cao Man really knew something, but her words reminded him. At least he knew that Mei Ji was watching him.

He also didn't know what Mei Ji meant, but he had to be careful. As soon as he returned to the headquarters, he immediately ordered to strengthen the security.

Purgatory, Boundless Star. Yang Qing stood alone at the edge of a cliff, his cape gently fluttering in the wind. He put away the Star Bell in his hand and silently looked up at the stars in the night sky, his brows furrowed.

Yang Zhaoqing had already informed Miao Yi of the commotion at the Phantom City's Main Town Manor. When Yang Zhaoqing asked Miao Yi for the reason, Miao Yi could only say that he received a warning from the Pavilion of Faith and knew that the Killing Rakshasa Sect was monitoring him. As for why they were monitoring him, Miao Yi refused to tell him the truth. It was impossible for Miao Yi to tell him about the Nanwu Gate ruins.

Yang Qing also knew that Miao Yi was definitely hiding something from him. He felt helpless, but at the same time, he could understand. Everyone had their own secrets that they couldn't reveal to others.

What's more, Miao Yi had already made a huge change towards him, Yang Qing, and released a huge amount of trust in him. You couldn't expect someone like Miao Yi, who had been struggling on the edge of death for a long time, to be completely unreserved towards you. So, what Yang Qing was considering now was that he had to adjust his mentality as well. He couldn't always ask Miao Yi to do whatever he wanted. That would be unrealistic, and it would easily deepen the conflict between them. They had to examine and face the relationship between them in a pragmatic manner and find a way to balance things.

But in this way, he would have to spend even more energy and effort.

Jin Man, who was dressed in a long golden dress, had a graceful figure and a dignified and beautiful appearance. She quietly walked to Yang Qing's side and tilted her head to size him up.

From Yang Qing's furrowed brows, she could tell that he was deep in thought and did not notice her arrival.

Her bright eyes paused on the silver strands at Yang Qing's temples.

Although Yang Qing hadn't been here for long, the changes in his body were too obvious. Jin Man couldn't help but be shocked by the signs of aging caused by worry. "Is this a cultivator? Unconsciously, she secretly paid attention to him. After paying attention to him for a long time, she inexplicably felt that when this man was thinking about things, there was an indescribable aura about him. It was a unique aura that emanated from deep and earnest, without the slightest hint of pretense.

Sometimes, she would see him standing under a tree with his head slightly raised as he stared at a leaf in silence for a long time. Sometimes, she would see him standing in front of a potted plant, reaching out his hand to lightly touch the petals, frozen in place. Sometimes, she would see him looking up at the sky with his hands behind his back, silent for a long time … It was as if his silent silhouette was left behind everywhere, and traces of his contemplation were left behind everywhere. That kind of earnest, unforgettable, made everyone here subconsciously not dare to disturb him when he was in that state.

Sometimes, when she looked at him from afar, Jin Man really didn't know why this man would always be immersed in that kind of boundless depth. That kind of depth was so deep that people who looked at him would sink into it, unconsciously attracted to him and unable to take their eyes off him.

Jin Man didn't know what he was thinking about, but she knew that this man had unknowingly changed the Samsara's attitude towards him. In the beginning, everyone was forced to accept him as the so-called 'Grand Deacon', and in the beginning, they actually didn't take this so-called Grand Deacon seriously. But now, it seemed that the Samsara had truly approved of this Grand Deacon. Once he left the mediation, the Samsara would immediately be in chaos. At the very least, a bloody suppression by force was inevitable.

After so many people came, most of the old subordinates of the Samsara had already married. They all had families, and the women often didn't just have one person, they had masters and elders. Perhaps it could be suppressed by force, but what about the consequences?

In short, this man had quickly established a foothold in Purgatory in a very short time, and for the time being, the Samsara couldn't reject this man anymore.

"What is Grand Deacon thinking about? Why are you so engrossed in it?" Jin Man, who had been staring at him silently for a while, suddenly asked.

"Oh …" Yang Qing came back to his senses and turned his head to look at a pair of bright eyes that were looking at him. In an instant, they were locked in a stalemate, as if they both wanted to read each other's inner thoughts.

Jin Man smiled faintly. A rare gentle smile spread across her face, startling Yang Qing for a moment.

The two of them then turned their heads to look ahead. Yang Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly, "The Holy King's current situation in the Phantom City is worrying. Once something happens to the Holy King, you know the consequences."

Jin Man nodded, "I've also heard the news. The Holy King seems to have caused quite a ruckus in the Phantom City, repeatedly dragging the fugitives he captured to parade around the Phantom City. I don't know what the Pavilion of Faith and Justice is thinking. Previously, the Holy King sent me a message asking about the Sky Demon Dance. I wanted to ask him what exactly was going on, but after thinking about it, I didn't say anything. I know that if the Holy King doesn't want to talk about it, then there's no point in asking. He must have a reason for doing this. "

"Sky Demon Dance?" Yang Qing was stunned. He turned around and asked, "What's the Sky Demon Dance?"

Jin Man said, "It's just some despicable means, a dance that seduces men …"

"Congratulations, Milord. Congratulations, Milord."

Phantom City's Main Manor. After sending off the Celestial Valley Palace's bestowment personnel, Xu Tangran turned around and was the first to rush to congratulate Miao Yi. Everyone else followed suit.

Once again, Miao Yi, who was wearing a purple armor with a collar that had become a second segment, looked at Xu Tangran with a mocking gaze. He realized that this guy was really thick-skinned. He had already told him off last time, and this time, he still didn't change. It was as if he couldn't live without flattery.

Leading everyone back into the Grand Hall, Miao Yi stood at the highest seat and suddenly turned around. His deep gaze swept across everyone standing below, "From now on, withdraw the forces in the Phantom City, and strengthen the defenses inside and outside the Main Manor!"

With this order, it meant that the Pavilion of Faith and Justice had already repaid their debt to the Kou Clan, and would no longer provide him with protection on the surface.

He knew the Pavilion of Faith and Justice's attitude in secret, but some people didn't know that a crisis was coming!

Celestial Valley Palace. Lord Qing walked in unhurriedly. Xiahou Chengyu, who had heard the news, had already led his men out to welcome him. He smiled as he squatted in front of her, "Your Majesty, I welcome you."

"No need for formalities." Lord Qing quickly stepped forward and personally helped Xiahou Chengyu up by her elbow. He glanced at her protruding belly, and held her hand as he walked inside. "You are pregnant, so you can dispense with these formalities in the future."

"How can that be? Etiquette cannot be abolished!" Xiahou Chengyu, who had been obediently following him, pouted.

Lord Qing chuckled. He looked at the palace maids with new faces, and asked, "Are you used to the maids sent by the Xiahou Clan?"

These maids were not from the palace, but were chosen by the Xiahou Clan. They said that they were here to serve the Empress, but it seemed that their role was more protective. Under normal circumstances, people from outside the palace were not allowed to live in the palace. However, Qing Zhu made an exception this time because he was well aware of some of the dirty things that happened in the harem. In addition, the harem involved various factions, so some things were simply impossible to guard against.

Whether he liked Xiahou Chengyu or not was one thing, but since he had allowed Xiahou Chengyu to have an heir, the child in Xiahou Chengyu's belly was his flesh and blood, the first inheritance of Lord Qing's life. He had some special feelings in his heart. How could he let people with evil intentions stretch their poisonous hands towards his own flesh and blood?

He knew very well that in this world, if there was any faction that would wholeheartedly protect Xiahou Chengyu and the child in her belly, and at the same time have the ability to do so, it was only the Xiahou Clan. Thus, he specially selected reliable maids from the Xiahou Clan to come to Celestial Valley Palace to take care of Xiahou Chengyu.

"Your Majesty's maternal family has put in a lot of effort to take care of me," Xiahou Chengyu replied with a smile.

"Mm! That's good. "Lord Qing nodded. He looked left and right, then waved his hand." Everyone will be rewarded! "

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The palace maids immediately knelt down.

After entering the palace, Lord Qing sat down and pulled Xiahou Chengyu in front of him. He put his hands on her waist and put his ear on her half-bulging belly.

Xiahou Chengyu covered her mouth with a snicker. This was what Lord Qing would do every time he came after her belly was revealed.

If possible, she really hoped that her belly would always be this big. Ever since she became pregnant, Lord Qing's attitude towards her had never been this good. Not only was he warm and caring, he even came to see her every two or three days. Perhaps it was just because of her belly, but this feeling was really good.

The only bad thing was that Lord Qing didn't touch her when it came to bed. Even if she indicated that it was okay, Lord Qing would use the excuse of being careful and almost live in the Eastern Palace.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth in hatred. When Lord Qing happily moved his ear away from her belly, she rubbed her belly and said with some grievance, "Your Majesty, your concubine is pregnant. Is the Heavenly Consort unhappy?"

"Uh …" Lord Qing was stunned. "Why do you say that?"

Xiahou Chengyu said, "Every time I see the Heavenly Consort, she always has a cold face. It's as if the child in my belly owes her something."

The corner of Lord Qing's mouth twitched. He knew that something was wrong. He laughed dryly. "The Heavenly Consort's personality has always been like that. It's not like you don't know."

Xiahou Chengyu said, "It's not like Your Majesty doesn't know about the inner palace. This concubine can't help but think too much. Whenever I see the Heavenly Consort, your concubine subconsciously tightens her belly. I don't know why, but this concubine might be too narrow-minded. Your Majesty, why don't you let this concubine go to my maternal family to wait for the birth? "

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