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1733. Exit

1733. Go out of seclusion

Qin Palace.

Qin Yin sat on the high seat, and below, the saint Gu Yao knelt on the ground and bowed, with a little panic on his face: "Gu Yao, I asked you, last night, I asked you and the Holy Son to complete the house. Why did you disobey my orders and leave without authorization?"

Gu Yao's face was frightened, and when she bit her red lips, she looked up and looked at Qinyin: "Party Lord, I don't understand. Chu Yun was just a mortal world. The person who was expelled from the Sword Immortal Palace, how could he be the sage son?"

"And the palace master secretly enthroned the saint's son, I wonder if the elders of Qin Palace know it?"

"Random!" As soon as Gu Yao's words fell, Qin Jiu shouted angrily and slapped it out with a palm. As the energy swelled, it immediately hit Gu Yao's delicate body.

Gu Yao groaned, fell to the ground again, and a bloody color flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

"The Palace Master is here, you little saint dare to speak to the Palace Master with such an attitude?"

"Is there any palace master in your eyes?"

Qin Jiu shouted coldly, Gu Yao was spread on the ground, her face was pale, but she didn't say anything, just lowered her head.

No one knows what this saint of Qin Palace is thinking at this time.

Qinyin also showed some displeasure at this time, and looked at the saint of Qin Palace below.

"Saint, I will remind you that now, I am the palace lord of Qin Palace!"

"If you follow me, you must follow me, and if you don't follow me, you must follow me."

"You are now the concubine of the Holy Son. When the Holy Son comes out of seclusion, I will let you fulfill your family again. At that time, if you dare to disobey our orders again, there is no need to sit as the saint."

Qin Yin snorted coldly, then left with her sleeves.

In the hall, only Gu Yao was left there, with a pretty face, but it was even paler.

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"The Palace Master, the Saint is the Old Palace Master Dongmei after all. Will it be inappropriate for us to treat her like this?"

After returning to the bedroom, Qin Jiu was a little worried and reminded Qinyin.

"There is nothing wrong. It is the rule of the Qin Palace to marry the Holy Son. Even if that old guy comes out of seclusion, she has no right reason to accuse me." Qin Yin replied coldly.

"But the Palace Master, the Old Palace Master Dongmei, she always wanted to recommend her son as the Holy Son of Qin Palace, and she also favored the Saint, so she had long wanted to match them together. Now that Chu Yun is in the position of the Holy Son, you betrothed her disciple to Chu Yun, the Old Palace Master will be furious when he knows it."

"I'm afraid she will use her prestige in the palace to make things difficult for the palace master." Qin Jiu's eyes showed a worried look.

Dongmei was the prestigious palace master of Qin Palace. She supported many elders with her. Qin Yin was not long after serving as Qin Palace, and her foundation was still shallow and she has always been constrained by Dongmei.

Just like the position of the Saint, Qinyin was originally chosen by someone else, but the woman died bizarrely. Although there is no evidence, anyone with discerning eyes knew that Dongmei must have used her power in the Qin Palace to attack the monster. Later, Dongmei even borrowed a group of elders to put pressure on Qinyin, and eventually made her disciple Gu Yao become the Saint.

"Hmph, this Qin Palace belongs to me Qinyin. Is this palace enthroned the saint son? Can you still let her agree?" Qinyin's words were full of anger.

At this time, Gu Yao also left the Immortal Palace and arrived at the Dong's house in Qincheng.

She didn't expect that the palace master insisted on letting her be Chu Yun's concubine. Is this clearly a humiliation of her?

"Yaoer, don't worry."

"My mother is about to come out of seclusion."

"At that time, my mother will make the decision for you, even if the Lord of Qin Palace, I will never dare to do anything to you?" Dongtian comforted from the side.

Gu Yao's eyes were red and she nodded to Dongtian.

That's all now.

Everything can only be decided by her teacher after she comes out of seclusion.

The remaining days.

Gu Yao was waiting anxiously.

In Qinshan, the young man under the ancient tree kept sitting cross-legged. His breath was also increasing bit by bit while the three thousand thunder and lightning operations were running.

As for the Qin Palace, there is a quiet color.

Mu Qingxue was practicing piano quietly as usual, but in her spare time, the face of the boy always appeared in her mind unconsciously.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. As soon as she closed her eyes, the boy who recited poems for him in the restaurant rang out. However, she had never seen him again since that day.

Yes, Chu Yungui is the saint son, and he is a little girl with a piano. How can he be qualified to see him?

The gap between people is really big.

On the bank of the river, Mu Qingxue held her cheeks and looked into the distance, but she felt full of loss.

Qin Yin, the head of the Qin Palace, would occasionally stop when passing by Qinshan and sighed resentfully: "This little unscrupulous person doesn't come out to see his sister. He doesn't really plan to practice like this in the past three months, right?"

Chu Yun is no longer there, and the piano sound is no longer teased, so it’s very boring.

However, when Qin Yin was standing at the foot of Qin Mountain, she was filled with resentment.

Little did they know that in a manor in Qincheng, a beautiful woman suddenly opened her eyes.

In an instant, since the sky was already in full swing, it suddenly rioted.

The wind and clouds roll, and the sky and the earth change color.

A gust of strong wind swept wildly.

"This...is this?"

The entire Qincheng was sensational.

Even the Qinyin under Qinshan, her beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly. She looked at the direction of the rolling Yuanli, but her pretty face became more and more solemn.

"Has she broken through?"

Qincheng, Dongjia.

Hundreds of tribes knelt down and bowed to the ground, and worshiped respectfully and respectfully in front of them.

The strong wind swept, and the sand flew and the stones walked away.
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