Maid Crossing 3: Mad Concubine Overwhelms the World

Chapter 127 A Night of Passion [6]

His gaze stayed on Yebei's delicate face, which was set off by the men's clothing, and followed her, until she walked to the end steps of the main hall and sat down, then she took her gaze back.

Sensing Nangong Liuyun's gaze, Ye Bei smiled, but was secretly annoyed in his heart.

"queen!"

Nangong Chuge accompanied Ye Bei to sit on the chair very gently, and let go of the palm around her slender waist.

But he didn't leave Yebei, but climbed up her back and onto her shoulders.

Putting Yebei's shoulders lightly, he quietly smiled and asked, "It seems that you know him!"

Of course he was referring to Nangong Liuyun.

He did not see the expression on Yebei's face.

However, Nangong Chuge could see clearly the gaze that Nangong Liuyun stopped on Yebei's face all the way.

Hearing Nangong Chuge's question full of doubts, Yebei just smiled lightly.

Looking sideways, looking at Nangong Liuyun's stunning face that fascinated all beings, he smiled and said, "Don't you remember what I said that day?"

On that day, she had already admitted that the person she met was Nangong Liuyun.

It's just that Nangong Chuge himself didn't believe it.

This time, Nangong Chuge didn't laugh at Ye Bei's words.

His deep eyes revealed a little thought and pondering.

Glancing at Yebei's smiling face, he straightened up and sat back on his dragon chair.

His eyes focused on the direction of Nangong Liuyun, and the lazy smile on the corner of his mouth became even more serious.

Seeing Nangong Liuyun take off the folding fan at his waist and open it casually, Nangong Chuge's eyes suddenly became icy cold.

He knows this folding fan!

On the fan, although there is no suit at all.

But he is very familiar with the jade pendant tied on the fan.
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Yehua Palace

Yuehuachi Huxin Pavilion
Ye Bei sat in the pavilion, watching the water ripples in layers under the night wind, and the waves carried the cold moonlight, shaking the stone railings of the pavilion into faint patterns of winning light.

(End of this chapter)