Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor!

Chapter 420: Chapter 419

Chapter 420: Chapter 419


Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation


Sunlight beamed through the cracks of the verdant and lush forest, yet a sinister plot was quietly creeping over.


Inside the tent, Qin Yi returned to the Origin s.p.a.ce. Upon entering, luscious green vines coiled around her waist and brought her to the little plum blossom.


After being baptized by the spirit qi, the little plum blossom was no longer what it was in the past. Green leaves and snow-white plum blossoms were now present. It even emitted a faint blossom scent.


The green vines rubbed intimately at Qin Yi’s waist, speaking, “Master, little plum blossom missed you.”


The spirit qi in the Origin s.p.a.ce was similar to the Star Continent. Having stayed in there for so long, it gradually gained sentience and intelligence and was now on par with Ji and the others, capable of communicating mentally with Qin Yi.


Qin Yi caressed the pure white flower, a.s.suring it, “Obedient, I missed you too.”


After returning, she became more aware that her spirit pets treated her extremely well. She had overlooked their care and concern in the past.


Little plum blossom bent a branch. For some reason, it sensed that Qin Yi was different from before, but it still liked her.


Qin Yi prepared herself inside the Origin s.p.a.ce. She put away the ring given by Feng Qingge and looked at the beauty in the mirror. She gave a light chuckle and decided never to change again.


Yun Huan prepared lunch outside. His slender fingers were pleasing to the eye, even when just preparing food. Qin Hanyu stayed on the sidelines unhappily. He wanted to prepare food for Baobao as well, but he was helpless against the man, who forbade him from helping.


Mu Xuanran sucked on a straw in his mouth and pursed his thin lips. He climbed up a tree again and gazed into the distance; no one knew what he was thinking about.


“G.o.d! Prince Charming, how can you be so beautiful? I’m falling in love with you.”


Deng Baoping’s loud voice rang out, causing Mu Xuanran to turn around. Once he did, he was unable to avert his eyes.


The person beneath the sunlight looked as though she had arrived on a cloud. Her face was the size of a hand, with porcelain-like skin that glistened under the sun, causing people to have the desire to reach out and caress her face.


Those indifferent phoenix eyes and brows looked perfectly drawn, with rosy lips that made people want to kiss her.


The red dress added to her coldness yet made her even more elegant.


Flattering but not frail, cold yet n.o.ble. Such a being was enough to make others become crazy and intoxicated.


Forget Mu Xuanran, everyone had their eyes fixed on Qin Yi. Could such a person truly exist in the mortal plane? They felt as though they had ascended to heaven.


Yun Huan’s peach blossom eyes were filled with surprise. He always knew that his little fellow looked beautiful cross-dressed as a girl, but he did not expect her to be so beautiful. Even without makeup, she made the rest of the world lose its splendor.


He walked forward to his little lady and produced a blazing red spider lily at the tip of his fingertips. The current Qin Yi was like this blossoming and blazing flower.


Qin Yi nodded her head slightly, remaining cool and grand. Her imposing, queenly aura was extremely abundant.


At this moment, she was no longer Prince, but a Queen. A metamorphosis.


Yun Huan knelt down on one knee. The all-powerful Young Emperor currently had a gentle look on his face as he lowered himself to speak, “My queen.”


Qin Yi extended her white hand, beautiful and flawless. Her fingers were slender and fine, every single one absolutely perfect.


Yun Huan gave a shallow smile as the cold aura in his peach blossom eyes broke, replaced by warmth. He gently kissed Qin Yi’s fingertips, an impeccable love in his eyes.


A handsome man and a beauty; it was a feast for the eyes.


Deng Baoping and the others did not dare make a sound, afraid to interrupt this beautiful painting. Even Yang Qingtian swallowed the bitterness in her mouth and silently wished for the happiness of the person in her heart.