As a pair of white jade-like hands slowly stretched out, everyone looked forward to it, hoping to see the first look of the North Vietnamese princess...

Leng Qianyu held the hand of the palace maid beside her and walked slowly down on the stool. Every move was outstanding and charming. Especially the extremely red plum on her forehead, which set off her snow-like skin, and her every frown and smile made people lose their souls...

Feng Qingcheng walked out of the imperial city, and it happened that Leng Qianyu was walking out of the carriage. After seeing Leng Qianyu's appearance, Feng Qingcheng felt that his breath was instantly taken away. His eyes were staring at her tightly, and his steps were uncontrollably walking over.

"I'm asking the princess..." After seeing Leng Qianyu's true face, the Fenghuang official sighed in secret that there seemed to be another beauty in this world.

"Yaoer, is Yaoer you?" Feng Qingcheng, who came back to his senses, walked up quickly and grabbed Leng Qianyu's shoulders tightly: "You are Yaoer, right? I knew you wouldn't die, you wouldn't die..."

"Emperor, Emperor..."

"Princess, let go of my princess..." Faced with Feng Qingcheng's excitement, the people around him seemed surprised. They reacted and wanted to pull the two of them away, but they could only persuade them because of their noble identities.

"Who is Yao'er? Let go..." Leng Qianyu was shocked, but tried hard to remain calm. A delicate face turned cold: "Is this how the emperor of your country welcomes the guests?"

"Yao'er, it's my fault, it's my fault. It's me that I didn't protect you well. Don't be angry, okay? Come back and come to my side, I swear you will never be hurt in the future..." Feng Qingcheng looked at the similar cold and Qianyu, and incoherently promised.

"You have recognized the wrong person, I am not your Yao'er. My name is Leng Qianyu, and I am the adopted daughter of the Emperor of North Vietnam. Please make it clear..." Leng Qianyu was so hugged by him that he was almost breathless. Your sister, if it weren't for your infatuation, she would have ruined your ### for your sake.

"No, no, you are my Yao'er. I can feel it, I can feel it..." Feng Qingcheng didn't want to listen to Leng Qianyu's words. He still stubbornly believed that Leng Qianyu was Nalan Yaoyao...

"It seems very lively here..." With a cold voice, the emperor of the Suzaku Kingdom appeared in a low-key manner. Looking at the person who was hugged tightly by Feng Qingcheng, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is in broad daylight, does the emperor of the Phoenix know that he should avoid suspicion?"

"Geliluo, your woman is being held by someone, how dare you tell me sarcastic words? Believe it or not, I tear your mouth..." Leng Qianyu looked at Geliluo's appearance and roared in anger. Geliluo's face, who was pointed at the name, froze, and then looked at Leng Qianyu carefully: "Are you Leng Qianyu? Why are you here?"

"Your sister, I'm almost suffocating. Can you rescue me first and speak..." Leng Qian yelled in a tone. Why are these people still doing slow things?

When Ge Liluo heard this, he nodded to Minghong. Then Leng Qianyu was rescued. Seeing that his face was red, he had a different kind of cruel and beautiful Leng Qianyu. Ming Hong coughed a few times, and then asked with concern: "Miss Leng, are you okay?"

"You try to be strangled to death. Is there anything wrong?" Leng Qianyu glared at Ming Hong with annoyance.

"Oh, Miss Leng is really you..." Murong Jin's ears moved when he heard someone shouting Leng Qianyu in the car. Then, after hearing the dreamy voice, he rolled down from the carriage excitedly. Regardless of the sound of laughing around, his eyes looked at Leng Qianyu, who seemed to have become more and more beautiful after leaving for five years.

"Ge Liluo, what do you mean?" Feng Qingcheng looked at Leng Qianyu hiding behind Ge Liluo, his eyes spitting out: "You ruined my Yao'er, are you going to steal her again this time?"

"Correction first, Yao'er's death is in your palace, not in my palace!" Ge Liluo looked at him coldly: "You hold your hand, holding too many hands. I haven't settled the score with you for Yao'er's death..."

"You dare to say that I endured the pain of giving Yao'er to you, but what about you? She actually made her disappear in this world. Do you think you made Yao'er disappear?" The two emperors started arguing over a woman under the gate of the imperial city.

"Hey, he didn't mean it. What's more, Ge Liluo suffered a bad pain for Nalan Yaoyao at that time. Nalan Yaoyao's disappearance was destined by God..." Leng Qianyu looked at Ge Liluo who was unable to speak, and immediately felt a little embarrassed. She didn't know why she came here to protect him like this.

"How do you know?" Feng Qingcheng's gaze was staring at her.

Leng Qianyu curled her lips: "Because I also witnessed it..."

"You are talking nonsense..." Feng Qingcheng pointed at the two of them: "You are all lying to join forces, right? You are Yao'er, you are Yao'er, why are you unwilling to admit it? Could it be..." Feng Qingcheng looked at Ge Liluo with his eyes: "You already like him..."

"Hey, let me declare two points to you first. The first point is that I am not the Nalan Yaoyao you mentioned. I have seen that woman, and I don't look like her at all. The second point..." Leng Qianyu pointed at Ge Liluo: "In order to make Nalan Yaoyao's body last forever, he promised my father to marry me in the house. We are husband and wife. Who do you think I like?"

"You, you, you..." Feng Qingcheng only felt the pain in his chest, and fainted after vomiting blood. The scene was suddenly in a state of confusion...

"Aren't you supposed to be in the mountains? Why did you come out? And you became a princess. What's going on..." Seeing Leng Qianyu leaving, Ge Liluo grabbed her hand and asked. Leng Qianyu curled her lips: "This matter is a long story, and this is not a place to talk about..."

"Follow me to the station..." Ge Liluo had no intention of letting her go. Leng Qianyu rolled her eyes, looked at the chaotic scene over there and asked her people to go to the station first. I'm afraid that life will be very uneasy in the future...

When he arrived at the station, he looked at the few radish heads popping out of Leng Qianyu's car in turn. Murong Jin's heart was cold: "This, this is, you, you..."

"These three are my younger brothers, and this one is my son..." Leng Qianyu did not avoid suspicion and introduced the four radish diced one by one.

"Is this your son? His father is..." Murong Jin looked at Ge Liluo suspiciously, as if he felt that the boy's face looked very similar to the emperor.

"Stop looking, this child's father is not him..." Leng Qianyu waved his hand, and then asked the palace maids and guards around him to go out to play with these four radish dices.

"You can't run around, do you know? You must hold hands together..." Leng Qianyu gave some advice to the four radish dices. After a few days of getting along, the relationship between the three children and Feng'er seemed to be getting better and better. Although Feng'er still seemed a little worried and be careful, it was better than at the beginning...

After watching the children leave, Leng Qianyu's gentle smile suddenly became cold. She seemed to have exhausted all over her body, and she lay on the table: "I'm so tired..."

"Miss Leng, it seems to be very hard..." Murong Jin looked at her with some distress. However, Ge Liluo sat opposite her, drinking tea gulply, and looked at her later: "Now, can you say how you become a princess of North Vietnam..."

"This is a long story, look..."

"Say..." Ge Liluo's extremely cold tone made Leng Qianyu pause. Then he curled his lips and said everything he had encountered in North Vietnam. Finally, he waved his hand: "Seeing Duanmu Jing has been pestering me shamelessly, the Prime Minister suggested that I be the emperor's adopted daughter. In this way, he could no longer attack his sister, so..."

"As you said that, you had already come out of the mountain five years ago. Why didn't you go to Zhuque to find me?" Ge Liluo stared at Leng Qianyu and said, "I said that I will fulfill my obligation..."

"That's why I don't want to go!" Leng Qianyu stood up from the table: "I said that the marriage between you and me was invalid. You begged my father to protect Nalan Yaoyao, but she was gone, so the engagement would naturally be invalid. And what I want is a stranger who truly loves my husband, not a person who has to tie him together for the sake of his obligations..."

"You know..." Ge Liluo's tone became soft after hearing Leng Qianyu's words. Before he could speak, Leng Qianyu made a stop gesture: "Okay, I know what you are going to say. You only have Nalan Yaoyao in your heart, right? So I didn't plan to grab Nalan Yaoyao's location, nor did I want you to compensate me. I came out because I was bored in the mountains and wanted to come out to play. As for my future life, I don't need your interference, let alone your attention..."

Speaking of this, Leng Qianyu stood up, with a little indifference and distance on his face: "You and I are just familiar strangers, why do you care too much?" After saying that, he left Ge Liluo's room. After walking out of Ge Liluo's room, Leng Qianyu leaned against the door and breathed deeply, and then left.

Murong Jin looked at Leng Qianyu's departure back and felt very distressed. He looked at Ge Liluo with a reproachful look: "Your Majesty, if you don't plan to spend your life with Miss Leng, why should you hold that engagement tightly? As Miss Leng said, what she wants is just a stranger who loves her husband, not a stranger who is together for the engagement..."

"I know..." Ge Liluo responded lightly: "When I can't love her, I don't want to hurt her..."

"You have hurt others a long time ago..." Murong Jin muttered dissatisfiedly: "Master, she is a girl. Even if a man is said like this several times, he will be injured long ago, let alone his daughter's house?"

"Me?" Ge Liluo was stunned: "Have you hurt her?"

"Yeah..." Murong Jin nodded with certainty: "Your Majesty, you are not only injured, but also very much. Miss Leng is a strong woman. If it were other girls, I would have been killed long ago..." After saying that, he blamed Ge Liluo again. The so-called mercy and savage of this man probably only saw Nalan Yaoyao, and no one else could think of it. Alas... Poor Miss Leng! Murong Jin felt infinitely distressed...
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