Young Master Liu looked at Xie Yun who was about to salute, waved his hand with a faint smile, and walked straight towards the main seat in the living room.
"Okay, okay, no need to be polite."
Qi Yun and the other sisters also smiled and held up their hands.
"No gifts, no gifts at all."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, ladies and gentlemen."
Liu Mingzhi sat on the chair, looked up at Xie Qingtong who was on crutches, and shook his head angrily.
"Bitch, I've told you so many times before, your legs and feet are inconvenient, so you don't need to be so polite when you meet me.
Damn, you don’t have a long memory at all.”
Young Master Liu didn't care about Meng Li's presence and just cursed Xie Qingtong in an angry tone.
Xie Qingtong looked at Mr. Liu sitting on the chair and grinned.
He didn't care at all about Mr. Liu's curse words.
The commander-in-chief is still the commander-in-chief back then. After Bao Ze met again, if he didn't scold me, I would still feel uncomfortable.
Now, after being scolded by the commander, I instantly felt that my whole body was clear.
"Commander, etiquette cannot be discarded, etiquette cannot be discarded."
"You bastard, hurry up and sit down."
"Yes, thank you Marshal for the seat."
"You all should take your seats too."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Your Majesty."
After Meng Li and others bowed, they walked to the side and sat down.
The matchmaker, who had always been articulate and well-spoken before, found out the true identity of Young Master Liu.
At this time, he nodded and lowered his eyebrows, and sat on the chair next to Meng Li obediently, not even daring to say a word.
After the crowd dispersed, Xie Qingtong saw Liu Zhi'an and his wife at a glance.
He looked slightly startled at first, then immediately stood up and saluted.
"Junior Xie Qingtong, meet Uncle Liu and meet Auntie."
Seeing this, Mrs. Xie Meng Li quickly stood up.
Liu Zhian sat on it and waved his hands cheerfully.
"Okay, okay, there are no outsiders, no need to be polite, no need to be polite."
"Thank you uncle, thank you aunt."
"Sit down, sit down."
"Yes, nephew, I obey."
"Thank you uncle, thank you aunt."
After Meng Li thanked her, she sat down again gracefully.
Liu Mingzhi saw Liu Zhi'an and his wife, Qi Yun, Qing Lian, Murong Shan, the Queen and their sisters sitting down one after another, then turned to look at the maids headed by Yu'er standing outside the hall door.
"Yu'er."
"My slave is here."
"Look at the tea."
"Yes, slave, I obey."
Yu'er quickly nodded to the maids behind her, then walked gently to Young Master Liu's side with the tray in her hand and stopped.
"Uncle, tea."
"Um."
Liu Mingzhi took the tea and took a sip, looking down at Xie Qingtong's legs.
"Qingtong."
"The general is here, Commander-in-Chief?"
"It's so cold, can your legs still hurt?"
When Xie Qingtong saw Liu Mingzhi, he did not first ask about his appointment today. Instead, he first cared about his leg problem.
The tough man's eyes instantly turned red.
He punched his legs hard, grinned at Young Master Liu and shook his head.
"Commander, it's still the same."
Liu Mingzhi looked straight at Xie Qingtong and sighed softly.
"Oh, good brothers, I am sorry for you."
Xie Qingtong stood up suddenly and shook his head vigorously.
"Commander, you must not say that.
The general only regrets that he has failed to live up to his expectations and cannot continue to accompany you, the commander-in-chief, to fight in the north and south and charge into battle like other robes."
"You bastard, sit down quickly, sit down quickly."
"Yes, I will obey your orders."
Liu Mingzhi picked up his tea cup and gestured to Xie Qingtong.
"Don't just talk, drink some tea to warm your body."
"Thank you, Marshal."
"When did you and Madam-in-law come to the capital?"
"Back to the Commander-in-Chief, I arrived in the capital three days ago with my concubine and my daughter."
"What? You have been in the capital for three days."
"Come back to Commander, that's right."
Mr. Liu chewed the tea leaves between his teeth and glared at Xie Qingtong with a slight frown.
"You bastard, you've been in the capital for three fucking days, and you don't know how to come to me for a drink?"
Xie Qingtong sat up straight and explained with a wry smile: "Commander, you have really wronged the general.
When I finally returned to the capital, I saw that my period of rest was about to end.
I'm worried that you are too busy, so I don't dare to come to your door to have a drink with you."
"You still have the same donkey temper as before."
"Hahaha, what the commander taught me is that the general must correct himself, he must correct himself."
Mr. Liu shook his head gently and turned to look at the girl sitting next to Mrs. Xie.
The girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a pretty and colorful appearance, almond-shaped eyes and peach cheeks, and a graceful and graceful appearance. She is in the prime of life.
Seeing the girl's pretty and colorful appearance, Liu Dashao nodded subconsciously, and involuntarily whispered in his heart: "What a little beauty with a face as beautiful as a flower, as beautiful as a flower and a jade!"
"Qingtong."
"Handsome."
"Is this girl next to Madam-in-law your second daughter Xie Yuanyuan who is about to get married?"
Xie Qingtong turned his head and glanced at the girl sitting next to his wife, and shook his head happily.
"Come back, Marshal, you have admitted your mistake. This girl is not Xie Yuanyuan, the second daughter of the general. She is Xie Bingyan, the youngest daughter of the general."
Upon hearing this, Young Master Liu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at the girl up and down with his eyes consciously or unconsciously.
"Oh - I made a mistake. I made a mistake. It turns out that this girl is your little daughter."
"Come back to Commander, that's right.
To be continued...