Luo Qingyu's mind flashed with inspiration and blurted out: "You are Xiaoqian?"
The little fox paused, and his pure black eyes turned on Luo Qingyu's body, and a hint of surprise flashed: "I didn't expect you, a little human, to have this knowledge..." His voice was tender, like a boy
sound.
It was indeed him!
Luo Qingyu actually just remembered the immortal fox's nest from the tail behind it-
Qingqiu, then I remembered Xiaoqiu's identity, which seemed to be the little prince of the Fox King in Qingqiu...
Her heart was thrilled, Xiaoqian is here, is that Yan Chi also?
Although Xiaoqian's voice had the natural sense of superiority and contempt for humans as a fox clan, Luo Qingyu didn't take it seriously.
No matter what, he is still a child, and he is the adopted son of Indra. He doesn't look at monks and Buddha's faces, and for Indra's sake, she doesn't have the same knowledge as him.
She smiled slightly and compared her hand to the chair: "It's a guest from afar, little guy, please sit down."
Xiaoqian was suffocated, turned around and jumped onto the back of the chair, staring at her with dark eyes: "You are not worthy of my dad!"
What an unlovable kid, he speaks so sharply and straightforwardly!
However, Luo Qingyu was not angry. If she was angry by a child, it would not be her.
"Uh?" Luo Qingyu leaned against the table with his arms and said leisurely: "Children, it's not your final decision to match it or not, your adoptive father has the final decision."
Xiaoqian choked by her words, held the back of the chair with her front paws, stretched out her body to make herself look taller.
It stood on the back of the chair and stood up, it was a small piece higher than Luo Qingyu. It looked down at her, with a condescending meaning: "Dad was just fascinated by you for a moment, he wouldn't really like it.
Your identities are too different…”
Luo Qingyu smiled, picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip, and said calmly: "Little guy, have you never heard a saying that when love comes, age is not a problem, and family is not a problem..."
She glanced at Xiaoqian again lightly: "Sometimes species are not even a problem."
Xiaoqian: "…"
It whispered a little mouth and said proudly: "This is just a bad reason for you humans to find for yourself when you want to climb up to the gods! It would be fine if you are an ordinary god, but my father is not an ordinary god! He is a noble person
How could his wife be a mortal, who is the son of the Emperor of Heaven and will succeed to the position of Emperor of Heaven in the future?”
This sentence was like a gioree exploding on Luo Qingyu's head.
The son of the Emperor of Heaven?!
She had guessed that he might be a god who had descended to earth to experience tribulations, and also guessed that his identity would not be too low, but Xiao Qian's words still made her so thunderous!
He is actually the son of the Emperor of Heaven!
And it is the prince of heaven—
If he becomes the Emperor of Heaven in the future, wouldn’t his wife be the legendary Queen Mother?!
Luo Qingyu's heart was in a mess...
It seems that she is destined to have an indissoluble bond with the prince in this life.
Instead of marrying the prince in the human world, he married the prince in heaven—