Yuwen Jueran was blaming Qingling for saying that Huangfu Yiyu was her.
Yes! It is so embarrassing for a woman to say that a man is hers in front of so many people.
But it sounds normal to me because I am not an ancient person.
Also, I suddenly like the somewhat arrogant Qing Ling.
I just heard Yuwen Jueran say that she was a princess, and that was the result of her temper!
But I think she is arrogant and unreasonable, but in fact she is pure and kind at heart.
The more such a person is, the more adorable he is, the more hateful he is, and the more likely he is to be exploited.
"What are you planning?"
I don't know if my emotions just now were leaked, but after hearing what Huangfu Yiyu said, I was really afraid that my emotions just now were leaked.
And there is another fear, that is, I am afraid that Huangfu Yiyu has the ability to read minds.
However, I think that is impossible!
I looked at him with a faint smile and said nothing.
There was no answer, no denial, just my distant yet signature smile.
The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle...
"Brother Emperor..."
I heard Qing Ling cry out in grievance, as if she was extremely wronged.
After that, I didn’t hear Yuwen Jueran’s voice. Instead, I heard the sounds of many people kneeling on the ground, and then: “Long live, long live, long live, long live, long live…”
That chorus of shouts was undoubtedly Huangfu Yiyu's father greeting Yuwen Jueran.
It's great to be an emperor, so many people kneel down and kowtow.
Following their footsteps, I walked into Huangfu Yiyu's home.
This place is very impressive, this is the only word I can think of to describe it.
Now, it has nothing to do with me. I am just like the souls of a group of strangers. I don’t have to listen to what they say, I just do what I want to do.
My eyes wandered, looking at Huangfu Yiyu's home.
I didn't use any adjectives in my mind, I just felt that the momentum here was very overwhelming.
When I got to the hall, I felt a little confused. I didn't know whether I should sit down or stand.
Huangfu Yiyu looked at me jokingly and said, "Sit down!"
He was talking about the seat next to him, so I had no choice but to sit down.
I don't have any self-abuse in my heart. If he wants me to sit down, I will sit down.
Standing is not as comfortable as sitting!!!
"Who is this?"
The person who spoke was an old man who was half a hundred years old. I knew that he was Huangfu Yiyu's father, Old Huangfu.