Looking at Lan Jifeng's sad eyes, Qiao Xinxian sighed: "Your Majesty, the Crown Princess actually knew that she was the adopted daughter of the Mu family. She just didn't know that she was your daughter. With the careful care of the prince, she lived a very happy life. She was already someone else's wife, so it doesn't matter whether she could find her biological parents or not. The most important thing is that the prince and her can be together forever."

Lan Jifeng frowned and thoughtful.

At this time, a faint voice swept down from the upper floor: "No matter how annoyed and regretful you are in your heart at this moment, there is nothing to do. Because you have completely missed her childhood and growth, and now, if you want to take her away, she no longer belongs to you. She has her own future life, that is, her husband and her future children."

Luo Tianling was worried after all, so he came down.

When he was holding the steps down step by step, Qiao Xinxian quickly stepped forward and helped him: "Second uncle, it's getting late, aren't you going to bed?"

Luo Tianling shook his head and said, "I can't sleep anymore."

Lan Jifeng stepped forward and personally helped Luo Tianling up, and Qiao Xinxian retreated aside.

Yan Bei quickly brewed a cup of refreshing tea for Luo Tianling, and after serving it, he also stepped aside.

Luo Tianling was polite to him, looked at him and smiled and said, "Bibei, there are so many children here, just go down and take a rest. You are not young anymore."

Yan Bei smiled slightly: "I'm not tired."

Luo Tianling was a little helpless, waved his hand and said, "Zhuoran, take your grandpa back to your room to rest."

Zhuoran naturally did not dare to disobey, so he had to go forward and said, "Grandpa, I can take care of you here, so you can go back and rest first."

In front of the sofa, Lan Jifeng and Luo Tianling sat down together. He spoke with sorrow and mist: "Uncle Tianling, why did my daughter become the crown princess of Ningguo?"

Luo Tianling was unhappy when asked this sentence.

He looked dark and said seriously: "My crown prince of Ningguo, plus the monogamous marriage law, isn't it worthy of your daughter?"

"No, no, no," Lan Jifeng was a little annoyed, but was really anxious: "I just wonder how they met!"

He didn't want to have the illusion that he had been trapped.

Luo Tianling picked up the tea, tasted it, and saw that Zhuoran had returned, then dropped the cup and said, "Zhuoran, explain the encounter between the prince and the princess, to His Majesty Citi. Don't miss the details you should say, so as not to think that we deliberately found his daughter for another purpose."

Qiao Xinxian held back her laughter, but said nothing.

Lan Jifeng couldn't argue: "Uncle Tianling, I didn't mean that!"

Luo Tianling didn't look at him, but he was angry anyway: "You didn't care about your daughter, so you let her stay away. My dear grandson met her, married her, and loved her so much. In the future, she will be the queen of the mother's etiquette in the world. Not only did you not thank me, but you also questioned me what happened. I am so old, so naturally I have a temper!"

Lan Jifeng: "..."

Zhuoran immediately took a few steps forward and explained very seriously: "Your Majesty Citi, you may have misunderstood. The fate between the prince and the princess is really wonderful, I will tell you a little bit."

So, in the following time, the salty sea flavor and the cold crape myrtle fragrance were intertwined. With Zhuoran's careful explanation, everyone heard a love fairy tale that was even more exciting than an idol drama.

Luo Tianling smiled slightly, the anger he had just faded away, and he was trapped in his grandson's love story, and even squinted his eyes, looking quite enjoyable.

Lan Jifeng was also silent. As he listened, he let go of his heart, lifted up again, and let go again.

When he heard that Bai Li Mo had actually kidnapped his daughter and wanted to rape her. The daughter cut her wrist and committed suicide, he was so angry that he wanted to tear Bai Li Mo out of his body!

Unfortunately, Citi's national defense force was not strong enough. He had the courage to condemn and denounce Mo Ye Kingdom, but he did not have the courage to fight with Mo Ye Kingdom. That was undoubtedly a rock with an egg. He pity the people, so he naturally could not bear to fall into the tragedy of war.

After Zhuoran finished speaking, the night was already deeper and deeper.

Lan Jifeng was not sleepy at all. After a while, he looked up and looked at Luo Tianling carefully and said, "Tianxing and the prince have such a deep relationship. I am afraid it is difficult to take her back. However, Uncle Tianling, you can give me such a prescription last time, which shows that there is a tumor in my mind. I have no children. If Tianxing doesn't come back to inherit the throne, my future is worrying!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianling closed his eyes, as if he was helping him think of a solution.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes as unfathomable as a deep pool stared at Lan Jifeng and said, "If Tianxing inherits Citi Kingdom, then the rule of Citi Kingdom in the future will fall on Tianxing's son, right?"

Lan Jifeng nodded: "This is naturally. My Lan family's bloodline is royal bloodline. How can I be confused? If not, why should I find the stars back?"

Luo Tianling had a faint smile on his lips and said, "What should I do? My grandson married your daughter. Although the wedding has not been held yet, they are legal couples who have obtained a marriage certificate and have already become husband and wife. Perhaps, the little prince has already planted it in his stomach."

Lan Jifeng: "..."

Luo Tianling pretended to be a headache, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and said, "I really don't know that the family of this grandson wife is so troublesome. Otherwise, I wouldn't let my good grandson marry her no matter what she said! Now that I have a little prince, if I stayed with you, Citi, to inherit the throne, who will inherit my Daning throne?"

Lan Jifeng: "..."

Luo Tianling slowly stood up and called Zhuoran while standing: "Zhuoran, I have a headache. The old man is old and can't stay up late or get hurt. Help me go back to my room to rest."

Zhuoran immediately stepped forward and carefully supported Luo Tianling.

When his big hand touched Luo Tianling's arm, it was hard to imagine that he was so close to the world-famous Emperor of Eternality. A great sense of glory and pride came, and Zhuoran would never forget this moment in his life.

Lan Jifeng watched Luo Tianling leave helplessly.

He sat dejectedly, his mind burst out and hurt!

Luo Tianling's voice was like a spell, constantly wandering over the hall: If the little prince stayed with you, Citi, who would inherit the throne of my Daning?
Chapter completed!