When he turned around and wanted to leave, he saw a flash of yellow approaching from a distance and the powerful formation behind him. He felt unwilling to give in. He couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

"Why is it so lively?" A low voice broke the awkwardness, causing Wu Qingcheng to look at the middle-aged man in yellow who was walking in their direction. His powerful kingly aura made Qingcheng slightly distracted—

He is worthy of being the king of a country, and his courage in every gesture is incomparable to others.

And this middle-aged man, unlike Wei Jiangshuang's youthful appearance, had obvious signs of aging on his face. His face looked too busy with state affairs, which made Qingcheng slightly startled. This man turned out to be the one she had seen before.

That young woman's son, tsk tsk tsk tsk - it's really unbelievable, my mother is younger than her son, ugh - this world is really quite mysterious.

"Join Father——" Ye Limo and Ye Lijin saluted Ye Lihao who came over, and Qingcheng also saluted meaningfully.

"Qingcheng joins the Emperor," Qingcheng said softly. She raised her eyes to meet Ye Lihao's majestic gaze without any fear.

Ye Lihao was also observing Qingcheng when he looked at her again. When he saw her looking at him without a trace of fear, a flash of admiration flashed in her eyes, but when she saw his all-too-familiar face again, she was slightly startled.

Got it

Although they are still young and have not grown, they are so similar. The scar on the cheek obviously ruins the beauty, but it still makes him a little surprised——

What is the relationship between the most beautiful woman of the year and her, and why are they so similar?

After calming down a little, he concealed his depression, looked at Wu Qingcheng, lowered his voice and asked slightly in a hearty voice——

"Are you the third young lady of the dancer, Wu Qingcheng?" Ye Lihao asked slowly. For a moment, he thought of more than ten years ago, and in an instant he had to believe that he was really old.

His eyes glanced at Ye Limo and Ye Lijin, who were standing aside with different expressions, and a touch of sadness flashed through them.

His children are older and he is older

Qingcheng glanced at Ye Lihao slightly, and when she came into contact with his sad eyes again, she was a little surprised, and then answered quickly

"Yes, I am Wu Qingcheng." Qingcheng said with calmness and pride in her tone, but when she looked at Ye Lihao, something strange flashed across her eyes.

Why does he have such an expression?

However, the confidence and arrogance that Qingcheng exuded from her body at this moment also made Ye Lihao stunned. His eyes seemed to be looking at another person through her body?

It seems...it really seems like

"You are indeed a strange woman. No wonder my son can't wait to settle with you. He seems to be worried!" Ye Lihao said with a chuckle, without the majesty of an emperor.

"Your Majesty is joking, how can Qingcheng have such ability!" Qingcheng said modestly, with a slight smile when she slowly looked at Ye Limo.

She can’t explain what she feels in her heart. But she is very satisfied. She also knows that it was Ye Limo who asked for this marriage, which also makes her want to laugh——

"I heard that you are the winner of this year's Hundred Flowers Banquet?" Ye Lihao looked at Wu Qingcheng again and asked.

He knew a thing or two about everything at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, but he was also dubious about the words of Flame Phoenix Girl? Is Wu Qingcheng really that capable?

Catastrophe from the sky, the reincarnation of the misfortune star, the flaming phoenix girl, the enchanting country and the city. Even her name is Qingcheng. Is it really her? The first girl who dared to look directly at him without fear.

The future prince concubine who is also his proudest and proudest son

Qingcheng paused slightly, a little surprised, looked at Ye Lihao, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly——

"Yes - that's me." Qingcheng didn't know how to be humble anymore, she spoke confidently and proudly, without the slightest hint of embarrassment in her tone?

It's like saying - I don't win the first prize at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, who will win - so confident, so chic, so beautiful, as if it can shine?

Ye Lihao looked at Qingcheng's reaction, smiled slightly, and then moved his gaze to the lotus pond next to him, looking at the blooming lotus? His thoughts were looking into the distance.
Chapter completed!