The same father and the same home.

The difference is huge.

Forget it, it’s all over. She might not have had the chance to be reborn if it weren’t for them.

In fact, she should also thank them for giving her the opportunity, but although she is a killer, she is not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

Love and love are still there, but it is just buried deep in the world.

Baili Mu had no expression on his face and said coldly: "The left talks are so heavy."

Yan Zuomi breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked at Chu Qi again.

"Hey... the seventh day of the lunar calendar, it's my dad who is sorry for you!"

Chu Qi raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Where did you hear my name?"

It is said that Miss Yan San’s father doesn’t love her mother, but in fact it is the same. The original situation in this body is the most clear. Yan Chuqi is her name, but Miss Yan San has no full name. This Yan Zuoxiang... Haha! He is really shameless.

Yan Zuoxiang choked up and couldn't speak, almost losing control.

I thought she would give him some face when he came on stage.

Unexpectedly, his third daughter refused to step down on the spot.

snort!

The ginger is still so spicy, and the left eye narrows, and returns to its original appearance.

"It's okay if you don't recognize your father... I... it's my father's retribution! You have been not by your father since you were a child and have been bullied by those under the eyes of the dog. It's because your father didn't protect you well, but your father hopes to make up for some fatherly love you have never been able to do. On the seventh day of the lunar month, do you give your father this opportunity?"

Now, everyone in the hall was shocked.

Yan Zuoxiang, who was below one person and above ten thousand people, actually bowed his head so much to a useless man.

No one in the palace was watching this side constantly. Bailimu looked up and glanced casually, then lowered his head to drink lightly. The expressions of some people around him were already remembered by him.

"Father's love? How can a little girl have a father like Lord Yan?" The corner of her mouth curled, and Chu Qi smiled slightly.

When Yan Zuoxiang heard this, he frowned and was about to say something, but he heard her speak again.

"But my father... can all the dog eyes in the mansion who have bullied the seventh day of the lunar month?"

"Don't worry, my dad will stand up for you! Whoever dares to bully my husband's daughter, I will throw him to feed the dog!" With a righteous look on his face, Yan Zuo frowned and showed his murderous aura, as if she was really going to avenge her. She was as if she was going to kill her to the end when she said something.

Chu Qi looked at him with a slight hug at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly burst out with a chuckle, "Haha... Then my father will kill all the people in the mansion and feed them to the dogs. Of course, this includes you." At the end of the conversation, she looked contemptuous.

The audience was in an uproar.

The extremely arrogant words were spoken from the useless lady. No one expected that Yan Zuoxiang would win her over without regard for his face, but she did not take it seriously and even insulted her.

What is the purpose of Yan Zuoxiang’s deliberate plea tonight? It is known to everyone by Sima Zhao.

Everyone knows the power of the God Killing King. No matter who it is, it is beyond doubt. The favored remarks of this Miss Yan San have spread throughout the Suling Capital City like the wind. In this rumor, there are joys and sorrows in the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion.

Looking at it, who in the entire court has the best chance to be with the King of Killing Gods? Of course, it is Yan Zuoxiang.

The daughter is the favorite concubine of the God of Killing. In other words, the God of Killing is his son-in-law.

This is a joy.

And worry...

The worry was that he didn't expect today, so he never cared about this daughter before.

So, I can only try to please me deliberately.

Unfortunately, Miss Yan San didn't appreciate it. Not only that, she also said wildly, but she did not give Yan Zuo any face.

"you……"

As soon as he spoke, Chu Qi interrupted with a cold look on his face, "Sir Yan Zuoxiang Yan, sorry, the little woman is in poor health. The two squeezed in front of the little woman to block the fresh air. If the two are unwilling to leave, the little woman will leave." As he said that, he stood up decisively and walked out of the hall regardless of the eyes of everyone.

"Dad! She! She..." Yan Xiuyu looked indignant, his eyes were on fire, staring at the arrogant back and couldn't speak.

Just as he was about to chase her, he was pulled by Yan Zuoxiang. "What a shame she is! Do you think she is not embarrassed enough? Go back!" After that, he shook his sleeves and made a repercussion on Bailimu and pulled Yan Xiuyu away.

"Prince, do you need your subordinates to find the concubine?" Minmie lowered his head and asked.

Although their master has never spoken, his thoughts have always been on the princess.

"It's still early to leave the banquet, let her go out for fun. As soon as the time comes, I'll ask her to come in."

"yes."

There is actually nothing good about the palace, it is just bigger, more buildings, and more brilliant golden walls.

On the seventh day of the lunar month, I remembered the Potala Palace in the previous life.

That's art, isn't it?

This is a ball.

A big place was made like this by this foolish emperor. It can be seen from the seventh day of the lunar month that every part of the palace was built for fun. The imperial garden that I passed by just now did not look like a place to plant flowers and grass and sightseeing.

There are many pavilions, but it seems that they are also made to facilitate make love.

Walking around the palace at will, I don’t want to see the tacky surrounding me anymore. As I walked, I felt the smell of copper in the space.

Summer nights are always stuffy, and the air coming towards people makes people feel heavy. I have to stop by a pond and enjoy the coolness of the lake.

After standing for a while, a sudden sound came from my ears.

He frowned slightly, and the Qiqi hiding behind the rockery aside without moving.

"Are the things ready? The Empress is about to use them!" The woman's voice was a little impatient and a little arrogant.

"You're ready, and you'll be served in a while." The voice was strange, neither male nor female, and he knew it was a eunuch on the first day of the 7th day of the lunar calendar.

"I'm sure there will be no mistake? If something goes wrong, the empress must ask for your dog's head!"

"Oh, Miss Hongxing, didn't you say that you could save the life of a slave? Miss Hongxing, it was already very thrilling for slaves to do this. Who is the King of Killing God? If you see that the life of a slave and even the whole family will be gone, you can't be so unkind!"

"If you don't kill you, it's a guarantee after the success of the matter. But if you do well, how can the Empress be willing to kill you? Let's go, don't be stared at."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Then, there was a sound of footsteps, and the woman snorted coldly, "Hmph! I'll let you live for a few more days, and whether things are successful or not will you die. How can the Empress be known to be done by living people?" As soon as she finished speaking, the woman shook her sleeves, looked around and left hurriedly.

On the seventh day of the lunar month, I slowly walked out of the rockery and narrowed my eyes.

thing……

Empress...

Take tea...

Killing God King...

Very good, is this the one who wants to touch her?
Chapter completed!