As soon as Nan Fengyu left, Ye Qingmian got on the sedan and left the palace.
"Wan'er, do you know who my parents are?" Ye Qingmian asked Wan'er when they were in the sedan.
"Master, why do you suddenly ask such a strange question? The master and his wife are both very good people." Wan'er looked at Ye Qingmian in surprise and said.
"Nothing." Ye Qingmian frowned and said nothing.
When Ye Qingmian got off the sedan, she was frightened by the welcoming formation at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The servants were divided into two rows and stood nearby. Her father Ye Chun'an led a large group of women to welcome her.
Ye Qingmian was frightened, she didn't need to be so loud, she thought
"Daughter greets daddy" Ye Qingmian worked hard to do some of the etiquette she saw in costume TV series
Fortunately, she did a good job, and her body was very cooperative. After all, she only had her soul that traveled through time, but her body still survived in this dynasty for so long.
"Why does Concubine Ye need to be so polite?" Ye Chun'an hurriedly knelt down.
"How dare you do this?" Ye Qingmian hurriedly supported Ye Chun'an, "How can a father kneel down to his daughter?"
"Now you are Concubine Ye, the emperor's favorite concubine. There are differences between monarchs and ministers," Ye Chun'an said righteously.
"Let's go in and talk. You'll make me feel uncomfortable." Ye Qingmian said in embarrassment.
"Okay, come in and talk."
The speaker was a middle-aged woman standing next to Ye Chun'an. She might be Ye Qingmian's mother. She looked like a middle-aged lady in her forties or fifties. Her speech and demeanor were quite charming, dignified and elegant.
Everyone sat down in the main hall. After some necessary polite greetings, Ye Chun'an stroked his beard, looked at his daughter, and couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart:
"Fei Fei, I heard that the relationship between you and the emperor seems to be too... unrestrained recently?"
It seemed a bit embarrassing to say such words in front of his wife and a large family. Ye Chun'an's face couldn't help but change slightly.
"Dad, I still call my daughter Qingmian." Ye Qingmian blinked her big beautiful eyes, and then pursed her lips slightly.
"Actually, it's not as bad as the rumors in the palace. The emperor just spends a lot of time watching memorials at night... We..."
Speaking of this, Ye Qingmian's face couldn't help but turn red.