"She is your mother." Before Liu Yue could make up her mind, Xuanyuan Yi looked at the scroll and said slowly.
Liuyue's eyebrows moved slightly. Such an appearance would be unreasonable if she wasn't her mother, but even if it was her mother, what does it matter to her now?
Then he turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Yi and said in a deep voice: "So what?"
After the words fell, Liu Yue looked at Xuanyuan Yi who was looking at the painting with an obsessed expression. The seriousness in his eyebrows and the emotion in his eyebrows suddenly trembled for no reason, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his heart.
Such a secret hiding place, such eyes mixed with admiration and sigh...
In her heart, those words Xuanyuan Cheng said with a smile before his death in the Crown Prince's East Palace three years ago suddenly rang in Liu Yue's ears, it is absolutely impossible for you.
The five fingers clasped together, could it be...
"If you dare to say that I am your daughter, I will crush you to death." The cold and murderous voice made Liu Yue instantly as cold as ice.
The emperor's indiscriminate love cannot be protected...
Hearing Liu Yue's words, Xuanyuan Yi was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "If you were my daughter, how could I have given you and Che'er a marriage in the first place? I'm not that old yet."
The cold look on Liuyue's face softened instantly when she heard this. Also, if she was Xuanyuan Yi's daughter, and others didn't know, and Xuanyuan Yi didn't know yet, how could he possibly marry his two children? She was confused.
Looking at the paintings in front of him, Xuanyuan Yi did not wait for Liu Yue to speak, and said to himself: "Your mother comes from a very mysterious place. If Murong Wudi hadn't accidentally saved her life, she wouldn't have
Marry Murong Yi, who is of marriageable age, to repay the great kindness of saving her life.
Not being listed in the official position, not entering the ancestral temple, not entering the Murong family ancestral hall, just being a concubine with no status, it is incredible."
Liuyue frowned slightly as she listened to Xuanyuan Yi's muttered words. If she was told this at this time, could it all have something to do with her mother?
Gently caressing the beautiful lady in the painting, Xuanyuan Yi spoke in a slow voice: "Later I found out why she was like this. Alas, our hearts were wasted."