The princess' expression froze and her smile disappeared.
She didn't know how happy she was when she heard the news that Xuanyuan Lin and Princess Shangting had returned from the Immortal Realm.
In the past two days, she had suffered great injustice.
What made her collapse even more was that the Hai Clan's natal family ignored her and allowed the Seven Kings to say divorce. Princess Minghuang was a brainless Linglong who was slightly smarter, but she was still alive in ten years.
forward.
The princess has grown old with sorrow, and she only hopes that her son will come back to support her and give her a bad breath.
No matter how strong Ye Qingge is, can she be stronger than someone from the Immortal Realm?
What the princess didn't expect was that even Xuanyuan Lin wanted to recognize Ye Qingge as her niece... "Lin'er, didn't you hate Ye Qingge in the past?"
The princess asked directly.
Xuanyuan Lin replied helplessly: "That was before, now we are a family, and my father loves her, so we shouldn't cause trouble.
Moreover, if it weren't for her, the poisonous miasma in Shangting would only continue to worsen."
He was indifferent to anything, but he loved Princess Shangting deeply. When he knew that the prescription came from Ye Qingge, all his resentment and hatred had been wiped out, leaving only a bit of melancholy.
When he came to the palace, he heard what happened in the past few days, and learned that there was a blood relationship between himself and Ye Qingge, and his mood became even more complicated.
After Princess Shangting persuaded him, he suddenly understood and planned to accept this unexpected niece from the bottom of his heart.
But he was not ready to meet yet... Princess Minghuang was supported by the maid and walked over: "Brother, how can you favor Ye Qingge?
You don’t even know what tricks she used yesterday, she’s so full of scheming, it’s really annoying.”
"Emperor Ming, I already know the ins and outs of the Qiuwei Hunting Ground and the Jueqing Jiao. I will only help you once in this matter, as a brother and sister. If you do it again, I will never interfere."
Xuanyuan Lin said.
"Brother, I..." Xuanyuan Lin did not listen to Princess Minghuang's words, but walked up to Princess Linglong and took off Linglong's veil off guard: "What's wrong with your face?
Who moved the hand?
Singing quietly at night?
If it were her, I would go find her now to settle the score."
Linglong stopped Xuanyuan Lin who wanted to go to the ancestral palace to make trouble: "I'm fine, it's not Ge'er. I did something wrong and made my mother and concubine unhappy."
"Brother, if it weren't for Linglong's righteousness in killing his relatives, I wouldn't have gone to the Eighteenth Palace."
Princess Minghuang said displeasedly.
Xuanyuan Lin's face darkened: "Mother, even if Linglong did something wrong, you shouldn't hit her. Even if she was the one who testified against Minghuang, the fault lies with Minghuang.
If Emperor Ming hadn't been so insane that he even wanted to kill Linglong, how could Linglong be so sad that he wanted to prove the emperor?"
Between the two sisters, Xuanyuan Lin loved the taciturn Linglong the most, especially what happened ten years ago. He knew that Linglong was holding a grudge and was afraid that Linglong would kill herself, so he often tried different ways to make Linglong happy.
But he also knew that if a person couldn't get over that period of grief in ten years, he wouldn't be able to get over it in this life either.
Princess Shangting's expression remained as usual. She pulled back her hand slightly and distanced herself from the seventh princess.
She is a woman who came out of the scholarly world, peaceful, gentle, elegant and noble.
She also hated the fighting in the palace. She could clearly see the ferocious look on Emperor Ming's face when he was angry and the calculations hidden in the princess's eyes.
Princess Shangting held a scroll of letters in her left hand and sat on a stone chair in the courtyard, with a cup of hot tea on the table and smoke rising from the tea.
The princess, mother and son were still arguing endlessly, but the King of the Seventh Palace accompanied Qingge and the others to the main courtyard.
"The sun is so bright, why are you sitting outside?"
The King of the Seventh Palace asked.
Princess Shangting's silent eyes lit up with a ray of light.
When she stood up, Xuanyuan Lin stepped over and carefully helped her walk over.
"Father."
Princess Shangting nodded.
"Although Qingyang is in good condition, the wind will become stronger in autumn. You should not walk around outside too often. If you are not in good health, you should pay more attention."
After the King of the Seventh Palace finished speaking, he looked at Xuanyuan Lin and scolded: "You are the same. You are such an old man and you don't know how to take care of your wife."
"My son will follow the instructions carefully and must be more attentive and do his best to take care of Ting'er in the future."
After Xuanyuan Lin finished speaking, he quietly looked at Qing Ge from the corner of his eye.
A twenty-year-old girl, with a graceful appearance, beautiful appearance, and outstanding temperament and appearance. If placed in the divine moon, her longevity would be one of the best.
It is unimaginable that she was born in a four-star, low-level plane.
Jiu Ci looked at Xuanyuan Lin warily, thinking that he was coming with bad intentions.
"Since we are a family, we shouldn't speak so formally."
The King of the Seventh Palace said: "Don't be restrained in the mansion.
Lin'er, princess, this is the Scarlet Flame Spirit Girl, I believe you all know her, she is my king's daughter."
From the time when the past was exposed to the present, Yan Bingtong has never called her father.
The Seventh Palace King knew that there was a estrangement in Yan Bingtong's heart, but he did not force Yan Bingtong to talk about it deliberately.
But in his heart, Yan Bingtong is the royal daughter, his biological daughter.
A wisp of autumn wind passed through the courtyard.
When the fragrance of flowers hit, Yan Bingtong's unimpressed eyes finally showed something strange.
"This is Ye Qingge, the Empress of Tianyu, the Great Emperor Qinglian, and the Princess of Demon Realm. She will soon be named the Princess of Shenyue.
She is your niece."
"Jiuci, your nephew."
When Jiu Ci heard the introduction of the Seventh Palace King, his face darkened.
The King of the Seventh Palace wanted to tell Qingge's identity all over again, as if it was some kind of honor. When it was Jiu Ci's turn, he spoke concisely and with only a few numbers.
Is his Jiuci unworthy or something?
Jiu Ci secretly glared at the Seventh Palace King. If he had known this, his grandfather would not have called him that way.
"Ge'er, there was some quarrel between you and me in Shenyue City before. Now that we have met again, I hope those things can be over."
Xuanyuan Lin said: "If my uncle did something bad in the past, please don't take it personally."
Qingge frowned.
This was the first time that she couldn't see through people's hearts.
She had seen Xuanyuan Lin, a man full of hostility.
To be precise, he was full of hostility towards her.
In the past, she and Xuanyuan Lin were at war with each other, and both wanted to kill everyone on the other side's family tree.
Of course, now Qingge has also entered the family tree of the Seventh Prince's Palace.
When she heard the news that Xuanyuan Lin had returned home, Qingge was already prepared, but Xuanyuan Lin's overtures left her at a loss.
She has become accustomed to the hostility of others. Even her relatives who are related by blood may point a knife at her.
She slowly accepted this divine punishment and the monsters along the way.
But not only from that moment on, she also had good luck... Was it because of the Purple Pearl and Jade Star... "I don't remember what happened before."
Qing Ge smiled slightly and said: "If Ge'er was rude in any way before, Ge'er will punish himself with three cups of wine."
"Nonsense, girls don't drink. How could you be rude? You're clearly in your true nature."
Qing Ge only thought that Xuanyuan Lin was telling lies.
In the past, Xuanyuan Lin was not like this.
Qingge sighed softly in her heart, men can change.