The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

The gentle voice is like warm snow in spring, slowly flowing through everyone's heart.

Even though he knew that Situ Qing was hostile to him, Jia Yan stood there fearlessly. This attitude alone made everyone look up to him.

At this moment, no matter Xuan Zhao or Cang Que's people, they only had one comment for Jia Yan:

The name of Qingyao Buddha's son is well-deserved.

Across the imperial throne, Jiayan and Situ Qing looked at each other.

In just a moment, something seemed to pass through Jiayan's eyes, but it disappeared very quickly.

"Amitabha, Mr. Situ, I haven't seen you for many years. I hope you are doing well."

Compared to him, Situ Qing did not hide his disgust at all.

Hearing his voice, he just snorted coldly and said, "Wu Zhao trespassed without permission, Jia Yan, are you trying to provoke a war between Xuan Zhao and Qing Yao?"

"Ugh--"

Jia Yan sighed, and even the Buddhist sigh was filled with pity and tolerance: "Master Situ, I have sent petitions several times and envoys, but you rejected them all."

The emperor thought: That's nonsense! If I don't refuse, does that mean I welcome you?

The two "old friends" were reminiscing about the past, while the others were whispering.

Situ Feng held her chin with both hands, staring at Jia Yan with her eyes fixed on her: "So beautiful! Fifth brother, I finally met someone who can rival you in beauty!"

Situ Xu curled his lips and snorted unhappily: "Hypocrisy!"

Not only were they looking at Jia Yan, but Bai Lang and others in the laboratory were also watching.

Bai Lang was squatting on the steps, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, like a little bully with a buzz cut.

Zero and the other zombies followed suit. Each of them pulled up a piece of grass and either held it in their mouths or put it in their ears, or at worst stuck it in their hair.

You squeezed me and I squeezed you, and we all squatted on both sides and behind the white waves.

From a distance, they looked like a vicious gang.

"Tang, is this the monk you mentioned who saw through your identity?"

Xie Yuantang shrank back when he heard his voice, and replied with his spiritual sense: "It's him, don't underestimate him, he was the one who saved my husband from the hands of death, and he was also able to capture the heart of my mother-in-law, this monk is definitely not simple."

"laugh."

Bai Lang sneered: "Force the king."

No. 0: “Kaka!” He looks like Situ Yan, especially when he smiles that sinister look, just like the big devil, he is a big devil!

Xie Yuantang: "..." This is an insult!

She snorted in annoyance: "Don't talk nonsense, my husband is not a big devil, he is obviously a kind and beautiful little cutie!"

Bai Lang rolled his eyes and was too lazy to complain about this. He just smacked his lips and spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth with a "pfft".

Zero and others nearby immediately spat out the dogtail grass: "Crack!" Pah!

Xie Yuantang: “…”Are you filming a movie?

Big Brother Tang would not allow anyone to insult her husband like this, even if her husband didn't know about it at all.

"No spitting on the floor. Clean it all up for me later, or no one will be able to get out!"

Number One: “Kacha?” Tangbao, we just kacha, we didn’t really vomit.

Xie Yuantang: "Even imitation vomiting is not allowed! Anything that spit at my husband is not allowed!"

The corpses immediately rolled on the ground: "Crack, crack, crack..." Tang Bao is fickle, Tang Bao doesn't love us anymore, he only loves the big devil!

Xie Yuantang was so angry that he turned to Bai Lang and said, "Look at what you have taught them to be like."

Bai Lang spread his hands and said, "No, this is what they learned from Zero. It has nothing to do with me. Besides..."

He grinned and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you get angry so easily, is it because you also think Situ Yan is a bit pretentious?"

Xie Yuantang immediately refuted the rumor: "My husband doesn't have that. He is naturally handsome, no matter how you look at him!"

Bai Lang: "Tsk~"

Zero: “Ka-ka~” Chi-chi~

Zombies: “Ka-ka-ka~” Chi-chi-chi~

Big Brother Tang was so angry that his head was burning with anger. For a moment, he forgot that he was talking to them with his spiritual sense. He was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and yelled, "Jia Yan is just pretending!"

"Jia Yan... just pretending... pretending..."

For a moment, the laboratory was quiet.

Outside the laboratory, everyone present was also silent!

Only Xie Yuantang's words were left slowly echoing in the air.

Xie Yuantang came back to his senses, and faced the gazes from everyone around him. He gritted his teeth, smiled dryly, and added:

"Well, you pretended to be successful."

Everyone: “…” It must be the little imperial concubine, her words are so poisonous!

Situ Feng and others also looked over: "Xie Yuantang, you are so bold to say that."

Situ Yan chuckled, and gently held her fingertips with his big hand, as if silently protecting her: "That's a very fair evaluation."

Xie Yuantang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She really didn't mean it this time.

Across from her, under her tasseled veil, Wu Chen was smiling so hard that her mouth corners were almost twitching.

The emperor's anger at Jia Yan suddenly disappeared after Xie Yuantang's words, and he just felt extremely refreshed!

His daughter-in-law is still filial!

He knew that his love for the little girl was not in vain!

The five monks who came with Jiayan looked at him unhappily, and one of them said in a deep voice: "Donor, we Buddhists didn't provoke you, why did you say such hurtful words? Is this Xuanzhao's way of treating guests..."

"Release One."

Before he could finish, Jia Yan gently raised his hand to interrupt him. There was no anger on his face. He turned to Xie Yuantang calmly and asked with a smile: "Little donor, why?"

Xie Yuantang: “…”

Jia Yan: "This is the first time I've heard the expression 'zhuangbi'. From the literal meaning, it should mean pretending to be pretentious and coercing others for gain."

"I am not pretending, and I am not trying to be pretentious. Why do you think I am pretending?"

Xie Yuantang immediately held his forehead.

It was over. She accidentally triggered Jiayan's "why" switch again.

In the laboratory, Bai Lang and others were already rolling around laughing.

“First, I’m not pretending, and second, I’m not pushing myself… Oh my god, hahahaha!”

Number Zero crossed his legs and fell into Number One's arms. His head seemed to fall off with laughter, and he held it in his hands: "Kachakacha!" Oh, Zero's head was about to fall apart with laughter!

Jiayan didn't know that in another space, a group of dead people were laughing at him.

He looked at Xie Yuantang with his slightly blue eyes, which were full of thirst for knowledge: "Little donor, you haven't answered me yet, why do you say that?"

"what is this?"

"Huh? Why?"

Everyone: “…” So this is the character of a Buddhist?

Situ Feng sighed and whispered, "It's a bit embarrassing. I don't like people who can ask why more than me."

Seeing that Jiayan kept asking about Xie Yuantang, Situ Yan frowned and looked at Jiayan unhappily.

"You talk too much."

Everyone: “…”Wow!

It’s started! It’s started!

"Me and the Man Who Almost Became My Father"!

Even Situ Qing took a deep breath, clenched his fists a little nervously and looked over.

He was not afraid of Jiayan, but he was not sure about his fifth son's attitude towards Jiayan.

Just when everyone thought Jiayan would be angry or lose his temper, he just glanced at Situ Yan.

"Ah, is that so?"

There seemed to be a flash of surprise in those blue eyes, and then he chuckled.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore."

Everyone: "..."

That's it?