The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened and the air around became colder.

In the palace, ever since Linglong left, the banquets were no longer as lively as before, and everyone had their own thoughts.

Ji Lanhuang didn’t have the heart to listen to other people’s flattery for the time being. That person’s eyes were so similar.

"Fuxiang, ask the Ministry of Rites to prepare a welcoming banquet for the princess tomorrow. That's all for today."

After that, Ji Lanhuang said nothing and got up and left.

Shou'an Palace.

"Grandpa Emperor, that bastard has really come back, what should we do?"

The man in the upper seat, who was full of tired clothes, looked at his granddaughter who was jumping up and down below with disappointment. His voice was no longer as kind as before, and he said lightly: "Fei'er, Grandpa Huang has violated the majesty of the Empress by bringing you back. You should take care of yourself."

Yin Luo ordered people to drive Ji Fei out.

"Taijun, now that this princess is back, do we really not have to worry about it?"

The attendant beside him pinched the shoulder of the distinguished man in front of him and asked.

Lady Ning sneered, "It's not easy for her to secure the position of a princess with a nominal title. There are plenty of people who don't obey her without my help."

...?

Under the moonlight, the cold wind rustles.

In the warm pavilion.

"You're already making trouble as soon as you get here. You really are..."

Mu Yunyu looked at the red marks on his daughter's neck and couldn't help but complain.

Linglong pursed her lips and said, "Yes, it's my daughter's fault."

Seeing his daughter's calm and cheerful look at the moment, Mu Yunyu felt helpless and sighed: "Two years ago, your grandfather came to pick him up. If it weren't for the heart knot and the excuse that you would come to pick him up, he probably wouldn't have made it until now."

Linglong lowered her eyes to look at the hot wine in the cup, hiding the bloodthirsty look in her eyes, and listened quietly to every word of Mu Yunyu.

"Father, rest assured, my daughter will not implicate any innocent people."

With her apocalyptic temperament, this is already her limit.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, poured a glass of spiritual wine for his father who was in front of him, and changed the subject: "Father, why did you expose your whereabouts?"

Mu Yunyu sighed inwardly and changed the subject according to her words.

"Well, let's join in the fun!" Her slender jade-like fingertips picked up the wine cup, turned it, and said softly, "It's rare to have such a leisurely moment, how can we not enjoy it."

Forget it. No matter how much I talk about it, my daughter can’t vent her anger. Not to mention her, I feel suffocated myself.

Hearing this, Linglong paused drinking, and there was a hint of surprise in her clear eyes.

I never knew that her well-behaved father had such a lively side.

She took a sip of the wine, the silky and mellow liquid rolled through her mouth, and the mixed fruity aroma made Linglong squint slightly.

Mu Yunyu looked at the red lotus totem on the back of her delicate white hand and asked, "What are your plans for your son-in-law?"

When Zi'an was mentioned, Linglong's eyebrows softened instantly: "I'll just keep it with me."

It was extremely strange to see his own cold and aloof daughter showing such tenderness.

"Father is talking about the marriage! Although you have held the ceremony in Qingshan Town, you must be given the title of son-in-law given your current status."

After she finished speaking, Linglong's lips curled up, she raised her head to drink the last sip of wine, stood up, and bowed in the direction of Mu Yunyu.

"I'll have to trouble you, father, to take care of this matter."

When Linglong stood up, Mu Yunyu knew what she was going to do. He stood up to avoid her greeting and scolded her with a smile: "You really let yourself go. You said you wouldn't greet me, but you still do it. You don't take your father's words to heart. You don't need to tell me about the son-in-law. I will do it naturally."

The wish at the emperor's coronation ceremony, in addition to peace and prosperity, was that his daughter did something unexpected. She actually asked about etiquette.

The emperor of the mainland can of course pay respect to his elders, but he cannot kneel down.

Linglong, who was about to say something, stood up, picked up the cloak on the shelf beside her, walked forward to put it on Mu Yunyu, and tied the belt.

"Father, she's here! Whatever you want to do, your daughter will support you."

Just at this moment, there was a sound of something heavy falling in the corridor.

The two of them tilted their heads to look over, and when they saw that touch of red, the exquisite figure disappeared in the warm pavilion.

He supported Zi'an, who was a little shaky, looked at him and said worriedly, "Guan'an, why don't you have a good rest?" His eyes fell on the hand warmer on the ground. When he bent down to pick it up, he carefully pulled a warm body into his arms.

"Wife, could you please not abandon me?"

Hearing the young man's trembling voice, Linglong paused, let go of him and lifted his face, seeing tears on his face again.

She took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, then carried him into the warm pavilion.

Linglong did not sound impatient, and asked softly, "Guai'an, when did your wife leave you?"

Holding Zi'an, who had become much lighter, Linglong's brows furrowed again.

Zi'an's eyes were thick, and he rubbed the warm embrace that he had been thinking about for who knows how long, and murmured in a soft voice: "Sister, I don't mind having other brothers and sisters, please don't leave me, okay?"

"Ha ha……"

Before Linglong could say anything, a gentle laugh suddenly rang out.

"Ah, you're so cute."

Linglong looked at her father with disapproval and doubt, and called him, "Father!"

His son Guaan was very sad, and it would have been fine if his father didn't help him, but why was he smiling?

These two words made Zi'an's body freeze. Then he stood up from Linglong's arms in a panic and bowed in the direction of Mu Yunyu: "Your son-in-law greets you, father. Hello, father."

As a result, because of the big movement, he strained his sore waist, and his legs went weak and he fell forward.

"Be careful."

Linglong was startled, and reached out to hold the man in her arms again, transferring her spiritual power to help him relieve his physical discomfort.

Mu Yunyu was also frightened, and came to Zian and asked, "Are you okay?"

Because Zi'an was sitting in Linglong's arms, he was standing and saw clearly the miserable appearance of Zi'an under his clothes. His delicate brows were furrowed.

"Why don't you bring your son-in-law back?"

Zi'an, whose physical discomfort was relieved because of Linglong's spiritual power, tugged at Linglong's wide sleeves and shook his head at her.

He was also embarrassing himself, and he didn't even think about it. Linglong kept a distance from everyone. Apart from her family, who could make her bow down to anyone?

However, since Linglong's father was here, he couldn't be so rude.

Her delicate and innocent eyes met Zi'an's clear and harmless eyes for a few breaths, and then she nodded.

Zi'an stood up and was about to kneel down to Mu Yunyu when Mu Yunyu lifted his arm.

"An An, your gift has been received by your father. As your wife's current status, she cannot kneel down to pay respect, and the same applies to you. Stand up."

While supporting Zi'an, Mu Yunyu saw the pair of gold and glass bracelets on his wrists and his eyes flashed.

Hearing this, Zi'an thought of the scene he saw before he fell asleep. His cheeks felt a little hot and he stood up and leaned forward.

"Yes, father."

Seeing this, Mu Yunyu felt that Rong Zi'an and his daughter sometimes had similar personalities.

While helping Zi'an up, he placed a blood lotus red jade in his hand.

"Hurry up and get up. This is a gift from father. Take it quickly."