Here, Murong Yue and An Qianyue came out of the palace in Dongxia domineeringly, and on the other side, the news that An Qianyue was Yue Zhimu had already spread. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wei Ying was in a hurry at this moment, and he could guess that it was probably because of An Yingyue's relationship that An Qianyue's identity was finally exposed, but in this way, her situation would become more dangerous.

"Liuyun, is there still no news from Qianyue?"

Wei Ying has been so anxious recently that he can't even take a good look at the twists and turns, on the one hand, because of Liuyun, and on the other hand, because Liuying never appeared behind him anymore.

Although he didn't think he had done anything wrong, Wei Ying was still a little guilty.

"Returning to the country, no, even Ni Luo and Storm haven't received any news."

Liuyun quietly glanced at Wei Ying, who was not very good-looking, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless in his heart, since the lord of the country knew so well in his heart, it would be good to accept Liuying, why did he have to say that hurtful word.

Even if you can't give her love, even if you give her a chance to deceive herself.

"Well, that'...... What about the warbler? ”

Wei Ying hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to ask, although he knew that she would definitely not leave here, but he hadn't seen her for several days, and he was really a little worried about the situation of the wandering warbler.

"Huh? She, she's sleeping. ”

Liuyun said lightly, but carefully observed Wei Ying's expression, she wanted to see if the lord of the country did not have a trace of affection for Liuying, if it really didn't, should she also persuade Liuying, tell her to stop being mediocre and disturbing herself?

"Oh, then, if there's any news, I'll report it immediately."

Wei Ying nodded, signaling that Liuyun could go down, since she was sleeping, it showed that Liuying was very unhappy, but she would not comfort her.

That would be equivalent to hitting yourself in the mouth, and the warbler would be hurt again.

Just let it be.

"Yes."

Liuyun bowed, and at the end of his life, he quietly looked back at Wei Ying, who looked like usual, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing in his heart, it seems that Liuying really has no hope.

"Oh, yes, the Lord of the Guardians has been busy lately?"

Liu Yun just opened the door, but saw a man and a woman standing at the door, and there was a little boy carved in the man's arms, so it was naturally An Qianyue's family of three.

"Qianyue! You're back! ”

Hearing An Qianyue's teasing, Wei Ying's hand couldn't hold the fold steadily, and he stood up with a 'poof', and looked at the little boy in Murong Yue's arms with a pair of eyes in surprise, and then, looking at An Qianyue with some doubts but certainty.

"Son, this is your godfather."

An Qianyue touched her son's little head, and An Yuze was even more of a ghost elf, who just broke out of Murong Yue's arms and ran straight to Wei Ying.

"Yu Ze has seen a godfather!"

The crisp and loud but soft and glutinous voice unique to children, as if with some kind of magic, turned around and drilled into Wei Ying's heart, sweet, so sweet.

"This ...... This is my godson! ”

Wei Ying couldn't close his mouth excitedly, after all, when An Yuze was just born, he kept it in his arms, saying that it was definitely not an exaggeration to say that he regarded it as his own, and after another loss, Wei Ying's mood at this time was no worse than An Qianyue and Murong Yue's.

"Wei Ying, my son's godfather is not called for nothing."

Seeing that Wei Ying was only happy and held An Yuze in his arms but refused to let go, there was a hint of cunning on his lips under Murong Yue's mask, his hint could no longer be obvious, right?

"Murong Yue, you are a fox spirit!"

Wei Ying glanced at him angrily, however, when he looked at An Yuze again, he had a smiling face like a sunny day, and An Qianyue shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

"Son, what do you want, tell your godfather."

Wei Yingru looked at An Yuze like a treasure, and only felt that he couldn't see enough, this child was born too well, lively and clever, really like Qianyue, but the only worst thing is that he looks too much like Murong Yue.

"Ahem......"

Seeing Wei Ying's name for his son, and even throwing off the word 'dry', Murong Yue's eyes became deeper and deeper, it seems that Wei Ying must have to take a good job.

"Say, son, as long as your godfather has it, he will give you whatever he can give you."

Even if he heard Murong Yue's light cough, Wei Ying didn't pay attention to it, this is Qianyue's son, he must hurt well.

"Hmmm......"

Hearing Wei Ying say this, An Yuze's little head tilted, as if he was thinking about what he wanted, but, over time, An Yuze thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with any answer.

"In that case, son, you think slowly first, and your godfather will talk to your father."

Seeing that An Yuze couldn't think of it for a while, Wei Ying smiled and picked him up in his arms, and then beckoned An Qianyue and Murong Yue to sit aside, and the three of them sat down around the small table.

"Qianyue, I've heard about your affairs in Dongxia."

Looking at the blue tea pouring down from the spout when Liuyun poured tea, Wei Ying only felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and sure enough, his favorite Qiongbi was so refreshing, it seemed that the depression in his heart had cleared up a lot.

"That old emperor of Dongxia is simply a typical representative of dog skin plaster."

An Qianyue spread her hands helplessly, thinking of Ruan Angtian's incessant 'hey, hey, hey' smiling at herself, she felt a chill on her back.

"But as far as I know, the emperor of Eastern Xia has always been known for his generosity and kindness, how could he suddenly force you to marry?"

Listening to An Qianyue's words, Wei Ying couldn't help frowning again, he naturally wouldn't doubt An Qianyue's words, but the old emperor of Dongxia suddenly ruined his image and asked An Qianyue to marry Ruan Xiu, this matter is really suspicious.

"I don't know if you ask me."

An Qianyue shrugged helplessly, quickly snatched the teacup from Murong Yue's hand, drank the tea with a bang, and then pushed his own to Murong Yue, smiling at him, "It's too hot." ”

"I've only drunk half a cup, you've already drunk a cup, it's strange that the water you just poured out isn't hot."

Murong Yue shook his head amusedly, blew the teacup in his hand several times, and finally pushed it to An Qianyue, the whole process was natural and smooth, it could be seen that this was a regular thing, and Murong Yue had long been accustomed to it.

"Tut-tut, what a loving old husband and wife."

Wei Ying couldn't stop pouting when he saw this, and An Yuze, who saw it, laughed in his arms.

"Yuze, what are you laughing at?"

"Godfather, I want to eat the full banquet of the Manchurians!"

Seeing Wei Ying raise his eyebrows, it seemed that it was because he was laughing too heartily, An Yuze hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Full Han banquet? What is that? ”

Wei Ying was a little puzzled, but at this time, something flashed through An Qianyue's part.

"Ah, nothing, it's just a very sumptuous feast."

An Yuze smiled, but Wei Ying nodded seriously, "Then, my godfather will give you a banquet in the evening to catch the wind and wash the dust for you." ”

"Thank you, godfather!"

"The lord of the country, the envoy of Xuanyang asks to see you."

An Yuze was just about to cheer when the sound of a flowing stream came from outside the door.

Xuanyang envoy? Murong Qing's people?

An Qianyue and Murong Yue glanced at each other, and a trace of bad premonition instinctively flashed in their hearts.

(To be continued.) )