Ling Luo sighed lightly and glanced at Xuanyuan Yu faintly, faintly complaining.

Xuanyuan Yu looked at Ling Luo, blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes very innocently, and said, "This is the simplest and most effective method. Luo'er, you know, my habits. ”

If you want Ling Zhan to admit him as quickly as possible, this is the best way.

"Grandpa, it's good for you to treat Yu as an ordinary person." Ling Luo stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ling Zhan's chest, which was rising and falling because of his excitement.

It took Ling Zhan a while before he calmed down.

The old man half leaned on the bed, took a deep breath, and under the two eyebrows, there were a pair of eyes full of extremely solemnity.

The slightly worried gaze swept back and forth between the pair of young people in front of him for a few times, and finally, it settled on Xuanyuan Yu's body.

"Your Royal Highness, are you ......" Ling Zhan's brows tightened even more, "Are you serious?" ”

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows and replied without hesitation: "Of course it is serious." ”

"Yes...... But Xijiu is only a small dependent country, and our Ling family is only ......" Saying this, the melancholy on Ling Zhan's face became even stronger, and he let out a long and heavy sigh, "Hey-"

"What I want to marry is Luo'er, not Xijiu, not your Ling family, grandpa, what do you have to worry about?" Xuanyuan Yu looked at Ling Zhan with a puzzled expression, "There is no inevitable relationship between the two. ”

"How could it not be?" Ling Zhan had a bitter and hateful expression, or rather, he had never been so worried in his life.

"You are the crown prince of the Jialan Empire, marriage is related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries, your wife, not only must have a perfect family background, but also have a strong cultivation ......"

"Grandpa, why are you still clinging to such an outdated concept like those old stubborns in the palace?" Xuanyuan Yu unceremoniously interrupted Ling Zhan's words, "What is your family background?" Can you eat it? ”

"This ......" Ling Zhan's face crossed an unnatural look, "Doom...... Of course, you can't eat it. ”

Hey, hey, he's an old man in his seventies, why would he answer such an idiotic question?

"Besides, four months ago, when Luo'er took me in, she didn't care if I was a beggar or not, and she didn't ask me what kind of family background I was?" Xuanyuan Yu's pupils were shining, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, evoking an extremely dazzling arc, "So, for me, I am not qualified to tell Luo'er about my family history." ”

Ling Zhan was stunned.

Is he really old and confused?

Or is it now that the young man's thinking has advanced to the point where he can't catch up?

The future prince of a country, how can the woman he wants to marry not pay attention to his family background?!

"That'...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ......"

"Just call me Yu." Xuanyuan Yu interrupted Ling Zhan's words, and the smile on his lips did not decrease.

Ling Zhan's throat moved slightly, his half-open mouth stiffened, and he changed his words: "His Royal Highness Prince Yu ......"

"Just call me Yu." The smile on Xuanyuan Yu's lips became even stronger, and he said, "The prince and the prince, it sounds like a lot of life, we are all a family." ”

Ling Zhan's face was embarrassed, and he struggled for a while before he completely changed his words with great difficulty: "Yu, can you stop this family affair with Luo'er?" ”

Xuanyuan Yu's face sank suddenly, his eyes like black holes flashed with extremely wild death light, and his voice was like a ghost from hell: "What did you say? ”