Ye Qinghuan's explanation, Murong Jiu stood up suddenly, and his long figure shook and appeared in front of Ye Qinghuan.

He stood, she sit.

For a while, the already huge difference in height was especially stretched by the gap.

"What you want, can't this king give it to you? Well? Murong Jiuyi pulled Ye Qinghuan up, and there was a hint of obvious anger hidden in his deep eyes: "This king's pearl in the palm of your hand, you need to show up to make a deal with the people of Mujiabao?" What do you take yourself for? ”

Ye Qinghuan was a little stunned at first, Murong Jiu grabbed her wrist and felt pain, but soon her clear eyes were also dyed with a touch of anger.

"What does Uncle Nine think of me again?" Ye Qinghuan smiled faintly, with a pair of big eyes that were black and white: "Obediently be a golden branch and jade leaf in the Nine Kings' Mansion, and when your life is revealed, you will obediently let the ninth uncle dispose of it?" ”

Murong Jiu's cold eyes stared at Ye Qinghuan tightly, and his tone was cold but firm: "This king personally promised Huanhuan, if there is really ironclad evidence one day, Huanhuan is not the person this king is looking for, and this king will not hurt Huanhuan!" ”

He does what he says.

He is naturally ruthless against the enemy, but even if Huanhuan is not his own niece of Murong Jiu, he is definitely not an enemy!

Therefore, what he said to her was not half false!

"Of course you say so now, because I'm still Murong Qinghuan, and you can't find any evidence to prove that I'm fake." Ye Qinghuan's tone was quite calm: "However, I can't help but be just in case." ”

She's not a woman who sits still.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if her background is revealed, Murong Jiu will still be very good to her in the future, and it will be quite embarrassing for her to live in the Nine Kings' Mansion at that time.

Since Murong Jiu is not her own uncle, he will inevitably find an in-law for her and marry her - this is an obvious thing!

And she is happy at night, how can she be a commodity to be sold and discussed, picked by those men?

If you want to pick, it is also her who picks men at night!

"Therefore, Huanhuan has never believed the promise made by this king at all." Murong Jiu glanced at it, and his little niece's wrist was already slightly red, he took a step back, and then let go.

However, the tone was one of deep disappointment and loneliness.

Ye Qinghuan's heart tugged slightly, she bit her lower lip, hesitated, and shook her head: "No, I believe it." Otherwise, I wouldn't have changed my attitude towards you so much. ”

She really felt that he was good to her, and tried to forget the hurt he brought her in the first place, and regarded him as her own person.

Merely...... The doubts about her life still made her subconsciously feel uneasy, and she had to hold more chips.

Ye Qinghuan's words made Murong Jiu's face pale, and most of the cold snow in his ice eyes melted.

"This king will let Huanhuan know that outsiders will never be reliable." Murong Jiu stretched out his big palm, rubbed Ye Qinghuan's head heavily, turned around and strode out of the study.

"Uncle Nine?" Ye Qinghuan was stunned, chased out of the study and wanted to call Murong Jiu, but found that Murong Jiu disappeared as soon as he left the study.

It's really depressing, what is this man going to do?

Ye Qinghuan's brows were knotted, what did he mean by what he said just now? How is he going to prove it to her?

This king will let Huanhuan know that outsiders will never be reliable.

Alien...... Alien......

Recalling the words of the Nine Emperor Uncle before leaving, Ye Qinghuan suddenly thought of Mu Qingmiao, and suddenly his heart tightened, and he hurriedly jumped out and went straight to Xiangmingju.

At this moment, Mu Qingmiao had just finished bathing, and he was only wearing a thin pure white robe on his body.

He casually tied his belt, his chest was full of white skin, and he walked to the table and took a cup of warm tea to moisten his throat.

A strong wind flashed from the window, approaching the door of the room, and Mu Qingmiao's eyes suddenly shrank slightly.