Ye Qinghuan pursed his lips slightly: "Uncle Jiu, you must come to me after you are injured, if you don't come to me after half a year, I will kill you and find you...... The consequences are serious! ”

How could her wise and martial ninth uncle be trapped in the ancient realm?

Anyway, as long as he doesn't come to her, she'll kill him and get angry with him endlessly!

Seeing that the little girl showed her usual arrogant demeanor, Murong Jiu loved it so much that the corners of his lips hooked a beautiful arc, he rubbed the little head on his chest dotingly, and agreed: "Okay, Uncle Nine will come to Huanhuan when his injuries are healed, if Uncle Nine doesn't come...... Let Huanhuan be punished. ”

Ye Qinghuan instantly raised his little head, full of pride: "This is almost the same!" ”

The man in blue watched the two flirting and scolding enough, so he coughed lightly and said, "If the Ninth Prince wants to stay for two more days, it's okay, but it must not be more than three days later." ”

Murong Jiufeng's eyes lit up slightly, and his side eyes raised his eyebrows: "Really? ”

If he can stay for two more days and accompany the little girl for two more days, he naturally can't ask for it.

"I won't lie to the Ninth Prince." The blue-clothed man smiled, then raised his palm and motioned for Murong Jiu to hand it to him.

Murong Jiu groaned and handed his hand out.

"Lord Qinghuan, please let go of the Nine Princes, otherwise I will hurt Lord Qinghuan." The boy in blue smiled slightly at Ye Qinghuan.

Ye Qinghuan pursed her lips, let go of her hand as good, and stood beside her father, Emperor Fu Yunhua.

I saw that the blue-clothed boy put his palm on Murong Jiu's palm, and a slightly reddish light escaped from the palm of the two of them, which looked very gentle, but it was weird.

That red light gradually spread to Murong Jiu's whole body, and Murong Jiu suddenly felt that the internal injuries in his body seemed to be slowly healing, and the sharp pain that had been tormenting him was disappearing little by little.

As a result, a hint of surprise couldn't help but appear on Murong Jiu's handsome face.

After Murong Jiu's face turned white and ruddy, and his pale thin lips returned to their normal pink, the blue-clothed boy lightly withdrew his palm, and the red light disappeared in an instant.

"The Nine Princes' internal injuries have all healed now, but You Long is still in a state of exhaustion, since last night, it only has three days of sleep, after which it will exhaust and die, so we must rush to the ancient realm within three days." The man in blue looked at Murong Jiu and admonished.

Murong Jiu stretched his limbs slightly, and there was a feeling of comfort all over his body, and there was no sign of injury, but he did not doubt the authenticity of the words of the man in blue.

The boy in blue has no reason to lie to him, if not, just don't let him heal from his injuries, why bother making trouble?

Obviously, the boy in blue is still jealous of his identity.

Knowing this, Murong Jiu bowed slightly, then turned around and pulled Ye Qinghuan, hugged him in his arms, and said to Huangfu Yunhua: "Father-in-law, I want to marry Huanhuan within two days." ”

Murong Jiu's tone was very sincere, and it was not difficult to guess his intentions - he had already performed the Zhou Gong ceremony with Ye Qinghuan, and if he did not marry, it would inevitably have an impact on Ye Qinghuan's reputation.

Therefore, he wants to marry Ye Qinghuan as his wife.

Ye Qinghuan doesn't have any opinion on this, anyway, her educational concept tells her: marriage and cave room, that is just a formality, true love still depends on the confirmation of time.

However, after being stunned for a moment, Huangfu Yunhua bluntly refused: "No! ”