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Leng Huaping turned around and looked at Emperor Zhaoren, smiling very reluctantly: "My father taught me to read, and my mother's people raised me, what have you done?" ”

"My sister spoils me, and my brother protects me. What did you do? ”

Leng Huaping only asked two sentences, and then Emperor Zhaoren lowered his head in shame: "Did you already know your identity?" ”

"Yes." Leng Huaping replied directly, after all, the words he asked already illustrated this fact.

"Then why didn't you come to me, do you know that I've been looking for you all the time, looking for you and your mother, and I've never given up!" Emperor Zhaoren said with some excitement.

"I know." Leng Huaping's answer was too bland, and Emperor Zhaoren almost thought that Leng Huaping was an emotionless killer.

"Why?" Emperor Zhaoren only had one sentence left to ask.

"Why? Hehe......" Leng Huaping smiled sadly, "If you never have extravagant expectations, you won't have to force them." And, after I look for you, what can you give me? ”

"Give you the identity of the princess, give you everything you should have!" Emperor Zhaoren spread his hands and said, as if he wanted to give everything to his cold screen.

"The identity of the princess? Hehe, in your eyes, are these the only ones that compensate me? "If I didn't know my identity, then I could be my fourth lady, waiting to marry the person I like, I don't need to think about so many things, I don't need to worry about you!" ”

"Why, you gave birth to me, but did not want me; Now that I'm used to my life, you're going to bother me again? The cold painting screen was sharp, leaving Emperor Zhaoren speechless.

"No, it's not." Emperor Zhaoren shook his hand in a panic, but he didn't know what to say.

Chu Nansheng said anxiously: "Little sister, my father has never given up looking for you all these years, but I didn't expect you to be in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I didn't know that the Prime Minister's Mansion would hide your identity so well." ”

"Little sister!" Leng Huaping listened to Chu Nansheng shouting his voice, "It turns out that these days, you have been by my side and talking to me, just to confirm my identity, right?" I still treat you as a friend! ”

The words on the cold painting screen were sharp, so strong that Emperor Zhaoren and Chu Nansheng couldn't refute anything.

Leng Huaping was nervous, after knowing the identity of Emperor Zhaoren, Leng Huaping knew that this was an opportunity for himself, but he couldn't show it. Fortunately, now that she has the upper hand, she can make Emperor Zhaoren feel guilty about her in this confession, so that it will be much easier for her to do things.

"Little sister, we have never given up on you!" Chu Nansheng said emphatically.

"Really?" Leng Huaping said very disdainfully.

"You are my daughter, you should go back to Yundu with me." Emperor Zhaoren said forcefully to the cold painting screen.

When he stretched out his hand and wanted to pull the cold painting screen to leave, he was broken free by the cold painting screen: "Why should I go to Yundu, I should go back to Dajin." ”

Leng Huaping refused to speak, and Emperor Zhaoren's face became more and more ugly.

"Little sister, come back with us!" Chu Nansheng's face was not good, but he still persuaded here.

When Jin Wu came over and stood at the door, he saw such a reluctant cold painting screen.

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