Xia Qinghuan blushed and shook her head suddenly, no, no, no, she was definitely not expecting anything!

She just dislikes this man, and his unreasonable behavior makes her 100,000 unpleasant! That's all!

"Swallow!"

Quan Mo saw that she took the sweet and sour chops in her mouth but didn't move for a while, thinking that she was still fighting with herself, so she couldn't help frowning and reprimanding.

Xia Qinghuan retracted her thoughts and glared at him secretly.

Of course, she couldn't spit it out anymore when it was already in her mouth, so she had to swallow it.

Quan Moxu said: "In what name do you want your father to seek justice for your mother?" ”

He was answering her question just now - what is so good about that old woman in Yu Qing.

Xia Qinghuan came to the fire when she mentioned this, sneered, and poured wine into her mouth again, "She beat my mother!" She gasped angrily, "Even if there is no evidence to prove that my mother's injustice was framed by her, then this incident is enough to reward her with a few boards!" ”

Quan Moxu narrowed his eyes slightly, "What about you hurting her?" ”

"What I hurt ......"

Xia Qinghuan didn't react at first, but stopped halfway through her words, and looked at him suspiciously, "I hurt her, but hasn't the emperor already punished me?" Is it because of this that her father will not punish her? ”

"You've been punished, but she's—she's been hurt too."

Quan Moxu lowered his eyes and put a lot of dishes in her bowl, before he continued meaninglessly: "Since you want to return one yard to one yard, then you hurt her as much as she hurt your mother, and your father beat you because you hurt her......"

"That's not right!" Xia Qinghuan interrupted him in a hurry, and said with a straight face: "According to what you say, isn't my mother and I at a big loss?" Both of us were injured, and she was the only one! ”

“……”

Quan Moxu shook his head incomprehensibly, "It can't be counted like this. ”

"Quan Moxu, why are you helping her talk!" Don't all men like Yu Qing's style?

"This king is on the matter."

He really didn't know what King Pingyang thought, but it was undeniable that it was also a great possibility.

King Pingyang is very protective of this daughter.

Xia Qinghuan's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "You ......"

"Alright." The man interrupted her in a deep voice, "This king is just analyzing your father's thoughts, if you think it's wrong, then don't think about it." ”

Asking for trouble for irrelevant people has never been his style.

He frowned at the small bowl full in front of her, "Eat!" ”

Xia Qinghuan didn't figure it out, she just felt uncomfortable, "But, my father is ...... him"

"Summer Love!" Quan Moxu took her hand and said unhappily: "You can't guess what your father thinks, either wait for him to make a decision, or force him to make a decision, but no matter which one it is, the top priority is that you eat right now!" ”

“……”

What is the urgency?

She snorted, but she had to admit that what he said earlier was right, either wait or force, there are only two ways.

If she waits, she doesn't want to.

If it is forced...... Maybe we can continue yesterday's way?

Xia Qinghuan narrowed his eyes, the voice of the masses is always the most terrifying, even if this is ancient times, the pressure of public opinion is not a small pressure.

"Got it." She pursed her lips and whispered with her head down.

But after taking a bite of the dish, he couldn't help but pour several glasses of sake with a tightness in his chest, Quan Mo looked at her speechlessly, "Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?" ”

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The second update, ask for votes~

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