The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

Qu Qingyan was having dinner with his father when he suddenly heard the system say that Mo Li had hooked up with Qu Xinzhu, and his hand that was picking up food paused.

"Yan'er, are you worried about something?" Qu Honglin noticed her mood and asked with concern.

Qu Qingyan looked at the handsome man in front of her. In order to prevent them from suffering the same tragic fate as in their previous life, she hesitated for a moment before revealing the matter.

Qu Honglin said indifferently: "It's nothing, your father already knows. Since the Sixth Prince likes this evil creature so much, your father will naturally give him a generous gift."

So her father already knew about it?

That's right. No matter what, her father is the number one treacherous minister. He has great power and spies everywhere. This matter will definitely not be hidden from his eyes and ears.

In that case, she felt relieved.

Having a father who is a strong supporter really means that you don’t have to worry too much.

"Dad, having said that, Qu Xinzhu is after all a little different from before. We have to be on guard against her in the future." The heroine's halo is not in vain. Qu Qingyan deeply realizes how powerful she is.

Qu Honglin put a piece of venison in his bowl and said, "You don't have to worry about anything, as your father is here for you."

He had said this thousands of times in his previous life, but she had never taken it to heart. Instead, she went against her father in every way.

If it weren't for her weakness, how could her powerful father bend his back like a pine or cypress, hand over the tiger talisman, and wait for death.

Her eyes were red and moist. Worried that her father might notice something was wrong, she lowered her head and ate with big mouthfuls of food. Her cheeks were puffed up like a squirrel, making her look even more adorable.

Qu Honglin looked at his lovable daughter and served her another bowl of bird's nest porridge with a smile, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Dad, eat too." Qu Qingyan also picked up a lot of dishes for his father.

The father and daughter finished their warm meal.

Qu Qingyan urged her father to go and rest.

"I still have to go to the emperor's place. If you feel bored, you can go around. I have secretly arranged people to protect you." Qu Honglin was busy with work. He rubbed her head with his hand, gave her a few instructions, and then strode away.

The little one's envious voice sounded, [Host, your father is so considerate. If there were no male and female protagonists in this world, you and your daughter would definitely have the last laugh. ]

The dog system's words were pleasing and provocative. It simply wanted her to complete the task as soon as possible to weaken the luck of the male and female protagonists.

She already had some suspicions about the purpose of the dog system.

Infidelity once, not a hundred times.

The dog system cheated her once, and she would never trust him again.

Then she couldn't completely believe what he said before.

[Host, Qu Xinzhu has already climbed up to Mo Li. If you don’t take action now, I’m afraid...] Xiao Yaer was about to say something else.

Qu Qingyan had already walked out.

On the way, she met many palace maids and eunuchs, who all bowed and greeted her.

She went straight to a lake, and sure enough, not far away, she saw a man in white sitting on the shore fishing.

The man has a handsome face and a temperament as clear as the finest white jade, which makes people feel good about him at first sight.

The ninth prince, Mo Zemiao, is the son of Concubine Leng Wuyan.

His mother was cold as ice, detached from the world, arrogant and noble. She was a saint in a secluded valley. Later, for unknown reasons, she was taken into the harem by the old emperor.

Although she was stunningly beautiful, she was mute, and therefore was not very favored in the palace.

The same is true for the ninth prince Mo Zemiao. Among the many princes, he does not fight for anything and is unknown. If it were not for his outstanding appearance, he would have been forgotten long ago.

But in his previous life, he did not behave like this.

Not only him, but also that person, are all crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

If Mo Li didn't have the protagonist's halo and Qu Xinzhu's help, these two might not have lost.

Qu Qingyan came to find him just to test his attitude.

She walked to the lake, found a stone to sit on, and her eyes fell on the calm lake in front of her.

The gentle man not far away also focused his attention on the fishing rod, with his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart.

The two of them sat like this in silence for a long time until the third person came.

"Ninth brother, why are you still fishing here? Eighth brother is going to hunt in the back mountain. Let's go together." The twelfth prince Mo Yimiao trotted over in a hurry.

His noisy voice startled the fish in the lake and they all scattered.

The gentle man was not annoyed, and looked at him helplessly, "Twelfth brother, you are still so impulsive."

"What's the point of being impulsive? It's better to go hunting in the back mountain." Mo Yiyan grabbed his sleeve and was about to leave.

A faint laugh was heard nearby.

Qu Qingyan looked at the two brothers, one as calm and steady as water and the other as hot and reckless as fire, and couldn't help but admire how cleverly they were named.

'Miao' and 'Yan', water and fire standing opposite each other, echo their personalities, which can be said to be foresighted.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Yan." Mo Zemiao smiled awkwardly.

Mo Yiyan then realized that there was another person here. He turned around and saw that the person was Yan Qing who won the championship. He immediately let go of his brother and ran towards the young man.

"It's you! You hunted a tiger yesterday. I was just looking for you."

He has a very loud voice and if you are a timid person, you might get scared.

Mo Zemiao hurried over, grabbed his reckless and impulsive brother, then nodded apologetically to the boy and was about to take him away.

Mo Yiyan was unwilling to do so and immediately shook off his brother's hand, looking at the boy excitedly, "Yan Qing, we are going hunting, you can come with us. We also want to see if your archery skills are just for show."

Although he killed the tiger yesterday and won the first prize, it was not seen with his own eyes, so it was not credible. Moreover, he was always accompanied by Qu Xiang, who was an excellent archer, so it was unknown who shot the tiger.

"Okay, I have nothing to do today, so I will accompany the two princes for a walk." Qu Qingyan agreed readily.

Mo Zemiao looked at him in surprise, but didn't say anything.

So the three of them left the lake and went straight to the stable to choose horses.

Along the way, Qu Qingyan also got to know the Ninth Prince and the Twelfth Prince. The two had a brief conversation and did not feel strange.

When they arrived at the stable, they saw a man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes.

Qu Qingyan knew him, the mighty general of later generations and the eighth prince of the current dynasty, Mo Xuyao.

Mo Xuyao ​​was quite surprised to see her.

"Eighth brother, I brought Yan Qing here. Let's have a competition today to see who has better archery skills." Mo Yiyan walked over excitedly.

Mo Xuyao ​​bowed to her, then jumped on his horse and rode away.

Mo Yiyan also chose a mount and followed.

"Mr. Yan, the twelfth prince is impulsive by nature. Don't take his words seriously." Mo Zemiao's voice as gentle as water sounded.

Qu Qingyan smiled faintly, "It's okay. I am honored to have the opportunity to compete with several princes today."

After saying this, she walked to the innermost part and chose the horse she rode yesterday.

Mo Zemiao smiled, picked a horse at random, and the two left one after another.