Hearing the answer, Wushuang nodded slightly disappointed, but heard Qingcheng say again: "But this was before, Xiao Qingcheng already knew his background, and he just waited to recognize his relatives."

In an instant, Xiao Qingyu seemed to return to the familiar feeling of blood when he first met her. Looking at her, the similar face was a little less rigid and a little more feminine. He said he was like him, but not Like, raising his head slightly, his eyes are full of hope, making people unable to bear to refuse.

After calming down, Wushuang opened his mouth and said slowly: "I think your relatives will definitely recognize you." The gentle tone, with an unquestionable taste, radiated in the silent room.

Asked this, Xiao Qingcheng was slightly startled, then lowered his head to think about something, then raised his head, looked at Wushuang with burning eyes, and said, "What about Mr. Wushuang?"

"If Xiao has relatives, he will not let her suffer any harm."

Mr. Wushuang nailed every word, deeply nailed in the hearts of everyone present, Fang Jungan felt a pain behind him, Qingyu, Qingyu...

Xiao Qingyu killed his mother because he couldn't bear to let her suffer from madness.

Xiao Qingyu killed his father because he tried his best not to let him fall into the abyss from which he could not extricate himself.

Who knows, who knows that Mr. Wushuang hopes in his heart, he doesn't want Wushuang in the world, but only wants a happy family. Fang Jungan knows it, but it is such a simple wish that he has been waiting for more than 20 years.

Qingyu, Qingyu, Fang Junqian does not know whether God loves you and gives you a unparalleled talent in the world, or whether God is jealous of a talent and leaves you struggling in the world of mortals...

Qingyu, Qingyu, put her hand on Wushuang's shoulder unconsciously, Wushuang felt the scorching temperature from her shoulder, raised her hand to cover it, turned her head and smiled slightly, and nodded her head.

Xiao Qingcheng felt that his eye sockets were slightly wet, and then he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Then..."

With a soft sound, everyone present looked at Qingcheng.

silent.

"elder brother…"

Her voice was soft like a woman's, as if hitting the softest place deep in her heart. She had been looking forward to the most practical answer for a long time, and she tightened her hands on Fang Junqian, and couldn't help answering: " Um."

The two brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled, and Emperor Huanyu couldn't help it at this moment, "Since we all recognize each other, based on the relationship between me and Qingyu, Qingcheng should give me a name anyway."

Wushuang's face was slightly hot at the moment, Fang Jun did this.

Xiao Qingcheng's nimble eyes rolled around, with a little teasing, "Based on your relationship with my brother, should I call you sister-in-law?"

"Puchi-"

Hearing this, Yang Qicheng and Yunhuo couldn't bear it the most. Xiao Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed too. Only Fang Jungan wanted to say something, but was forced back by Wushuang's killing eyes, otherwise I don't know what earth-shattering words this Huanyu Emperor can say.

Suddenly Yang Qicheng opened his mouth and said to Qingcheng: "Sister Cheng, your clothes..."

Yunhuo took over the words: "Uh, I bought the clothes. Although they look simple, I think they look pretty..."

After saying this, everyone looked at Yang Qicheng strangely, and the latter said disapprovingly, "Why is it blue?"

Since Xiao Qingcheng met Yang Qicheng, she only wore white clothes, but this time she changed into blue clothes, which surprised Yang Qicheng. At this time, Yunhuo didn't wait for Xiao Qingcheng to speak again: "Miss Qingcheng is wearing white clothes, I can't tell the difference." She and son..."

"Pfft——" Now it was Fang Jun's turn to laugh dryly, and he joked while laughing: "Yunhuo, Yunhuo, thanks to the fact that you are still the elite of your son's dark guard 84 Yunqi, you have to use the color of your clothes to identify people recognize."

"Your Majesty can tell the difference, but others may not know you as well as Your Majesty..." After saying this, Young Master Wu Shuang's face became slightly hot.

"Yeah, who in this world knows Qingyu as well as I do, are you right, Qing, oh~Qingyu why are you pinching me—"

Fang Jun finished his tricks, and no one mentioned the matter of taking off his clothes. At this time, Yang Qicheng grabbed Xiao Qingcheng's sleeve and shook it slightly, "Sister Cheng, I'm hungry. I haven't eaten since I came all the way from the capital."

"Let's go together, it happens that Benhou and Qingyu didn't eat either."

"Ah."

"Ah."

"How about Qingyu?"

Xiao Qingyu glanced at Emperor Huanyu indifferently, and said, "Okay."

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