Douluo: I, Qian Renxue, want to be the empress

Chapter 49 Uncle Master

She didn't know why Her Royal Highness the Saint would be so cruel to her biological child.

But this was far beyond the responsibility of a little maid like her, and there wasn't much she could do.

It was all she could do to take good care of the golden little dumpling and accompany her when the Pope and the Grand Priest were away.

"Sister, I'm still so young and beautiful. Let's call me Xiaoxue. Your Highness, although it sounds nice, it sounds too unfamiliar to me."

The maid smiled slightly and responded naturally.

"Okay, Xiaoxue."

Qian Renxue picked up the food in front of her with her chopsticks and chatted with her sister while eating.

"Sister, has there been any change in the Wuhun Palace in the ten years I have been away?"

"Well, there's nothing to say about the changes. Today's His Majesty the Pope has inherited most of the policies of the previous His Majesty the Pope, but there are some differences."

"By the way, Xiaoxue, are you okay over there?" the maid asked with concern.

Qian Renxue smiled softly: "Sister, I'm fine there, except for the lack of grandpa. Everything else is fine."

"Xiaoxue, I heard that His Majesty the Pope has accepted two apprentices, she...". The maid looked at Qian Renxue worriedly.

Qian Renxue interrupted what the maid was going to say next, "Sister, I know that everyone in the Wuhun Palace has been taught that His Majesty regards these two direct disciples as his biological children, right?"

"I have let go of this feeling. There is a time in life, but there is no time in life. Don't force it. Since she doesn't want to admit it to me, why should I force it?"

"Since His Majesty the Pope asked me to call her sister, she will only be my 'sister' from now on." Qian Renxue had a firm look on her face.

"Besides, now I also have relatives." Qian Renxue did not say anything about the goddess of life and the god of destruction. God's things were not something she could know.

The maid thought that the relatives Qian Renxue was referring to were her grandfather and teacher, so she sighed helplessly and said nothing more. The matter of their mother and daughter was not something that she, an outsider, could say.

I hope Xiaoxue can gain her own family love throughout her life.

After finishing the food in front of her, the maid stood up, picked it up, and cleaned it up.

Qian Renxue changed into a golden palace dress, with her blond hair hanging casually, thinking about finding her friends.

Lingyuan Douluo placed them in a small and medium-sized palace not far from the Angel Temple according to Qian Renxue's request.

To go to this palace, you must pass through the Pope's Palace. Qian Renxue walked casually on the palace road.

I looked at everything in front of me. It was too late yesterday and I didn't have time to take a closer look. This is the place where I once lived.

Qian Renxue had no intention of meeting Bibi Dong after she came back. What was there to see between her and Bibi Dong?

If she refused to return the rights that belonged to Qianjia, then he could only raise his sword towards her.

Soon after passing the Pope's Palace, a young man about the same age as Qian Renxue bumped into Qian Renxue.

This man has a handsome face, silver and red hair, and his silver clothes set off his slender body, making him look heroic.

Xie Yue looked at the woman in front of her in shock.

The skin is better than snow, and the face is stunning.

This woman is wearing a golden palace dress. The dress is one piece and seems to be woven with gold thread. It does not have too many patterns and is simple and elegant in style.

The golden stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck, and her long golden hair was casually spread behind her without combing it carefully.

It was in sharp contrast to her neat palace attire.

Both of them were sizing up each other's identities. It was impossible for ordinary people to appear here at this time.

Qian Renxue looked at the extraordinary-looking man in front of her.

Looking at him like this, he looked like he had just come out of the Pope's Palace, so he seemed to be her direct disciple, probably named Xie Yue.

Feeling his soul power carefully, it is true that the sixteen-year-old Soul King has just broken through to the Soul King, and he still has twin martial souls, which is not bad.

She, Bibi Dong, is her 'sister', so isn't her apprentice her nephew? It's quite interesting.

Xie Yue looked at the woman in front of him and considered her identity. It seemed that he had never seen her before, but he observed that not everyone could wear this palace dress. The pattern of the skirt was printed with the unique angel logo of the angel clan.

Is it the little girl I met after becoming a teacher ten years ago? Is it the Young Master Angel?

Xie Yue has never forgotten the blond girl he met back then. She was the cutest little girl he met in his life, just like a little angel.

But since that meeting, she disappeared. He asked Yue Guan and Gui Mei elders, but Yue Guan and Gui Mei both kept silent, as if they had never seen this person before.

He had the courage to ask the teacher, but as soon as he said the word "angel", he saw the teacher's gloomy and terrifying eyes, as if he hated the word "angel".

He didn't understand, obviously everyone in Wuhun Palace believed in the Angel God, and he also believed in the Angel God, but why did the teacher's face turn out to be so scary when he mentioned this word? This was different from the amiable way he usually taught the brothers and sisters. totally different.

After that, he didn't dare to say anything more, let alone mention the matter again, and kept it deeply hidden in his heart.

Qian Renxue was the first to speak: "You are Xie Yue, my sister's direct disciple, right?"

Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative.

"Sister." Xie Yue raised her eyebrows slightly. Is she saying that her teacher is her sister?

Didn’t the teacher say that she has no relatives alive? Just like them, they are all alone.

Qian Renxue seemed to see Xie Yue's doubts, and then smiled calmly: "I am the daughter of the former pope and the young master of Wuhun Palace. My name is Qian Renxue."

"Isn't your teacher my father's apprentice? Why shouldn't I call her my sister?"

Xie Yue suddenly realized, and then her expression turned strange.

Yes, his teacher was taught by the former pope, so the woman in front of him should call her teacher that way.

But, doesn’t that mean he wants to call her uncle?

Looking at Xie Yue's expression, Qian Renxue understood, he understood, this person was also interesting, and the expression on his face changed again and again.

"You should call my father your master, why can't you call me your uncle?" Qian Renxue said with a smile.

She really wanted to know what it would be like if her apprentice called her uncle.

Feeling happy? Still sad?

Hey, sister.

"Xie Yue, I have met His Highness the Young Master. I am rude. Please forgive me Your Highness the Young Master." Xie Yue took a step back slightly and saluted Qian Renxue.

"Without the courtesy, why do you call me Your Highness, Young Master? You don't want to call me Master Uncle?" Qian Renxue waved her hand, signaling that she would finish the ceremony on her own.

As Xie Yue listened to Qian Renxue's questions, he had a vague intuition that he couldn't call her his uncle, otherwise, well, what would happen? Xie Yue was surprised by his own thoughts. In fact, it was right to call His Highness Master Uncle, but he still respected his intuition.

"Your Highness, Young Master, you seem to be the same age as me. Wouldn't it be too old to call you uncle?" Xie Yue replied with a chuckle.

When Qian Renxue heard this, she snorted coldly, "Humph, you do know how to talk, and she taught you well."

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