This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

How Bai Chi will deal with this person is what Yun Chao needs to consider Si Heng.

Tsing Yi and Xiao Jue have made concessions as parents.

At that time, Tsing Yi looked at Yun Chao and gave birth to a feeling that 'the son has really grown up'.

Five hundred years of blinking is like a dream, in her eyes, Yun Chao is still the strange baby who was polite and obedient, followed by her mother and stepmother.

It was the little boy who would blush to the point of blush when she teased a little bit,

And now...

Tsing Yi stood up, walked to Yun Chao's side, looked up at his eldest son, who was already half a head taller than him, and sighed.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Yun Chao was stunned and asked in astonishment.

Tsing Yi's appearance at the moment is indeed a little sad.

Yun Chao subconsciously looked at Xiao Jue with doubts in his eyes.

What surprised him was that King Father didn't come to tease him, but his expression was quite accustomed to it.

Father...the wings are hard?

"Mother?"

Yun Chao did not dare to learn from his father and let himself go.

He really couldn't guess what was wrong, it was so good, why did the mother suddenly feel sad?

Yun Chao's thoughts turned, and he said with deep eyes, "My son will order someone to bring Bai Chi out and re-enter the Hellfire Hall of the Underworld."

"What's the matter with that idiot?"

Tsing Yi finally opened his mouth.

She crossed her old waist, her noble and glamorous face showed a bit of resentment, and she stared at Yun Chao with dissatisfaction.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very embarrassed, and he didn't know where he had provoke her old man.

"It's only five hundred years, what did you eat to grow so tall?"

"Huh?" Yun Chao was taken aback.

Tsing Yi curled her lips and snorted, "You're so tall, my mother can't hold you up like she did when she was a child!"

Yun Chao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and Jun's face was slightly hot.

But I understand why my mother is sad.

It turned out that it was because he grew up...

Yun Chao lowered his head, looking at his mother's unhappy appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

He took two steps forward, took Tsing Yi's hand, half squatted on his knees, and said softly, "If the child is like this, he will not be as tall as his mother, and the mother will not be angry with the child, okay? The child must work hard in the future. Don't let yourself grow taller."

Not son.

Not the queen.

But mother and child.

Tsing Yi looked at this handsome face that was carved in the same mold as his own old white face, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He reached out and knocked on his forehead, pulling him up.

"Nonsense, how can my son be so handsome, how can he be a dwarf! You should work hard for your mother and aim to look down on your father!"

Yun Chao subconsciously looked at his father.

The father and son looked at each other, and there was a threat in the eyes of the great emperor: Try to grow taller?

Yun Chao raised his lips, and those who knew him knew what it meant when he smiled like that.

His Highness the Crown Prince stretched out his hand, hugged his mother, and said softly, "Don't worry, mother, the child will definitely fight for you."

Old Tsing Yi comforted him, patted him on the back, and immediately smiled, "It really is my good son."

Yun Chao squinted and smiled, looking at his father, there was a hint of provocation in that submissive and elegant smile.

Xiao Jue's teeth tightened.

This little **** has started playing tricks again!

Are you deliberately provoking him?

The great emperor stood up, stepped forward and dragged his daughter-in-law back, and said with a sullen face:

"Chao'er is already an adult, what a formality to hug and hug!"

"What's wrong with your lord? Your lord isn't my son?!" Tsing Yi rolled his eyes at him.

There is sour gas in the field.

When Yun Chao was finished, Shi Shiran retreated, smiling and watching the play.

Sure enough, my father's jealousy has not diminished in the past.

Zidu is beside him who wants to laugh but dare not laugh, the king is really suffering!

I've been defending against my rival for half my life, but I can't defend my son!

The Great Emperor was jealous, but he was no match for His Majesty King Tsing Yi's temper.

It was a mad meal in person, married for thousands of years, old husband and wife, four sons and daughters!

This old man is not enough to sour candle black water, sour moon demon, sour minister, and now even his own son is sour!

"You didn't come from chaos, right? You are a vinegar spirit!" Tsing Yi whispered, "Are you ashamed of competing with your son every day?"

Xiao Jue took her hand, squeezed it hard, and said in a low voice, "There are so many people, can you give your man some face?"

Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows and glanced at Zi Du, who was snickering, and Ruan Mianmian, who had a dull face.

He curled his lips, reluctantly hung up a smirk of admiration, and punched Xiao Jue's heart with a small fist, "Diaoyou, I hate it! People like you the most when you are jealous!"

This artificial tone.

It's the Tsing Yi King who is a demon, that's right!

The Great Emperor shivered and felt a little uncomfortable. He held her small fists that almost vomited blood, with a gentle smile, "It's my husband's fault, I shouldn't have high demands on you, Madam, you're all right!"

Tsing Yi looked at him with a smile, "Don't you want to save face?"

Xiao Jue twitched the corners of his mouth, "Face is not important..."

Give him a few more fists, and he probably will die.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew by.

Tsing Yi was dragged into the air by an invisible force and fell into a powerful embrace.

She looked up and saw a charming face.

The young man has black eyes, and the corners of his lips are slightly upturned with a bit of playfulness. The red clothes seem to contain the world's gorgeous colors, but he doesn't look gaudy at all.

If it is said that the beauty of Yun Dynasty is as beautiful as Zhaohui Xichen.

Right now, this Lang Lang boy is beautiful, flamboyant and wild, which makes people's hearts sway at first sight.

He slapped Tsing Yi in his arms, raised the tip of his right eyebrow, and the moment his voice came out, it gave people a sense of flirtatious playfulness:

"The sun is coming out in the west, and our stinky father knows that he will die? You eat so much jealousy every day, don't you think it's sour?"

Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows when he saw the person coming.

Yun Chao lowered his gaze.

Zidu took a deep breath, mother, why is this little devil here!

The young man hadn't been arrogant for too long, his face changed suddenly, and he screamed.

"Ah ah ah! It's going to fall off! The ear is going to fall off, mother, let go!"

Tsing Yi twisted his ears and smiled brightly: "Fu Xiaoguang, you are very daring, dare to talk to your father like this? You unworthy son want to be struck by thunder, right?"

There was a sinister smile in the big emperor's smile. He sat lazily in his seat and sighed softly: "My son is too old. Gu is a good father, and he has no status at all."

The glamorous young man who suddenly appeared was Fuguang.

He was pinched by his old mother's ears, and immediately widened his eyes when he heard Wang Baba's heart-punching words.

"Stinky father, don't be miserable! Are you tired after using this trick for so many years?!!"

The Great Emperor sighed and touched his heart.

"Heartache."

Tsing Yi taught his son to use his hand again, "Did you hear it! Your father's heart hurts because of your anger!"

"Chicken feathers! It's obviously mother, you just hammered him!"