It was originally a phantom.

But the phantom seemed to have broken free from its restraints and stepped out from nothingness. Nan Liyue was dressed in a white dress with a silver jade belt around her waist. The clothes showed off her figure and were decorated with some incomprehensible dark patterns, making her look noble and mysterious.

If Yun Miao was here, he would definitely point at him and tease him: "Wow, my precious daughter actually changed her clothes."

Finally, the face.

He had long silver hair tied up and wore an exquisite blue jade hair crown on his head. His eyes were deep and somewhat indifferent, as if he had seen through everything.

What matters is.

He had a face that could captivate everyone, and was about half familiar with Nan Yao. When he appeared, he was even more oppressive than the throne that Nan Yao had just shared.

He just stood there without saying a word.

But it gives people a strong sense of oppression.

Nan Liyue saw her baby at first sight, and her eyes were full of doting, and she turned to the few people who had stopped.

His face suddenly turned from sunny to rainy.

In the crowd, he only saw Xiao Chengyan, who hooked his finger at him, a familiar formula, a familiar gesture.

Just different people.

Xiao Chengyan was completely sober again, but he didn't dare to go forward. He had already recognized the person in front of him, and he was most likely Yaoyao's father.

Future father-in-law.

So he took advantage of the chaos to change into formal clothes...

It was unclear whether Duan Chonglou really wanted an explanation or just wanted to be the first to speak out, so he asked, "Are you the one who murdered Xiao Kuo?"

Nan Liyue's eyes were fixed on Xiao Chengyan without even looking at him, but she still spoke in a voice full of sharpness and majesty.

"I won't bother you for now. Just figure out how you're going to face me later!"