Yue Lao clapped his hands, and two immortal servants led a woman into the hall. The woman was shy, but her appearance was as ordinary as ever. Xiao Shuang bowed gracefully and said, "Xiao Shuang greets all the immortals."
Si Li Xianjun narrowed his eyes and subconsciously asked, "Xiao Shuang, is your mother okay?"
A vicious look flashed across her small eyes, and she snorted coldly, "I really don't understand what the Immortal Lord said." Where in the world could there be such a father who would divorce his wife? When she was in the Immortal Lord's Mansion, she was obviously the daughter of Frost Dew, but her life was even worse than that of a concubine's daughter.
After Si Li divorced Shuanglu, he hadn't seen Shuanglu for a thousand years. I'm afraid he can't even remember what Shuanglu looks like now.
It's really ridiculous.
Sili Xianjun looked embarrassed, but still drank a glass of wine and fell silent.
Yue Lao said, "Xiao Shuang is Jiu Xi's cousin... and she is willing to cooperate with us."
"It's just that Yue Lao and Jiuxi are stunningly beautiful, but this Xiaoshuang..." Immortal Lord Si Zhan was too embarrassed to say the rest. After all, Xiaoshuang's biological father was sitting next to him. If he said that Xiaoshuang was ordinary, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of Immortal Lord Si Li!
Laojun sneered, "To be honest, even if Diao Chan and Xi Shi were still alive, Najia Lou Mingye wouldn't even glance at them."
To be fair, none of the immortals had ever seen such a devoted man. Since they couldn't take action against Yuebai, they could only think of other ways.
Her small eyes narrowed slightly in a lazy arc, "Why bother starting with the Lord?... Isn't it enough to just let Jiuxi see the Lord's crazy behavior?"
As long as you see it with your own eyes and hear it with your own ears, what can't be proved?
"Mom! Daddy is back!" Xiao Guoer ran into the hall happily with his short legs, his eyes full of joy and happiness. He quietly looked at Jiuxi who was sitting on the high platform and handling government affairs.
Jiuxi said calmly, "Don't let him in!"
Although Qingran entrusted her with this task, Mingye went to the fairyland and never found time to come back to see her. Jiuxi became more and more depressed day by day.
"Why don't you let your husband in?" The man's purple robe fluttered in the wind, and there was a warm glow between his brows. He walked into the hall as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. Even the maids serving in the hall ran out shyly, and he did not forget to take the little prince out.
Ming Ye waved his sleeves, and the door that was originally open creaked shut. The hall was only decorated with a few luminous pearls, but they cast a bright or dark pearly light on the man's gentle face, making the man look like a crown of jade.
Jiuxi placed the wolf-hair brush on the inkstone and said, "Leng Yin, I won't let you in!"
It was rare to see her angry, but he hadn't seen her for so long. He really missed her so much that he moved to her side with a thought. He kissed her ear and whispered in a very seductive voice, "Where are you not letting me in?"
His eyes slid straight down her face, and he looked at her carefully with his burning eyes, with a hint of playful smile on the corner of his mouth.
This... is hooliganism in broad daylight.
Jiuxi glanced at him suspiciously, a thin layer of pink gradually covering her face. She subconsciously exerted force with her hands, trying to push him away, but he held her hand tightly. He said, "Are you shy?"
"I'm not shy!" She pulled her hand back from his warm palm, raised her head, kissed his chin, and said, "Actually, I missed you a lot."
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