C360 (1/2)

”One more, everybody! This is picked from the garden by the slave himself, and the cheese is also made by the slave himself. Please taste it. ”

”Well, well, beauty's craft should be enjoyed.”

Beauty's delicate hair, coax Saint Li Yuan a face wrinkles all laugh out, open mouth to enjoy the little beauty feeding.

”Everybody, the king of Qin asked to see you.”

”What is he doing here?”

The sage and the little beauty were having a good time. Hearing the report, the smile on his face immediately faded. He waved his hand to let the little beauty avoid suspicion and let people announce the king of Qin in -

”I'll see my father.”

The king of Qin had a handsome face and his expression was not good-looking. As a father who had watched him grow up from childhood, Li Yuan could see that the son was not happy at the moment and suppressed his anger. Therefore, the sage asked with concern: ”what is this? Who makes you so angry? ”

The king of Qin raised his head, looked at the sage with a deep look in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, ”father, do you still remember Aung?”

A moment ago, the sage still teased with the beauty in the harem. Later, he was asked by his son. When he wanted to marry his wife, he felt a little empty and embarrassed. The reaction was a yell: ”wanton!”

The king of Qin bowed his head and knelt down, but he couldn't help but say in a deep voice: ”please, my father, please stop being angry. However, the father has not answered the question of the son. Can the father still remember his mother-in-law? Or does his father only remember ah Yin and Zhang in the palace and forget his wife? When my father doted on ah Yin and a Zhang's father, did he still remember my aunt's surname Dou

It seems to admit his mistake, but his tone is sad and indignant, implying resentment. Li Yuangui is the son of heaven. How can he keep his own son's tone of voice to talk to himself? What he said is still so rebellious, and he directly denounced: ”bastard! Who are you talking to? ”

The king of Qin suddenly raised his head. In a pair of handsome eyes, tears were looming. He suppressed his voice and almost roared: ”my son is talking with my father, and I am talking with my husband Lang!”

”Rude! Presumptuous! Who allows you to talk to your father like that? What about your filial piety? Where to learn? ”

The sage scolded.

The king of Qin pressed his throat and said, ”my Aung died early. You should ask ah Yeh.”

”Asshole!”

When it comes to Yuan's wife who got up early, Li Yuan couldn't say it any more. He was so angry that he glared at his son. Father and son, one standing, the other kneeling, looking at each other like black eyed chickens.

”To the sage, Princess Pingyang of Anguo asks to see you.”

The Chamberlain reported in a low, respectful voice. Li Yuan didn't move. Staring at the second son, he snorted and swung his sleeve. He returned to the throne and said, ”Xuan comes in.”

”Here it is.”

After a while, Princess Pingyang came in. Her face was like a flower. Her color was deep. She was obviously not very happy. When he came in to see the kneeling king of Qin, his eyes were red and covered with tears. He coveted the saint's face, and his expression was very angry. He was stunned. Thinking of some possibility, he could not help but feel awe. He saluted: ”daughter, see your father.”