He walked to Yun Qingyan's side in three steps and two steps. His slender hands twirled some scattered black hair from her forehead. There was a hint of expectation for the future in his voice. His thin lips raised a shallow arc, "
Let's go
From now on, wherever you want to go, I will accompany you! "
Finally, he could grow up and experience with the little guy, and Di Jiuque began to feel happy secretly in his heart.
But when he raised his eyes, he saw that Yun Qingyan's face was not only devoid of joy and emotion, but also full of embarrassment.
Di Jiuque's movement stagnated, and the secret joy in his heart seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water. "You don't want to?"
Yun Qingyan folded her arms around her chest and half leaned against the doorman. Her dark starry eyes were full of business-like coldness, and she was not disturbed at all by Di Jiuque's gentle action of twirling his hair, "It's not that he was unwilling.
However, if you want to stay in the lower realm with me, you can, but we need to make an agreement. "
Di Jiuque raised his eyebrows, "You tell me."
"First, since you are here to take refuge, the name Dijiu Que must not be used."
She didn't know how many people in the lower world knew about the existence of Emperor Jiuque, but just in case, she was guarding against the one in ten thousand chance.
"Okay." Di Jiuque didn't care much about the name.
To him, Emperor Jiuque, a name that represented supreme honor and prestige and could almost control the wind and rain in the divine realm, was as worthless as a piece of trash that could be thrown away at will.
Unexpectedly, Di Jiuque agreed so quickly, and Yun Qingyan was slightly surprised.
For some powerful people, their name not only represents a title, but also represents their supreme status and respect. It is an honor that they are sworn to defend.
He threw it quite happily.
But... if Di Jiu Que is not called Di Jiu Que, then what should it be called
Yun Qingyan slightly raised her chin and thought for a while. The surname Di was too rare and too eye-catching, so she definitely couldn't use it.
Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she slapped her hands and said,
"Just call me Yun Jiu. Hmm... As for your identity..." She looked at Di Jiuque up and down. The current Di Jiuque had a green face. Although he was elegant and noble, cold and arrogant, he looked like he was no older than that. It's the size of a teenager.
A little secret thought arose from the bottom of her heart. Yun Qingyan smiled in her heart, her eyes curved into two crescent moons, and she reached out and patted the shoulder of the young man in front of her, "Well... you can just treat me as my long-lost distant cousin.
I will report this to Grandpa later. "
As a cousin, she can still surpass the Emperor Jiuque.
When she thought of Di Jiuque calling her cousin in front of everyone, the depression in Yun Qingyan's heart disappeared, and she felt that the sun was shining brightly in front of her eyes.
As for grandpa... she should just blame the "mysterious master" who helped the Yun family. Otherwise, Di Jiuque's identity... would be too difficult to explain.
Even she still doesn't know who Di Jiuque is.
"Your cousin?" Di Jiuque Qingjun's brows instantly frowned. Although he was born and raised and has no brothers or sisters, this does not mean that he does not know the meaning of the word cousin.
"No!" He refused decisively without hesitation.
He raised his head slightly, with a graceful taut jaw line, "I have lived for nearly ten thousand years since I was born. How can I be one generation younger than you?"
The most important thing is... this seniority makes it difficult for him to "perform".
Di Jiuque's words made Yun Qingyan glance at him, "What else? Do you still want to be my brother?"
(End of chapter)