Yang Junshan glanced at Yang Qinyu and said, "Why don't you go back, are you afraid of being punished by your mother?"
Yang Qinyu shook her head, but looked at her son Yang Lizhao.
"My brother is probably afraid that Qiqi will be wronged, after all -"
After all, they are still brothers and sisters. Yang Qinlin just made fun of her brother unscrupulously. Now that her brother is really in trouble, she naturally wants to defend him.
But before she could finish speaking, Ding Rulan tugged at the corner of her clothes. Only then did she realize something and swallowed the second half of the sentence.
Yang Junshan still didn't understand what his son was worried about, so he said directly: "Your punishment is unavoidable, and your mother's face is not easy to deal with. The mistakes you make are your own responsibility, but your mother Although it is harsh, it is not unreasonable. It is too late to hurt her own grandson, so what fault can be placed on the child? "
After Yang Junshan said this, Yang Qinlin and Ding Rulan looked at each other with joy on their faces. Regardless of their human-male bloodline, they both liked this cute little nephew very much.
In fact, when they saw the "Zhao" jade nameplate made by Yang Junshan on Qiqi's body, they already roughly understood Yang Junshan's general attitude, and Yang Junshan's attitude was naturally the attitude of the entire Yang family.
However, Yang Junshan's approval alone is not enough. The approval by blood does not mean that all Yang clan members will agree with Yang Lizhao, a human-monster hybrid, from the bottom of their hearts. What's more, the union of Yang Qinyu and the demon fox has already become the whole story. In the case of Yang's hot topic of public opinion.
But if even the most furious Yan Qinxi only punishes his son but not his grandson, then even if the discussions behind the family's back are still unavoidable, all the clan members who have eyes should know what to do. After all, Yan Qinxi The power in the hands is closely related to the distribution of interests within the family.
Yang Junshan saw Qiqi looking at him with admiration and a bit of doubt, so he smiled and waved to him and said: "Zhao'er, do you still recognize grandpa?"
Yang Lizhao nodded when he heard the words, but then shook his head and said: "Dad and aunt both said that the fisherman grandpa was grandpa that day, but grandpa did not bring a bamboo hat, but the smell of grandpa and fisherman grandpa was the same. ”
Although Yang Qinyu's expression did not change when he heard this, his eyes quickly glanced at Princess Lanxuan. Seeing that she did not notice anything wrong, she felt relieved and said quickly: "Grandpa brought a bamboo hat, so of course you will I can’t see Grandpa’s face clearly.”
Yang Junshan smiled, waved to Yang Lizhao, and said, "Come on, son, come to grandpa."
Yang Lizhao looked at Yang Qinyu beside him, and when he saw his father's face showing encouragement, he looked at Yang Junshan again and started to walk over.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the sky, and the sound waves rolled in, causing a storm over the entire Mingxia Island in an instant.
"Yang Junshan, Yang Junshan in Yuzhou, get out of here quickly!"
"I'm coming!"
Above the sea, in a building ship, Mr. Qing held a maid who came to serve tea in his arms, looked at the sky in the distance and laughed excitedly, and subconsciously touched the maid's body with his hands. He grabbed a handful hard.
The maid seemed to be made of water, and she immediately let out a goosebump-like moan from her mouth, and her whole body was in the arms of Young Master Qing.
He immediately became weak and boneless, and his eyes were as charming as silk.
"What are you doing!"
A loud shout came from the side, waking the two of them up immediately.
In panic, the maid dropped the tea tray in her hand to the ground. After hastily collecting the fragments on the ground, she lowered her head and walked out of the cabin. Before leaving, she glanced at the newly-larged tea tray from the corner of her eye. The person who called out saw Qingmei staring at her with her hands on her hips as if her eyebrows were raised.
"It's the maid next to the young master's fiancée!"
The maid glanced sideways again, and saw that the future mistress was sitting on the other side. Her face looked a little livid, but her eyes were obviously not on her.
"Huh, it's so amazing. Young Master is fraternity. The so-called real wife is just a title. We all are trying to please the Young Master and the blue-eyed immortal ancestor behind the Young Master. As for that maid, she has never even received the Young Master's favor. What qualifications do she have to extend her kindness to my aunt? Paw, it seems that I need to discuss it with the sisters and let this little hooves know the rules of the Young Master’s house!”
Several thoughts passed through her mind in the blink of an eye, and the maid's original fear was gone. She felt that the maid named Qingmei was still staring at her from behind, so she simply twisted her waist and hips, deliberately showing off to her. The maid looked.
"Bah, Xiaolang|bastard!" Qingmei cursed in a low voice.
"Qingmei, don't be rude!" Yun Shang's cold voice came over.
Qingmei suddenly felt aggrieved and said: "Miss, look -"
"Ahem," Young Master Qing coughed and said, "I was so excited that I made you laugh, Chang'er."
Yun Shang suppressed the expression on her face and said in a calm tone: "Young Master is a nobleman of my lineage, Tianhu. You should be cautious and self-loving. If you indulge yourself too much, won't you lose the reputation of the Blue-Eyed Immortal Ancestor?"
Young Master Qing forced a smile, with a look of displeasure on his face, and said: "Although what Chang'er said is reasonable, it is somewhat inconsistent with the reality of my Tianhu lineage!"
Seeing Yun Shang's cold expression, Mr. Qing coughed lightly and said: "Now the Tianhu clan relies entirely on my ancestor, Grandpa Biyan. As his direct blood descendant, I, including my son, are naturally the most likely to have the same bloodline in the future. It is precisely because of this that I entered the Seven-Tailed Fairyland, so that my lineage of Heavenly Fox can rise again. I can extend my blessings widely and give birth to many descendants of the bloodline. This is the great cause of the entire Seventh Lineage of Heavenly Fox!"
After saying that, Young Master Qing looked sideways at Yun Shang with his peripheral vision, his expression half-smiling but not smiling, and said, "Yun Shang, isn't that the original intention of getting married between your two families?"
At this time, Yun Shang no longer looked cold, but her whole body was like a transparent ice sculpture.
Seeing that Qingmei, the maid next to Yun Shang, was indignant, Mr. Qing smiled softly and said, "Shang'er, you are a good maid and quite loyal. From the look of you, it seems that you are also from my Qinghu lineage?"
The second half of this sentence was addressed to Qingmei.
Qingmei was slightly startled, but saw Mr. Qing blinking at him. Qingmei quickly lowered her gaze, but her heart was pounding, and she said: "My father's family does have most of the Qinghu bloodline."