Qin's father and Qin's mother hurried out of the door, and saw this scene as soon as they went out.
In front of a luxurious and exquisite carriage, stood a figure in a black robe. Just a back view was enough to be magnificent. people come out.
Just by looking at his movements, you can tell that this person is cautious.
Qin's mother squeezed Qin's father's arm without any trace, and said in an uncertain tone.
"This is His Majesty?"
Qin's father opened his eyes wide, turned his head, and nodded solemnly at Qin's mother.
"..."
What the hell.
as expected.
They watched as their precious daughter got out of the carriage and was held firmly in the arms of the man standing outside the carriage. They didn't know what he said, and she even made her pat him hard.
Qin's father was so frightened that his little heart trembled.
How could Chuchu be so... presumptuous
Your Majesty is still so tolerant
From afar, I saw Qin's father and Qin's mother waiting there, a little smile appeared on Fu Yue's face, and she trotted over there.
Of course, there is always a big one lingering behind him.
"Father, mother."
Fu Yue smiled with crooked eyebrows, and stood pretty in front of the door, saying hello to Qin's father and Qin's mother.
Seeing her daughter whom she had not seen for a long time, Qin's mother couldn't help crying, and even Qin's father's eyes were red. Although they missed their daughter very much, etiquette cannot be ignored after all, so they knelt down to salute Ji Rong who was at the side first.
"My minister sees Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty."
Ji Rong's eyelids twitched, and he took a look at Fu Yue to make sure that his wife was not angry, then raised his hand to his lips and coughed lightly.
"No need to be polite, get up."
Naturally, Fu Yue couldn't be angry because of this matter.
This was in ancient times, when there were differences between monarchs and ministers. For people like Father Qin, feudal etiquette was deeply rooted in his ideology. When he met the emperor, he would definitely salute respectfully.
After Qin's father stood up, he looked at Ji Rong without any trace.
I can't help but wonder.
Why is this majesty different from the one in the legend
Not only Father Qin, but Mother Qin also had this question.
…
After a stick of incense.
Qin's father, Qin's mother, Fu Yue and Ji Rong sat in the hall of the Qin mansion, and no one spoke for a while.
The atmosphere was slightly awkward.
Qin's father and Qin's mother were nervous. Facing this legendary tyrannical king, how could they not be afraid.
As for Ji Rong, he was actually a little embarrassed.
After all, he was facing his father-in-law and his mother-in-law, and Ji Rong knew what his style was like outside, which made him a little helpless.
Definitely not a good first impression.
It was Fu Yue who took the initiative to say: "Father, mother, this is Ji Rong, my husband, you should know each other, right?"
After finally overcoming his nervousness, Father Qin, who was drinking a cup of tea, spewed out a mouthful of tea.
Ji Rong? Husband
His daughter is too bold, isn't she
Realizing that she had spoken surprisingly, Fu Yue pinched the center of her brows and reached out to stab Ji Rong's elbow.
The king suddenly realized that it was time to speak for himself.
He straightened his face.
I didn't know what to say for a while.
Seeing Qin's father coughing non-stop, Ji Rong stood up, poured a cup of tea under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, and handed it to Qin's father with a respectful attitude.
Thin lips parted lightly: "Father-in-law, please drink tea, don't get excited. My son-in-law came to visit rashly, please don't be offended by my father-in-law."
Father Qin: "..."
Qin's father spoke with great difficulty: "Your Majesty, you have broken my humble minister."
He almost fainted.
real.