Chapter 173 The Fake Sect Supremo (Ⅲ)

When Qingyan woke up the next morning, she found that Zizhu was about to open the door.

Looking at Qingyan, Zizhu said with a smile, "we're coming here to serve you."

Qingyan said to them with a smile. After freshening up, she went to the front yard with them, while Suyun and Luobing sat in the living room. Apparently, they were still worried about what happened yesterday.

After Qingyan greeted them, she asked with a smile, "Dad, mom, are you still worried about what happened yesterday?"

Suyun looked at Qingyan and shook his head. "I don't know what will happen after the Second Prince gets involved. I'm still worried."

Qingyan walked to Suyun's side and comforted him in a soft voice, "father, don't worry. THe majesty also agrees with him to take over the case, right? Maybe he really had a way to solve this? Or do you care about the your military leadership? "

He didn't expect that Su Qingyan's thought was so pointed. He didn't care about the military leadership at all. He only cared about the case that if Xuanyuan Yvfan took away it, he might use it to threaten his child.

"Father, don't worry. I won't let the second prince take away your military leadership." Qingyan could only comfort him in a soft voice. She would help him deal with all the matters.

"In fact, a few days ago, I received an invitation. The grandmother is going to celebrate her 60th birthday. Although she is not the literal mother, she is still your foster mother!" While thinking, Luobing pulled out an invitation from the Su Mansion, which sent to him a few days ago.

As Suyun took the invitation card, he read the words on it. With a resigned sigh, he asked Qingyan, "what do you think?"

Looking at Suyun, Qingyan said with a smile, "if you think you should go, I will go! After all, grandma treated me very well before. "

After saying that, Suyun put the invitation

her with a smile.

Then Qingyan looked a tMurong Jingxuan and asked, "Jingxuan, would you like to play a chess with me?"

"Let's play and see who takes control of this world." Qingyan said, picking up the white chess pieces.

Hearing what Qingyan said, Murong Jingxuan was interested. "Okay. I won't let you win," he said

Qingyan smiled and said, "So do I, ."

Sitting alone in the room, Hanyan was enjoying the view outside the window. He couldn't see what was going on in the opposite room, but she didn't feel worried as long as she thought of her master, who was sitting in the next room.

At the thought of this, Hanyan's mouth curled into a sneer. If not for the mistress's words that Su Qingming was still useful, she really wanted to turn him into an disabled today.

When Hanyan closed her eyes, he could think of everything that had happened between him and Qilian Qingyan.

She was an orphan. At that time, when she was about to starve to death, it was Qilian Qingyan who saved her. She also taught her wholeheartedly and she had learned a lot in the Wanshou Pavilion.

She liked Qingyan's gentle smile most.

When she was lost in thought, she heard a muffled voice, and she was unable to resist the impulse to spray water.