The more said, Yang's impression of Suqing gradually became better.

It seems good for his granddaughter to marry him.

After chatting for a long time, Yang's attitude gradually softened.

Finally, he stood up and spoke

"In that case, you two are very satisfied with each other. The old minister has no objection. "

Finally, Yang Laosong said.

Just as he was leaving, Mr. Yang opened his mouth

"Housekeeper."

"Old master."

"Take Su ye out of the house first and sit in the carriage."

"Yes."

This seems to mean to talk to Suqing alone.

Su Ye didn't speak, just a little worried. She looked at Su Qing more.

Then he left with the housekeeper.

Old Yang looked at Su Ye's three steps and looked back and snorted.

He clasped his fists and saluted Su Qing

"My Lord, I have only such a granddaughter. I know that you are in love with her.

But she is still young now, and the days ahead are so long that it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no change.

If one day, the Lord has a crush on other women.

Please also ask the Lord to give her a divorce and let her go home. "

His voice is a little hoarse, with vicissitudes in his voice.

When he finally asked, there was only one Su Ye left.

If she doesn't succeed in the palace in the future, let her go home.

But his request has not been answered for a long time.

Su Qing's eyelids drooped, and the long black eyelashes covered the mood in his eyes.

For a long time, I listened to the red lips slowly reveal

"The king won't like other women, and she can't leave the king."

"I mean if."

"No if."

Someone never thought about Su Ye leaving himself, let alone assumed it.

Even if you just listen, you'll be very upset.

Yang Lao also did not expect that he would be so persistent to Su Ye.

For a long time, old Yang said nothing again.

Su Ye sat on the carriage in the palace. After a while, old Yang came out.

He walked out of the palace on crutches.

Su Ye raised the curtain and looked at the door of the palace.

He saw his grandfather behind him and Su Qing came out.

Dressed in a golden red robe, he didn't speak, so he stood at the door and looked at Su Ye.

Old Yang got on the carriage and looked out at Su ye with the curtain raised.

He snorted

"So nice? It's not that I won't see you in the future. "

Look at this greasy energy.

Su Ye recovered, put down the curtain and sat in the carriage.

The wheels of the carriage rolled slowly.

Su Ye listened to the faint low cough outside the carriage.

The wind blew up a corner of the curtain, vaguely saw the man, holding the door beam with one hand, coughing low.

It was as if the wind would blow people down if the wind was stronger.

Old Yang glanced at Su Ye sitting quietly in the corner.

He held his crutch, hesitated for a moment, and still spoke with a straight face

"Did you see his beauty?"

Su Ye looked up in a daze.

Su Ye's silence was acquiescence in her grandfather's eyes.

Old Yang snorted coldly

"It's just a skin bag. How long can it last?"

Su ye thought about the life span of the red flame golden scale python.

A rather serious answer

"Until I die."

This time it was her grandfather's turn to be silent.

It's probably angry.

When the carriage passed the corner of the palace, the low cough could be heard faintly.

Su Qing stood at the gate of the palace, drooping his eyes.

Feichen saw that the carriage had been driving away slowly and could not be seen for a long time. He went to the master and said

"Master, it's time to go back."