Ou Ruoqinghan's holy face finally had a crack, and a complexity flashed through his eyes. After a long time, he said: "You are not qualified to question me whether she is leaving or staying, it is your game with Agula, it has nothing to do with me."

When he walked away, he passed by Qi Ye, he left a cold sentence: "Light is derived from darkness, and darkness creates light. Is she an angel? Or a demon?"

Qi Ye watched his back and frowned.

Don’t even he knows whether Ye Weilan is his daughter?

Qi Ye put away his knife, walked a few steps forward, and looked at the corner: "Lan."

Ye Weilan poked her head out from behind the wall, her face pale. She was not in a wheelchair and pulled the wall with her hands. Her slender body trembled slightly, biting her lips, and her pure pupils were a little pitiful.

Qi Ye picked up the person and returned to the room. He sat on the sand and gently stroked her cold cheeks.

"Qi Ye," transparent tears came out from her eyes: "I'm not trash, why do they dislike it so much..."

Who has no expectations for their biological father?

The shadow left by the god of death on her heart was too heavy. She had fantasized that the Pope might be her father. It was rumored that he loved the "adopted daughter" very much, and she had a faint expectation in her heart. If she knew that she was Qin Yulingsheng, would he be nice to her too?

Unfortunately, that person hit her expectations so badly.

Miss Ye’s little daughter came out and hugged Mei Ren Qi’s neck and was filled with tears.

Qi Ye looked at her for a while and suddenly said, "Lan really wants his father?"

"Imagine," she never hides anything from him: "When I knew my mother was Qin Yuling, I fantasized that she would love me and care about me like Mother Ye, and that's true," she stroked the necklace on her neck: "Women with such a gentle voice will not not love their children, as for their father..."

Her eyes dimmed.

Perhaps she will never have to expect from her biological father's love in her life.

She wasn't even sure who he was.

What an annoying topic.

"He will regret it," Qi Ye's slender fingers gently stroked her lips, with deep affection in his eyes: "A daughter who was the same as her wife's daughter is the most precious treasure in the world and cannot be treated wrongly."

Ye Weilan burst into tears and smiled, hugged his neck and asked, "Does Qi Ye like girls too?"

After instantly understanding what she was going to say, Qi Ye smiled charmingly: "No, it's enough for me to have a son."

She laughed in his arms.

I felt a little awkward. Even if she really wanted to have a daughter, it was definitely not the case now.

Since the real "beautiful city" is already on her, they have no need to stay.

Perlangodo knew that the "beautiful city" was on her, but he deliberately fooled them in order to let her and Qi Ye meet the Pope?

The older generation's thoughts are always mysterious, and each one carries endless secrets.

And the center of all the secrets revolves around the woman who gave birth to her, Qin Yuling.

Whether she is dead or alive, maybe she will get the answer in the near future.

...

Ou Ruoqinghan walked out of the palace.

All the paladins he brought were knocked down by Qi Ye. At this moment, only one divine servant followed him silently: "Your Majesty, Princess Lan has heard all the words you said just now."

Ou Ruoqinghan had no expression, and his divine servant really loved to worry. How could the girl eavesdropping behind him be able to hide it from his eyes and ears?
Chapter completed!