The Black Emperor glanced at Feng Che, "What are you doing?"

Feng Qianning left his legs and sat on the stone bench, swaying his legs, and was throwing grapes into his mouth. At this time, he hummed: "Father, 'Yue' is the little brother's love name for his younger sister. How can you call him? He doesn't allow me to call him Sister Yue'er."

The Black Emperor knew it and couldn't help but glar at the windmill again, but then he changed his mouth, "Yuechu sat down and talked."

Jiang Yuechu opened her mouth, and under the supervision of the Black Emperor's eyes, she swallowed her self-introduction back into her abdomen and sat down.

Feng Che sat next to him.

The Black Emperor looked at Jiang Yuechu and now he smiled again. Those with cultivation like the Black Emperor naturally had the skills to keep their faces alive. Just looking at the skin, you can't tell his age, but he only looks about forty years old.

He should be more handsome when he is young, and even now, he looks like a handsome uncle.

However, Jiang Yuechu didn't think there was no similarity between Feng Che and the Black Emperor. Perhaps, Feng Che was more like his mother?

"Yuechu, how about living in Ache's mansion?" asked the Black Emperor, even in a kind tone at this time.

Jiang Yuechu was a little flattered. After all, this was too different from what she thought. However, she was still calm and nodded, "Very good."

"I designed the waterside pavilion on Ache's mansion by myself. You are used to living there?" asked the Black Emperor again.

Jiang Yuechu looked at the Black Emperor. The emperor's intimate tone made her confused at this moment, but she nodded, "The Water Pavilion is also very good." After a pause, she praised the Black Emperor by the way, "Your Majesty has designed it very well."

"Oh..." The Black Emperor nodded with a smile and looked at Feng Che.

That melodious tone made Jiang Yuechu even more strange.

Especially after several other princesses also cast their sights, Jiang Yuechu couldn't help but think about it. Did she say something wrong? Or should she not praise the Black Emperor?

Only Feng Qianning shook his feet and ate very deliciously.

"Yue'er drinks a cup of tea. This is the Wuxiang tea specially provided to his father. I can't drink it anywhere else." Feng Che personally poured tea for Jiang Yuechu with a smile on his lips.

Regardless of the strange feeling, Jiang Yuechu picked up the tea and drank it.

Feng Che picked up another spiritual fruit to peel it. He knew what the Black Emperor was thinking, but he did not make any excuses.

His father wanted to ask him if he had sex with Jiang Yuechu. He definitely couldn't find out, so he came to set up a trap for Jiang Yuechu. At this time, he must have misunderstood.

However, misunderstandings are misunderstandings.

After Feng Che peeled the spirit fruits, he put them all in the small plate in front of Jiang Yuechu. The other princesses had noticed them a long time ago, and even the Black Emperor couldn't help but take a look.

This kid, he has never enjoyed such treatment.
Chapter completed!