The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 475: I blame her for my bad words
Above the rear hall
When Yuxi heard the name Yan Yun, his eyes couldn't help but look at the woman standing in front of Miao Yuan.

She stood there quietly, her face cold and indifferent, but her aura was strong and her power was unfathomable, so that even if he tried to detect it, he couldn't detect it at all.

It is impossible to reach such a realm without millions of years of cultivation.

Yuxi immediately turned around and scolded: "What did you say to her?"

Are you crazy? How dare you insult anyone? Are you afraid that the relationship between the ghosts and monsters is not tense enough, so you can start another massacre?

Mi Wen was so frightened that she shrank back, wanting to die, "I... Yu, Yuxi's nephew..."

She didn't mean to.

She really didn't mean it. If she knew that this person was Miss Yan Yun from the ghost clan, she would never speak like that.

Yuxi looked over with a cold look, "What did you call me?"

Can she also call Yuxi nephew?
Is she worthy of the same status as my aunt and uncle?
Mi Wen was frightened and quickly changed her words, "Yu...Yuxi Little Immortal Lord, I...I didn't mean it."

Who, who knew that this woman was Miss Yan Yun from the ghost clan? She had never appeared in front of everyone, and she didn't even know what she looked like, so how could she know her?

"Shut up." Yuxi was speechless. He really couldn't understand how there could be such a stupid and pathetic person in their immortal clan.

"I..." Miwen felt aggrieved.

"What's going on here?"

A pleasant and elegant voice penetrated the crowd. Her Highness Princess Yuhua came slowly with lotus steps. From a distance, her elegance and dignity, graceful and soft temperament were unmatched. From a closer look, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, her skin was whiter than snow, and her beautiful eyes and smile were so charming that it was hard to find such a smart and beautiful beauty in the world.

"Princess Yuhuan?"

"It's Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. With the arrival of Her Royal Highness, it seemed as if the air in the demon clan smelled a little better.

There was also amazement in Miao Yuan's eyes, as if every time she saw Princess Yuhuan, she always made people's eyes light up.

When Yuxi saw her aunt coming, she immediately left Miwen and walked over, "Aunt, it was Miwen who spoke rudely, and Miss Yanyun of the ghost clan taught her a lesson. It's not a big deal, please don't worry."

"Oh?" Yuhuan's gaze fell on Miwen. Although she was smiling, there was an invisible aura of oppression that made people dare not act rashly.

Mi Wen was so scared that she fell to her knees, "Mi, Mi Wen was wrong, Princess Di, please calm down."

Miao Yuan sneered. Now she doesn't call Di Ji cousin anymore? It turns out that she also knows that she is just a little fairy, and there is a huge gap between her and Her Royal Highness Di Ji.

"Since the person you spoke rudely to was Miss Yan Yun of the Ghost Clan, you should also say your apology to her."

"Yes," Miwen suppressed her unhappiness, pulled up her dress at her knees and stood up.

Facing Yan Yun, Mi Wen bowed again and said, "It was my fault just now. I hope Miss Yan Yun will calm down."

Yan Yun said coldly, "No need for that. Fairy Miwen, it's better for you to keep your mouth shut next time."

"Yan...Miss Yan Yun is right." Mi Wen smiled lightly, but in fact she hated both her and Miao Yuan in her heart.

That means they are allowed to insult her, but she is not allowed to insult them, right?
Damn it, not only did they ruin her dress, they also hit her on the head with the magic fruit. Now they want her to apologize to them in public. It's really abominable.

Miao Yuan grabbed Yan Yun's hand and said, "Let's go, Sister Yan Yun."

Not wanting to stay with these people, she wanted to go find her father.

Yan Yun nodded, and just as he was about to take Miao Yuan's hand and leave, a female voice called Miao Yuan from behind.

"Yuan'er..."

Miao Yuan's body stiffened, and she immediately looked at Yan Yun for help.

What to do, what to do, she didn't want to go there.

"come over."

It turned out that he wanted to call her over.

Miao Yuan was extremely unwilling in her heart and her face looked like she was about to cry.

Yan Yun just thought it was funny, but she couldn't save her at this moment, so she could only let go of her hand and whispered, "Go."

Miao Yuan glared at her resentfully and whispered, "You watched someone die without helping." They had just been through hardships together.

Yan Yun ignored her, turned around very handsomely and neatly, and watched Miao Yuan trot over and bowed to the person.

"Ghost Clan Miaoyuan, greets Her Royal Highness Princess."

Miaoyuan bowed obediently, wearing a soft and elegant purple skirt. She looked like a good baby and was really lovable.

Yuhuan smiled and helped her up. "Yuan'er, there's no need to be so polite. How long have you been here? Why don't you see your father?"

Miao Yuan politely replied, "My father just went to talk to someone, and Miao Yuan didn't see him."

"I see. The banquet is about to start. Please accompany me."

"I..." Miao Yuan was about to refuse when she saw Princess Yuhuan gently holding her hand.

"I believe your father is already waiting for you in the front hall."

Miao Yuan couldn't refuse, so she could only smile and nod, "Yes, Your Highness is right."

Behind
Yuxi leaned close to Yuheng and whispered, "Uncle, where did you and aunt go just now?"

Yuheng walked towards the front hall, followed by a large group of people. When he saw Yuxi approaching him to talk, he didn't even look at her, and just said, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

Yuxi snorted, "Uncle is really annoying. You can't even ask me a question."

Even if his uncle didn't say it, Yuxi could guess what they were doing.

He must have gone to talk to those dragon, human and demon people. Whenever there are such occasions, they always have to communicate several times to show their sincerity.

In fact, how many dirty things have been done behind the scenes, some visible and some invisible, do you really think he can't see it? None of these major clans have clean hands.

In another few hundred thousand years, his hands might not be clean anymore.

Inside the front hall

All the demons have arrived, waiting for the banquet to begin.

As soon as Miao Yuan walked into the hall, she saw her father sitting motionless in his own seat, with a gloomy face and empty eyes, neither sad nor happy, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

I don’t know if my father knows what just happened in the back hall?

Yuhuan led Miaoyuan to the territory of the ghost tribe and smiled at Yan Yi who was sitting there. "Long time no see, Yan Yi."

Miao Yuan lowered her head and kept complaining in her heart. If she remembered correctly, it had been less than ten thousand years since they last met.

It’s not that long.

Yan Yi nodded and waved at Miao Yuan, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Miao Yuan is simple-minded, and will forget what happened today tomorrow. But he still remembers it.

Yan Yi remembered clearly how the immortals framed Yuan'er and tried to kill her.

The previous Fairy Lan Mei was like this, and the current Immortal Lord Lan Pan is also like this. If it weren't for him and Wu Yao's power protecting Miao Yuan, she would have died at the hands of their immortals or under those ten thunder tribulations.

How can these immortals have the nerve to come here with such a smug look on their faces?

Miao Yuan let go of Yu Huan's hand and ran over happily, "Father, when did you come here? Why didn't I see you just now?"

Didn’t he just go out to talk to someone? How come he came back so soon?

Yan Yi whispered, "You went to the back hall, so of course you didn't see it."

"Yes, there are a lot of food in the back hall, including magic fruit and melons, all of which are delicious. I just saw a maid, do you know who she is, father?"

"do not know."

"It was Sister Mo Tan! Sister Mo Tan arranged this. Her name is Ling Zhi, and just now she..."

Seeing the father and daughter chatting so happily, Yuhuan couldn't hold back her smile. She stood here like an outsider, unable to fit in.

Yu Huan felt lost in his heart. Ever since the last thunder tribulation, he not only blamed his brother, but also her.