Chapter 11

The handsome man on the side seat on the left side of the hall, the corners of his lips only curved slightly, and his charming smile immediately eclipsed the beauty of the hall.

Di Qing frowned and thought to himself: Gong Lie Ri has never had any friendship with the Di family, why did he come here?
He put down the cup in his hand, and happened to glance at Di Qing who was standing by the door, his expression paused, and then the smile on his lips added a bit of playfulness.

Everyone in the hall noticed his gaze. The handsome middle-aged man sitting on the main seat immediately showed a loving expression, put down his cup quickly, stood up and walked to Di Qing, and said dotingly: "Qing'er, come here. Hurry up and let the servant pass the food, don't starve my precious daughter to death!"

He stood in front of her and looked at her carefully, his eyes flashed with distress: "You're thin!" He turned around quickly, and said to the young butler standing by the main seat: "Mo Xin, I've been cooking more these days." Supplements, nourish Qing'er's body!"

"Yes!" Simple and powerful answer.

Di Qing took this opportunity to look at the middle-aged man with a loving face in front of him. He was dressed in a brown robe with dark patterns. No one would have guessed that he is the head of the imperial family who is feared by all the major clans——Di Xia, who is swift and resolute in dealing with things, never merciless to the enemy!
According to the memory in his mind, he loved 'Di Qing' to the point of extreme doting, never said a harsh word in front of her, for fear of scaring his daughter, he always held it in his hand carefully and cared for her.

Dixia put his hands on her shoulders and said softly: "Don't be exhausted, let's sit in the side hall first!"

Immediately, there was a dissatisfied light cough from behind: "Ahem!" Then, Guoyue said in a reprimanded tone, "Xia, the Third Highness is here!" She looked helplessly, and saw her daughter's husband who seemed to have forgotten the existence of the guest .

He paused for a moment, glanced sideways at Gong Lieyang, who had a familiar face, and murmured: "They are all from our own family, so there is no need to be formal!"

My own people! ?

Except for Gong Lieri, the others looked at Di Xia with doubts on their faces. He was neither named Emperor nor a relative of the Emperor's family. What kind of family member is this? ?
When they sat down in the side hall, Di Xia immediately asked Di Qing who was beside him: "Qing'er, do you still remember Brother Lie?"

Brother lie?
Diqing frowned slightly, searching for memories, and a picture flashed in her mind, a five-year-old girl was holding a handsome boy and crying, shouting: "Qing'er, don't brother lie leave!" Thinking of this, she His eyes unconsciously looked at Gong Lieyang. Speaking of which, the young man looked somewhat similar to him, could it be him?
"I remember once... Could it be that the young man named Lie is the Third Highness?" Guoyue recalled that ten years ago, her husband brought back a handsome young man from outside. Third Highness!

Gong Lieyang suppressed his smile, and said seriously: "Patriarch Emperor, I came here this time to fulfill the promise made that day!"

(End of this chapter)

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