I, the first son, became a woman

Ye Ning couldn't help but frowned, only feeling a faint pain in his chest.

But that pain was fleeting.

The moment it disappeared, Ye Ning looked down, but without scanning his eyes, he was able to smell the smell that he was no longer familiar with.

can also feel...

It was a person I couldn't be more familiar with.

"Your surname Ye, you bloody bastard finally got it back!"

"Why don't you just die outside?!"

"You still know how to come back?!"

"You nasty guy, you..."

"It's alright..."

All the anger, all the cursing, all of it, turned into a gentle greeting after all of it.

With a faint cry.

Xia Juan raised her head from Ye Ning's chest, her watery eyes instantly made Ye Ning's heart twitch, and she pursed her lips.

"Sorry for worrying you."

"Some things happened on the way, so I delayed some things."

"When I came back to the Xian Dynasty, I heard the news of the Yanshi Conference... I understand your character, and I know that you will never let the Yanshi Conference be held."

"So I returned to the capital as quickly as possible, and met Tibetan Qing again..."

At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

Ye Ning blinked, then smiled suddenly, lowered his head and set his eyes on Xia Juan.

"Zang Qing said...you asked him to bring me a sentence."

"Is that sentence true... or false?"

He raised his eyebrows, as if he had ignored all the people around him.

Ye Ning let go of Zhu Xianjian's hand, and gently touched the back of Xia Juan's head, stroking it gently a few times.

"I... this... Zangqing's own nonsense...it's not true...but I..."

When Ye Ning asked such a question, he hesitated for a while, talking nonsense for a while.

It's just that Xia Juan glanced around for a while in a trance, and then fell silent.

Time... seems to be running out.

That being the case...it seems that there is nothing to be afraid of...

"That's right!"

"That's what my wife said!"

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My son should be coming to an end this month, thank you for your support all the way.

Chapter 1328 The Truth Comes Out

Keep your waist straight and your chest straight.

Xia Juan gritted her teeth, and at this moment decided to go all out, and couldn't care less about it.

Anyway... there is no time to let myself hesitate any longer.

There is no time...to allow myself to gradually get used to that shyness and shyness.

That being the case... that's good.

do my best!

Seeing Xia Juan close his eyes like this, he said this sentence as if he was dying.

Ye Ning couldn't help being surprised, and blinked his eyes several times quickly, as if meeting Xia Juan for the first time.

But then reacted.

Ye Ning burst out laughing uncontrollably, and then quickly lowered his head again.

"But……"

"The situation was urgent at that time, and I didn't listen to what Tibetan Qing had to say."

"Oh, by the way... What did you ask Tibetan Qing to tell me?"

Raising his eyebrows, his faint and gentle eyes fell on Xia Juan.

Ye Ning's arm that hugged Xia Juan's waist exerted force, and the two of them got closer to each other for a moment.

"Xia Juan...I want to hear you tell me yourself."

"I... I like you! Okay?!"

"not enough."

"I...I love you like I love osmanthus cake! Is it okay?!"

"Hmm...can you be a little briefer?"

"I...why are you so annoying?! I...I, I love you..."

"Is it all right?"

"Well... it's okay, it's just... it's simple... I love you."

thump!

The momentary impulse gradually faded.

Instead, embarrassment and flushing followed.

Xia Juan couldn't help sticking out his tongue, as if hoping that this would relieve the burning on his face.

But she just put her head down.

In an instant, following the strength of Ye Ning's arm, his body fell into his embrace again, smelling the faint lemon fragrance in his embrace, which made people feel comfortable.

"I love you too."

Lowering his head slightly, Ye Ning gently kissed Xia Juan on the head.

Feeling Yeoning's kiss in her hair.

He also heard Ye Ning's blatant and undisguised four short words that were enough to make many people around him hear them.

Xia Juan felt nervous for a moment, turned his eyes in joy, and saw that the eyes that had been staring at Xing Xiuwei just now all fell on him.

"Wow..."

A minister took out his glass-colored glasses pinned on his chest, blocking the dazzling brilliance in front of his eyes.

"Young is good."

Putting his hands on his chest, he nodded his head.

A minister was blind, and black smoke kept coming out of his sunken eyes.

"In the rumors, there seems to be some disagreement between Wei Xiang and his wife, but now it seems that it is just a rumor."

Coughing, a minister pinched his chin and watched carefully, staring up and down at Xia Juan and Ye Ning in front of him.

And beside the ministers who looked a little surprised.

Blinking his eyes, he stood silently behind him.

Qi Xiunian moved his eyes away from Xing Xiuwei's body, and turned slightly in a daze.

Waiting to see Ye Ning and Xia Juan embracing.

At that moment, the joy of my friend's return merged with an inexplicable sadness.

For a moment, he was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, unable to speak, and could only stand blankly by himself, watching everything quietly.

The whole audience has been silent for a long time until now.

Except for a few sporadic words that blurted out.

Almost everyone looked at Xing Xiuwei dumbfounded, and then at Ye Ning who suddenly appeared, feeling shocked by what happened today.

"Okay, let go!"

"You're not ashamed... I feel ashamed too!"

Seeing more and more people looking over, I couldn't hold back anymore.

Xia Juan wiped away her tears, quickly pushed Ye Ning away, took a step back and quickly kept a distance.

Panicked and embarrassed, her eyes fell on Xing Xiuwei again.

"Be careful! He wants to escape!"

Turning his head suddenly, he saw that Xing Xiuwei was covering his face, trying to leave while everyone was in a daze from shock.

Xia Juan hurriedly shouted, stretched out his hand and pointed to Xing Xiuwei on the opposite side.

"not good!"

Seeing Xia Juan expose him, he also knew that he might be doomed today.

But the desire for life still made Xing Xiuwei stride forward desperately, and ran aimlessly towards the outside of the Julong Hall in a hurry.

"Um--?"

"Xing Xiuwei, where are you going!"

After Xia Juan's reminder, everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly looked at Xing Xiuwei again.

That Yanming's expression changed suddenly, and he frowned and let out a growl.

Swish!

So who is Yanming?

The speed of such a peerless master can't even be matched by a hundred Xing Xiuwei!

Turn around and move your arms!

Almost as soon as Xia Juan finished speaking, Xing Xiuwei's body was grabbed by Yan Ming.

Snapped!

Five fingers pinched Xing Xiuwei's shoulder, and squeezed lightly.

Under Yanming's pinch, Xing Xiuwei's shoulder was directly shattered.

The whole person couldn't help screaming because of the sudden pain, and his legs went limp all of a sudden, and he knelt on the ground.

"Bastard, how dare you pretend to be the emperor?"

Squinting his eyes, his fierce eyes fell on Xing Xiuwei, watching him howling.

Yan Ming glared at him, but he didn't expect that the "Qi Xiunian" he defended turned out to be a fake Qi Xiunian!

This made him, who was honored and admired by others, feel ashamed for a while, and felt even more ashamed of himself for the Xian Dynasty and the real Qi Xiunian!

"Ah...don't kill me...don't kill...ah..."

The pain in his shoulder made it impossible for Xing Xiuwei to speak a complete sentence.

He was lying on the ground with his other hand stretched out to touch his shoulder.

But as long as he moved lightly, the severe pain made him tremble and gnash his teeth in severe pain.

Under the sound of howling, all the officials and ministers around finally woke up one by one.

Some of them were so angry that they wished to tear Xing Xiuwei apart.

Some were taken aback, but still a little dizzy, not knowing what to do.

Some, however, squinted their eyes, curled up and hid in the crowd, their eyes kept spinning, and their pale faces seemed to be constantly thinking about some strategy.