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hairpin and crown (1)

Yu Qingqing did not hide her face, and her eyebrows and eyes, similar to Yun Qianyue, were exposed under the bright night pearls of the ancestral hall.

Yun Li and the Seventh Princess were both stunned and stopped, both of whom opened their eyes wide and looked at the two of them in surprise.

"Mom!" Yun Qianyue shouted first.

Yu Qingqing and Nan Lingrui were already facing the direction of the entrance of the ancestral hall. When they saw Yun Qianyue and others coming in, she smiled slightly and responded warmly, her voice choked slightly, "Well, my daughter is adult today! Time flies so fast!"

Yun Qianyue smiled and her eyes were slightly sore. The dead person could not stand beside her and tie her hair up in a open manner. Her mother might feel even more uncomfortable than her. But fortunately, she was alive, and today she was in front of her, and she felt that nothing was important. It was much better to have a mother than not, so why bother to force the rest?

"There are so many tears!" Nan Lingrui shouted, walked over, and used his fingertips to pick out the tears from Yun Qianyue's eyes. Although his words were rough, his movements were gentle. After a moment, he laid his chin on Yun Qianyue's shoulders and said softly: "Good sister, you will be an adult today. Hurry up and find a way to marry yourself. If you don't get married for a day, your brother and his wife will not be able to marry you in one day."

Yun Qianyue was originally moved, but when she heard this, she immediately sucked back tears, and pushed him with her hands and asked, "I can get married or not, what does it have to do with whether you can get married or not?"

"Of course it's related. Only when you get married can I feel at ease to get married and go home." Nan Lingrui said softly.

Yun Qianyue rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.

Nan Lingrui rubbed his head against Yun Qianyue's shoulder, and his voice suddenly said in a very low voice: "Little girl, no matter how many people you call brother, but remember, I am the only one of your biological brothers. Did you hear it?"

Yun Qianyue's eyes felt sore and she said angrily: "Look at where do you look like you are an older brother?"

"I am also a brother who doesn't look like a brother! We both have the same blood on our bodies, and no one is except me." Nan Lingrui said proudly.

Yun Qianyue couldn't refute him and snorted slightly.

Nan Lingrui left her head away from her shoulders, reached out and gently tied her hair behind her ears. After a moment, he stretched out his hand to rub her head randomly, rubbing Yun Qianyue's bun that had originally tied.

"Hey, why are you messing with my hair?" Yun Qianyue reached out and opened his hand and stared at him.

Nan Lingrui withdrew his hand and pushed Yu Qingqing in front of Yun Qianyue, and said lazily: "I am giving this woman a chance to give you hair tie. Are you about to cry to death if you don't see her?"

"Boy, where did I cry?" Yu Qingqing turned around and glared at Nan Lingrui.

"I cried in my heart, and tears almost drown your intestines and stomach." Nan Lingrui said.

Yu Qingqing's face flashed unnaturally, then she said with sore eyes: "My daughter, of course I want to tie my hair. A little brat! I also gave you my hair last year and the crown ceremony!"

"You?" Nan Lingrui raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you the father?"

"I begged my brother to make his hair look like he was tied to you!" Yu Qingqing said.

"Oh, no wonder I think the old man's hand kept shaking at that time, and he couldn't even hold the wooden comb. It turned out to be you." Nan Lingrui suddenly realized, "I just thought about him being so excited?"

Yu Qingqing's face turned red.

Prince Yun smiled and said, "It would be great if your mother didn't cry on the spot. Do you still expect her to be able to hold the comb?"

"Just a stupid woman, I can't expect her to do it well!" Nan Lingrui curled his lips, but a smile on his lips still revealed his joy in knowing about this matter. He waved to Yu Qingqing and said, "I've given you a chance, please tie her hair quickly! We rushed to Fushou Mountain so early, and that boy Rong Jing probably has set off now."

Yu Qingqing glanced at Nan Lingrui, took out a jade comb from her arms, and combed Yun Qianyue's hair again.

Yun Qianyue stood quietly. At this moment, the joy in her heart and the overflowing touching of family affection were indescribable.

Yunli and the Seventh Princess stood aside, and the two of them didn't make a sound. Yunli saw Yu Qingqing's face and the portrait of her hanging in front of the ancestral hall tablets, and now he saw the real person who walked out of the portrait. Although the Seventh Princess didn't know what the secret was, she was already very thoughtful and now she understood a little. The Yun Palace deceiving her father was a death sentence, but as a princess, she was not excluded by them, and today she knew clearly

It would leak in front of her, but she still let her in Zusi. This was really treating her as her family, not as the daughter of the royal family. While she was moved, she also felt that being able to marry Prince Rong’s Mansion and marry Yunli was perhaps the most correct thing she had ever done in her life. She made her feel the warmth of the home that she had never experienced before, not because she was the emperor’s daughter and the daughter of Prince Ming. In their eyes, she was not a princess, but the daughter of Prince Yun’s Mansion.

"Yunli, when no one is around in the future, you will also call me brother!" Nan Lingrui turned his head and said seriously to Yunli: "I am the little girl's biological brother!"

Yun Li understood, nodded in a good manner, bowed slightly, and shouted respectfully, "Brother!"

Nan Lingrui immediately smiled, reached out to pat Yunli on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The position of the prince of the Yun Prince's Mansion is probably born to be yours, and none of us can stay there. After leaving a real me, I was in exchange for a fake Yun Muhan. Now he has left too, this position is yours. I hope you can sit for a longer time."

"What are you saying! He can sit for a long time!" Yun Qianyue gave Nan Lingrui a blank look.

"That's not necessarily the case. Little girl, this day is going to be in chaos soon. Whether the Yun Prince's Mansion will still exist in the future is still a matter of whether it exists. The prince of the Yun Prince's Mansion is even more worthy of consideration." Nan Lingrui said disapprovingly.

Yun Qianyue stopped talking, what he said was the fact.

"Little sister, do you remember that you fell in the Imperial Garden when you were three years old and lie on the ground and cried? I happened to pass by and pulled you." Nan Lingrui looked at Princess Seven.

The seventh princess' eyes suddenly opened wide and she looked at Nan Lingrui in disbelief. In a moment, she nodded and whispered embarrassedly: "Remember!"

Nan Lingrui suddenly smiled, "I was called Yun Muhan ten years ago, and then I kept calling Nan Lingrui. But this identity may not be replaced until death. Since you have married Yun Li, you are my brother and sister-in-law, not a royal princess, but a daughter-in-law of the Yun Prince's Mansion. When there is no one in the future, call me brother!"

"Yes, brother!" The Seventh Princess also shouted respectfully, just like Yun Li.

Nan Lingrui smiled with satisfaction, reached into his arms, took out two candies, stuffed them to Yunli and the Seventh Princess, one by one and said, "So good, brother, please treat you candy!"

Yun Qianyue looked at the sky with a dark face, and she really didn't want to know this person.

Yunli and the Seventh Princess took the candy and looked at each other, as if they were a little amused and crying, but they said together: "Thank you brother!"

"Stupid brat!" Yu Qingqing cursed with a smile.

"There are any kind of parents, the kind of children you have! This brat is learned from you without any hesitation!" Old Prince Yun, who had not spoken, cursing, as if he didn't want to see them anymore.

"Old man, you finally said something right!" Nan Lingrui was very happy.

"Don't talk to me, I'll be upset when I see you! My old man doesn't know what evil he has done in his life. His son and son cannot keep him, and his grandson cannot keep him. Finally, he has a stinky girl and granddaughter with me. Now he is a grown-up and will get married later." Old Prince Yun scolded Nan Lingrui, with a very sad expression.

"Brother-in-law, it's all my fault. Thank you for your hard work!" Yu Qingqing looked at Old Prince Yun with disgust.

"Okay, okay, why do you say this? The little brat married a wife like you, and the ancestral tomb of our Prince Yun's mansion is smoking. What else can I be dissatisfied with?" Mr. Yun waved his hand, "Although you are not by my side, I know that if you live one by one, I know that you will be content with it. How long can I live? The key is that your days are still long."

"Father-in-law, you will definitely live for a hundred years!" Yu Qingqing's eyes were slightly red.

"That's a lie!" Old Prince Yun waved his hand and said to her: "On a happy day, don't cry. You should tie your hair to the little girl, and then let her go to Fushou Mountain quickly. Boy Jing is probably gone. He can't let him take all the Fushou alone, so he should give it to the little girl evenly."

"After all, he is his granddaughter! I thought Rong Jing was the grandson of you, the old man!" Nan Lingrui said.

Old Prince Yun snorted and dug Nan Lingrui, "He is much better than that. If he can, I don't want you as a grandson, so I want Boy Jing."

"What a pity! Who told you that Grandpa Rong is not lucky!" Nan Lingrui deliberately angered Old Prince Yun, "Even if I am a cabbage, you have to calculate."

"You little brat!" Old Prince Yun swung his crutch and was about to hit Nan Lingrui.

"Rui'er, don't be angry with your grandfather." Prince Yun took action to stop Mr. Yun's crutch, scolded Nan Lingrui, and said to Mr. Yun: "Dad, it's been so many years since you've been hitting someone with a crutch, why haven't you changed the problem of not using a crutch?"

Old Prince Yun snorted, "I can't change it anymore! If I knew you were such a thing, I should have stuffed you back into your mother's belly back then, and there wouldn't be this little brat later, a bunch of little bastards who don't worry about it."

Prince Yun immediately fell silent.

Nan Lingrui curled his lips and stopped talking.

Yun Qianyue rolled her eyes. Who can suspect that the old and young father, son, grandson and grandson are together? Some things are probably passed down from the root. Like father, like son, but unfortunately, this old man doesn't seem to understand.

Yu Qingqing finished her hair for Yun Qianyue, looked at her with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Okay!"
Chapter completed!
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