Yan Beicheng ignored Liu Bohan's view and thought of himself. He only lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "do you want to sit down again for a while?"
Mo Shanghua put his hands around Yan Beicheng's neck, with a reddish cheek on his head, and tried to speak in a flat tone, "Liu Xiang, I just came back to see my mother's memorial tablet."
Liu Bohan repressed his inner thoughts and raised his eyes in surprise. "What does the princess want to do?"
At last, I didn't show a father's attitude.
Mo Shanghua and to see him, squint of the mouth: "naturally want to burn incense for my mother, by the way, also asked Liu to go with me."
Liu Bohan at the moment in the heart did not give up the idea of flowers on the street, naturally there is no reason to refuse, immediately said: "nature should be so, crime minister, this let people prepare to take the princess."
He was held by Yan Beicheng all the way to the ancestral hall. Mo Shanghua pointed to a futon and said, "you can put me here first, and then wait for me outside. I will come out soon."
Yanbeicheng nodded slightly, carefully put the flowers on the futon, and Youtong settled on Liu Bohan for a moment.
Liu Bohan suddenly cold all over, busy drooping his head, "Your Highness rest assured, crime minister will take good care of the princess."
Although the main reason why he has come to this stage is because of Yan Beicheng, even so, Yan Beicheng's eye-catching sight is still frightening.
However, in order to survive, he can only be so respectful.
Mo Shanghua adjusted her posture, knelt on the futon, raised her eyes and looked at the memorial tablets in front of her. Her eyes only stayed on the memorial tablets of her biological mother.
Previously, Liu Qianqian's self directing and self acting brushed all these tablets to the ground, and the ashes of the tribute fell to the ground. On that day, Liu Bohan glared at her, even did not patronize her as a princess, and wanted to punish her with family law in public. Today, things are quite different.
When she worships here, Liu Bohan can only be accompanied respectfully, and his words are beyond half.
However, these are not the most important.
Mo Shanghua gently spits out a mouthful of turbid air and bows down to the memorial tablet of the original owner's mother. After bowing, she bends down again and again, bows three times in a row and straightens up.
In fact, to be honest, she came to worship for the original Lord.
She took over the identity of the original owner, and now she has avenged the original owner, so it's time to tell her mother. There are still one or two worships. At that time, Liu Qianqian made a big scene here and made amends for her.
Seeing the sincerity of Huabai, Liu Bohan could not help sighing: "your mother's life is thin. If you know that you can be as good as you are now, you will be very happy."
In a word, he unconsciously put on his father's superior appearance.
"Is Liu Xiang joking?" Did not want to, on a second also a face of devout flowers, but cold voice, not because of his words moved.
Liu Bohan's face was stiff. Before he could react, he listened to her and continued: "if my mother knew that her daughter, who cherishes treasure, had suffered these things after her death, would she be happy? What's more ridiculous is what a ridiculous father her daughter has. After knowing her injustice and identity, what she wants is how to use her identity to seek benefits for herself. "
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