The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

A flash of inspiration flashed in Luo Qingyu's mind, and he blurted out: "You are Xiaoqian?!"

The little fox paused, a pair of pure black eyes turned on Luo Qingyu, and a flash of surprise flashed across: "I didn't expect you, a small human being, to have such insight..." The voice was immature, like a child sound.

Sure enough it was him!

In fact, Luo Qingyu just remembered the fairy fox's lair from the tail behind it——

Qingqiu, and then remembered the identity of Xiaoqian, who seems to be the little prince of Qingqiu Fox King...[

Her heart skipped a beat, Xiao Qian came, did that Yan Chi also come?

Although Xiaoqian's voice contained a natural sense of superiority as a fox clan and contempt for humans, Luo Qingyu didn't take it to heart.

After all, he was still a child, and Di Shiyin's adoptive son, he didn't look at the monk's face but at the Buddha's face, and for Di Shiyin's sake, she didn't have the same knowledge as him.

She smiled slightly, and gestured to the chair: "We are a guest from afar, little guy, please sit down."

Xiaoqian suffocated, jumped back, and jumped on the back of the chair, staring at her with a pair of black eyes: "You are not worthy of my daddy!"

What a nasty kid, so sharp and direct!

However, Luo Qingyu was not angry. If she was angry with a child, it would not be her.

"Eh?" Luo Qingyu leaned against the table with her arms folded, and said leisurely, "Little friend, it's not up to you to decide whether you're worthy or not, it's your adoptive father who has the final say."

Xiaoqian choked on her words, grabbed the back of the chair with his front paws, and stretched his body to make himself look bigger.

It stood on the back of the chair and straightened up again, but it was a little taller than Luo Qingyu. It looked down at her with a condescending meaning: "Daddy was just fascinated by you for a while, he won't really like it." Yours. Your identities are too far apart..."

Luo Qingyu smiled, picked up a cup of tea on the table, took a sip, and said calmly: "Little guy, haven't you heard a saying that when love comes, age is not a problem, and family status is not a problem..."

She glanced at Xiaoqian lightly again: "Even species is not a problem sometimes."

Xiaoqian: "..."

It twitched its small mouth, and said proudly: "This is just a bad reason for you humans to find for yourself when you want to climb up to the gods! It would be fine if you were an ordinary god, but my father is not an ordinary god! He is a noble The incomparable son of the Emperor of Heaven, who will succeed the Emperor of Heaven in the future, how can his wife be a mortal?!"

This sentence exploded on Luo Qingyu's head like a Jiao Lei.

Son of the Emperor of Heaven? !

She had already guessed that he might be a god who descended to the world, and also guessed that his status would not be too low, but Xiaoqian's words still made her terrified!

He is actually the son of the Emperor of Heaven!

And he is also the prince of the heavens—[

If he becomes the emperor of heaven for enthronement in the future, wouldn't his wife be the legendary queen mother? !

Luo Qingyu's heart was in a mess...

It seems that she is destined to have an indissoluble bond with the prince all her life.

Did not marry the prince of the world, but married the prince of the sky—— The