Mengfei's smile is very charming

Chapter 792 The fire is reborn, proud of the world

Xia Houming picked up Su Guoer, "Go back to eat."

As for the hairstyle with hot eyes... Forget it, let her untie it tonight.

Su Guo'er lowered her head and walked in despondently.

Still don't forget to turn around and give Yue Qinghuan a small look——

Help me scold Mr. Oh!

Yue Qinghuan: "..."

She had no choice but to look left and right.

"Where is Miss Sheng from the Frost Cloud Sect? I heard that she lives with you." Yue Qinghuan asked.

Xia Houming glanced at Yue Qinghuan, turned around and sat down on the grand teacher's chair, and said concisely, "There is no need to say other greetings, the princess came to see me this time because of His Highness's business."

Yue Qinghuan smiled awkwardly, "That's true..."

"Princess, please sit down."

Xia Houming made a gesture.

Yue Qinghuan sat down, and finally she was able to let go of the two little foxes, and her hands were free.

The little fox baby lay comfortably on Yue Qinghuan's lap, narrowed his smiling eyes, and began to snore.

The smell of this place, is really fragrant.

It is the smell that fox treasures love to smell.

Just pat your belly and go to sleep. As for the complicated things Yue Qinghuan and Xia Houming want to say, it's out of their consideration.

"Mr. Xiahou, I only now know that the Supreme Emperor actually threatened the emperor with death, and even wanted to publicly execute Yu Qianche at the Meridian Gate." Yue Qinghuan said seriously, "I wonder if Mr. Xiahou has any plan to break this deadlock. "

Xia Houming closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "To tell you the truth, Princess, I have been thinking about this issue recently."

"Then, has Mr. Xiahou come to the conclusion of his thinking?" Yue Qinghuan was a little nervous.

Xia Houming tapped on the table, "First of all, as long as you can't prove that His Highness is of royal blood, the knot in the Supreme Emperor's heart will not be solved."

"Whether the real Ninth Prince was killed by His Royal Highness Rong Wang is actually not important to the Supreme Emperor. What he values ​​is blood, and this matter has touched his bottom line."

Yue Qinghuan's expression was awe-inspiring, Xia Houming was worthy of being the most wise man in the world, and he had already figured out the nature of the Supreme Emperor in a short period of time in the court.

"Sir, what you mean is that the matter can only be resolved if it is proved that Yu Qianche is of royal blood and is the biological son of the Supreme Emperor."

Xia Houming nodded, "That's right."

"How can I prove this?" Yue Qinghuan bit her lip and looked at the two little foxes lying on her lap.

It is very difficult to prove the false to be true.

What's more, Yan Jiuyuan had produced decisive evidence before.

The only thing lacking conclusive evidence now is the cause of the Ninth Prince's death—whether he was killed by Yu Qianche.

But as Xia Houming just said, this seemingly important case is actually the least important.

No one cared how the real Ninth Prince died.

Whether he burned himself to death or died at Yu Qianche's hands, it doesn't matter.

The point is only that Yu Qianche is not of royal blood, that's all.

Thinking of this, Yue Qinghuan couldn't help but feel sad again.

Not only for Yu Qianche, but also for the Ninth Prince.

Yue Qinghuan believed that the Ninth Prince was not killed by Yu Qianche.

Maybe, just the opposite.

Back then, they were very good friends.

The Ninth Prince died in the fire, Yu Qianche took his place, was reborn in the fire, and looked down on the world proudly.

"Unfortunately, princess." Xia Houming said flatly, "Even I can't think of a way to prove it, and you can't think of it either."

(End of this chapter)