Chapter 327 Madam
"Fuguan, I heard that you don't plan to be the emperor of Great Yan Kingdom anymore?" Mrs. Wang mocked her nephew in her words.

Qin Chuan: "Auntie, why bother to ridicule my nephew, Dayan has been dead for hundreds of years."

Mrs. Wang: "It's good that you know, I also want to see if you sincerely want to live in peace in the future. If you..."

She looked at Wang Yuyan, she didn't know why her daughter suddenly changed her sex, she was much more stubborn than before, she insisted on changing her name to Wang Yuyan.

I don't know who inherited this stubbornness.

In the past two years, she looked at Wang Yuyan more and more like her mother Li Qiushui.

In my heart, I don't know how many past events come to mind.

According to Qin Chuan, Mrs. Wang is only in her early thirties now, at a graceful age. Compared with her cousin, she has lost her youthful beauty, but she has more of a mature woman's style.

It's just that between the brows, the color of resentment is hard to dismiss.

The ridicule just now was just an instinctive attack, not necessarily malicious.

Qin Chuan: "Auntie, I just got acquainted with the son of Zhennan King of Dali, and learned the essence of the Six Meridians Sword from him. Back then, Shi Shuige borrowed many martial arts secrets from Langhuan Fudi, and I owe a lot to my aunt. I have already transcribed the sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur. Abi, you can hand it over to Lang Huan Fudi later."

Mrs. Wang's expression changed slightly, "You mean the son of King Zhennan of Dali? Has he come to Gusu? Where's his father?"

Qin Chuan laughed secretly when he heard the words, so he told about Jiumozhi's affairs one by one.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help being disappointed, and said angrily, "Why didn't you bring that little...young man to see me."

Qin Chuan pretended to be surprised, "What does Auntie mean?"

Mrs. Wang immediately realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and she said: "I heard that the Dali Duan family is not only good at martial arts, but also good at planting camellias. I am looking for someone to taste the camellias at Mantuo Villa."

Qin Chuan smiled and said: "So that's the case, but it's because my nephew didn't think carefully and didn't expect this."

Mrs. Wang: "By the way, how did you know about the Little Wuxiang Gong? Your father told you before he died? Or your mother?"

Qin Chuan: "My mother told me that my aunt knows that my cousin's grandmother is now the concubine of the Xixia Kingdom."

Mrs. Wang sighed faintly: "It turned out that my mother went to Xixia Kingdom to enjoy the glory and wealth, no wonder she never came to see me again."

Then Qin Chuan talked about Tianshan Child Elder and Li Qiushui.

Mrs. Wang: "In this case, you can take Yuyan to meet her grandmother. It's a pity that she is so old and doesn't know that she has a grandmother. If her grandmother recognizes her, you can stay longer. If not, you Just say..."

She thought of how her mother and father had quarreled countless times over the jade statue when she was young, and her mother must have hated her father very much, and now if she knew about her and Duan Zhengchun, she would be even more angry.

For a moment, he was stunned, unable to speak.

Qin Chuan decided to stay at Mantuo Villa.

In the villa, there hasn't been a man as a guest for many years, but fortunately, he is a close relative of the villa, the young cousin of Yanziwu.

Everyone is also happy to prepare.

During the banquet, Qin Chuan talked elegantly, and also talked about camellia.

For a moment, Mrs. Wang couldn't help being in a daze.

He almost said "Duan Lang" a few times, but when he reached the point of his mouth, he realized that it was his nephew.I can't help but feel ashamed and angry, and at the same time feel a little strange.

"I don't know where this kid learned the art of tasting camellias. That's right, his mother has never forgotten the secret book of Langhuan Blessed Land, and she must have taught him to use this method to please me. It's just..., this kid can understand so much , can be regarded as hard work."

She thought of the death of both Murong Fu's parents, she was also pitiful, and couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

(End of this chapter)

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