My emperor is arrogant again

Chapter 388 Your Qingya is back!

Because of the token, he directly entered the palace. Nalan Jin felt a little strange when he saw the strange woman beside Su Ruge: "Is this your friend?"

"Brother Emperor!"

At this moment, Nalan Qingya's voice was trembling.

Nalan Qingya never came back to Fufeng Kingdom after marrying into the Zhaoyue Empire. The last time she saw Nalan Jin, Nalan Jin's legs were still healthy and full of vigor.

But now Nalan Jin can only live in a wheelchair.

Seeing the teardrops on the young woman's face, Nalan Jin was stunned. Why did he feel familiar when he saw this woman?But in memory, there has never been such a face...

And this young woman still called him Big Brother?

"Brother Emperor, I am Qingya..."

Nalan Qingya's body trembled, and she looked at the Supreme Emperor: "Father, I am Qingya...your Qingya has returned."

"Qing...Qingya?!" The Taishanghuang trembled in shock at the sound of 'Father Emperor'. Who else in this world would call him Father Father?

"I am Qingya, Royal Father...I am Qingya!"

At this moment, Nalan Qingya was already crying and trembling, "Qingya is not filial, she shouldn't go against her father's will and go her own way."

Seeing the scene where the family recognized each other, Su Ruge was moved, maybe this is because blood is thicker than water.

Nalan Qingya went directly to the dungeon after seeing Nalan Jin. In order to prevent Wei Feng from retaliating again, Wei Feng was still imprisoned in the dungeon while Su Ruge left.

Seeing the beautiful woman appearing in front of the cell door, Wei Feng snorted disdainfully: "Oh! Kill him if you want! Don't be so long-winded! I have long been fearless of life and death!"

After finishing the words, there was still no response, Wei Feng raised his head subconsciously, and found that the beautiful woman in front of the cell had already cried into tears.

"Crying...Crying for mourning? I'm not dead yet!"

Wei Fengqi said indifferently: "Although I deserve to die, but...it's not time for mourning! What are you crying here? Can you stop crying?"

He has a solid body, and when he was young, there were countless ghosts under his sword, but there was only one thing he was afraid of, and that was women's tears!
And the woman in front of the cell was crying heartbroken, as if she had experienced a parting of life and death.

When seeing the woman's eyes, Wei Feng actually felt somewhat familiar, but where did this familiarity come from?

Even he couldn't tell.

"Can you stop crying?"

When his temper came up, Wei Feng yelled directly: "I'm so annoying, it's better to let me die."

But Nalan Qingya didn't seem to hear Wei Feng's angry voice, she was still crying, and the slight sobbing sound was very abrupt in this silent cell.

It was as if Wei Feng's eardrums would explode.

He simply stood up and walked in front of Nalan Qingya: "I..."

Before she finished speaking, Nalan Qingya raised her head and met those tear-filled eyes, Wei Feng froze, feeling a sense of familiarity.

This sense of familiarity does not come from the skin, but from her eyes.

The words that were originally furious later softened somehow: "Don't cry..."

"Brother Feng."

Nalan Qingya's hands trembled, her tears couldn't stop streaming down. The last time she met Wei Feng, he was still a handsome young man, but now he is a middle-aged man with a beard and smell of alcohol.

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar address, Wei Feng completely froze in place as if struck by lightning. After a long while, he pretended to be calm and asked, "Who... are you?"

"Brother Feng." Nalan Qingya stroked Wei Feng's face with trembling hands, "You really don't know me?"

(End of this chapter)