After understanding what he meant, the emperor felt a little relieved, thinking that it was useless enough to need to complain.

However, the emperor frowned: "You can't understand what I said? Don't call yourself a son-in-law, or my father-in-law. Who is your father-in-law?"

Ye Jin lowered his eyes and said nothing, with an extremely respectful attitude.

Jiuqing stood aside with a leisurely expression and no longer interrupted, as if he was an outsider who had nothing to do with him, but the smile in his eyes seemed to be overflowing.

She just said that this is his battlefield alone, and whether he can conquer her father and mother can only rely on himself.

The queen, who was sitting next to the emperor, looked at the ninth prince of Xiling quietly. She really liked the more she looked at her. Although she did not show much joy on the surface, she obviously agreed with her daughter's eyes in her heart.

Apart from this amazing appearance, the humility and calmness when facing the emperor alone were enough to make the queen feel good about him. Although he was humble, he had a silent persistence in his bones. It seemed that even if the emperor did not recognize him, he still regarded himself as his son-in-law.

This courage is also good.

So for now, she just needs to sit quietly and admire the confrontation between the son-in-law and son-in-law.

The emperor sipped the tea casually, and his tone could not hear any special meaning: "Zhanqi, Su Muchen and Wen Suiyuan are both civil and military talents who are slightly more than Tiandu's. You can fight with the three of them at the same time without losing the upper hand, which shows that you have the ability."

Ye Jin heard this, and there was no trace of gloom on his face, and he still had a respectful attitude: "Thank you, my father-in-law, for your praise. The son-in-law is actually not that powerful. If you fight seriously, the son-in-law can only fight one of them. One against three, the son-in-law can only hold on to a cup of tea at most, and he will definitely lose afterwards."

Xuanyuan Chong gritted his teeth in an instant, looked at him with a dark face, and after a long time he sneered: "A dignified Prince Xiling, should I understand what I said? Don't call me father-in-law again, I am not your father-in-law."

So Ye Jin stopped talking, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, neither refuted nor responded, and looked extremely respectful.

Seeing this, the queen almost burst into laughter.

What a prince of Xiling who actually used such a scoundrel move to the other party's father-in-law... Well, although it is indeed not the case at the moment, but isn't it going to happen sooner or later?

However, although this move is a bit rogue, it has to be said that it is really effective for the emperor. After all, people who can easily make the emperor angry and grit their teeth and face dark have not appeared for a long time.

Looking at Jiuqing again, the queen couldn't help but shake her head.

Jiuqing was completely relaxed and leisurely at this time, and was obviously satisfied with the performance of her lover - she did not resist, did not defend, and even did not have to worry about her words, so she could make her father helpless. How could she not be satisfied?

Although the emperor's face was dark at this time, he felt really amused and crying. A man - in his expectation, the prince of Xiling should have shown his fearlessness passionately, or insisted on his love to the death, or some other means such as pulling Jiuqing and unable to kneel down...

But he never expected that the other party would choke him to death with just respect and silence.

And his queen and daughter were completely looking at the show, and they had no intention of standing on his side. How could he continue to sing his own show?
Chapter completed!