Ye Weilan glanced at her and treated her as air.

Everyone in this palace worships the God of Death wildly, and worships the terrible man like a god, and does not tolerate any disrespect for others.

Her, an unknown princess, has become a thorn in the eyes of many people without any surprise.

In the past, when Xiaoxue was there, these people sneered at Ye Weilan and would fight back one by one, and could not leave a bad psychological shadow on their little daughter.

Over the past three years, she has offended many people because of the "gold medal of death exemption" she won with Qi Ye. Now that the time for the bet has come, her life will definitely not be easy.

"Pay attention to your tone, Elena." The girl in the red pupil reminded in a cold tone.

"Ziying!" Elena's face suddenly turned cold and her eyes were not kind: "Why are you protecting her so much?"

"She is a princess!" Ziying's ethereal tone was not at all, and she pointed out the key point: "My Lord Death said in person, you are committing the following crime!"

Indeed, no matter how unpopular Ye Weilan was, he was also the daughter recognized by the God of Death himself, and he was the only direct bloodline. He had never had any woman in the years, and his son had no shadow.

Although the God of Death is not good to Ye Weilan, he has never denied her identity as a princess.

No one knows whether she is her biological child...

Elena snorted coldly, involving the face of the God of Death. She was not sarcastic, but just a cold warning: "Ziying, you'd better find out your position. Yedi is our enemy. Who dares to hurt God of Death?" The charming face instantly showed a horrifying murderous aura: "I will get rid of it!"

Staring at the girl's back as she left, Ye Weilan said softly: "Ziying... does it mean the cherry blossoms blooming in midnight?"

Ziying's eyes flashed slightly, reminding: "If you don't go back, that person should come out and cause trouble again."

Qin Nuo was left by Ye Weilan in the place where she lives. The child was stubborn and could not tolerate others hurting her at all. It was obviously not a wise move to see the god of death.

Ye Weilan touched her neck. Such a big scar was obviously impossible to cover it.

She walked out, her pure black eyes faintly shining: "The only one I love in my life is Qi Ye. If I want me to betray him and marry someone else, I would rather burn my jade and stone."

Ziying watched the beautiful and beautiful shadow gradually fade away, and her fists clenched unconsciously.

...

Qi Ye woke up from his sleep, and a suffocating cold feeling came from his neck, as if he was being pinched.

He moved his body, and the next moment he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Two round, pink and tender faces lay on her chest. Xiao Yechen hugged his arms, and his small body was tightly close to him. Xiaoxue was even more exaggerated, and her whole body was lying on him.

Both little guys slept very well, without any sign of waking up. Xiao Yechen slept very politely, as for Xiaoxue—

The quiet little face is very cute, provided that you ignore the string of shiny saliva on your lips...

Qi Ye gently moved the two children aside, covered the quilt, got up and took out the clothes from the cabinet to change.

The black curtains were lifted by the night wind and flew like ghosts.

Qi Ye changed the window casually and walked out the door silently.

In the corridor outside the door, the twins were guarding one left and one right. When they saw him coming out to lift his eyelids and look over, their eyes were indeterminate.

"Send them back tomorrow."
Chapter completed!