After all, they have been depressed for many years, and the opportunity to watch Ou Ruoqinghan's jokes is hard to come by.

Adhering to this idea, I continued to wait.

In such a solemn and majestic temple, lunch is not allowed to be used, so as not to get contaminated with the spirit of "God" and destroy the divine nature. So a group of people waited and waited for noon, and waited until the afternoon passed, and when the sun was completely set, the sixth elder could no longer hold it up and stood up angrily and prepared to slap the table.

As soon as his hand was raised, a voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, the princess is back."

The words echoed in the empty hall, and the Sixth Elder got stuck in his throat, and he was almost suffocated to death if he was not up or down.

But at this time no one cared about him anymore, and everyone turned around and looked out of the hall.

On the throne, Ou Ruoqinghan finally raised his eyelids.

There is silence.

Under the attention of everyone, a beautiful and beautiful figure came over. She was wearing an exquisite moon-white long dress, with a long black scattered behind her. She was dotted with exquisite jewelry tied with pearls and jade on her head. Pink flowers dotted between them, and the snow-white neck was "celebrated" just hanging on her chest. The snow-capped Hao wore two silver bracelets at night. She was like a blooming rose, bright and noble, and her every move was bright and bright.

And her face made everyone in the Presbyterian Church widen their eyes.

No wonder Ou Ruoqinghan said it was his daughter.

They were so similar to the woman who was born more than 20 years ago. If they weren't for the age, they would almost have thought that woman had returned.

Too similar...

On the throne, Ou Ruoqinghan watched the woman come from a distance, beautiful and vivid, as if overlapping with the same beautiful figure many years ago. She walked towards him with a shy and expectant smile on her face.

But in the blink of an eye, such a smile was replaced by resentment. She cried and asked loudly: "Why do you treat me like this? Ou Ruoqinghan, have you ever loved me?!"

Ou Ruoqinghan's eyebrows ached, and she came to her senses. She looked closely and the fantasy of memories had disappeared, and the woman who walked over did not smile at him.

Her expression was very light, and she was not excited to suddenly become a noble princess. She walked towards him step by step, her bright pupils staring at his face, and with exploration, she seemed to look deep into his eyes.

"Father and Daughter" looked at each other from a distance.

There is no excitement or joy to find my relatives after more than twenty years.

The atmosphere is even more unfamiliar than treating strangers.

Ye Weilan walked closer and finally smiled on her face. The pleasant voice was like the tinkling spring in the forest: "I've been waiting for a long time, sorry, I've overslept."

What she said was definitely the truth.

I was suppressed for a night and was exhausted. I slept for a day to make up for sleep. Isn’t it too long?

Thinking of someone's evil face, a shy and happy smile appeared on Ye Weilan's face.

A woman who is immersed in love is the most beautiful and dazzling time.

However--

Her reason made everyone in the Presbyterian Church look down on the face.

They waited for her all day and then said, "She overslept"?
Chapter completed!