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She, Xiao Lan, did not have much time to chat with him. Her time was very limited and she had to take advantage of Xuanyuan Po's return to the courtyard, so she could only be straightforward.

At this time, Xuanyuan Yun walked into the courtyard Xuan Ling Zi was currently in. Beside the stone table in the courtyard, Xuan Ling and Xuan Wanyue were playing a family love drama of filial piety.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Yun's eyes glinted with anger, and he continued to walk forward.

The two of them quickly saw Xuanyuan Feng, who was walking over with a smile on his face, but the smile on his face instantly disappeared. He held up a cup of green tea with an indifferent expression, as if he was an elder.

Seeing this, Xuan Wanyue naturally stood up and warmly welcomed him.

With a sweet smile on his face, Xuan Yue quickly approached Xuanyuan Yun.

"Senior brother, the tea water has just been brewed, and it's even brewed by Wan Yue herself. Quickly, try and taste it."

As he spoke, Xuan Wan Yue gracefully and gracefully brought Xuanyuan Wentian to the stone table.

Xuanyuan Yun's expression was indifferent and his entire body was cold. Without saying a word, his slender fingers brushed against the corner of his embroidered white robe as he sat down respectfully in front of the Profound Spirit Seed.

Xuan Wanyue, who was originally smiling, was now filled with infatuation.

Xuan Yuan's every move, Xuan Yuan's elegance, the majesty of Xuan Yuan, his grandeur, everything about him was tantalizing her soul.

Xuan Wanyue clenched her fists tightly.

Such perfection, invulnerable, peerless man! Even if she were to die, she must marry him!

When Xuan Yuan had approached the Profound Spirit Child, the dignity of an elder had long ago been crushed into nothingness under the domination of Xuan Yuan.

Xuan Ling froze as she sipped on her tea. Her fingers that were raising the teacup felt even more numb. Suddenly, she felt that her actions just now were extremely comical and laughable.

He quietly put down the teacup in his hand and glanced at Xuan Wanyue, pretending to be calm. However, he didn't want to see Xuan Wanyue to be even more submissive and dumb than him. At that moment, Xuan Lingzi frowned.

How could they negotiate conditions with Xuanyuan Po like this? They were completely crushed before they could even speak.

The atmosphere in the courtyard gradually became heavy, like the oppressive aura from Xuanyuan Po's body.

Xuan Lingzi clenched her hand, which was placed on her knee.

"Cough …" He faked a light cough.

"Wan Yue, pour some tea for your senior brother."

Xuan Wanyue only came back to her senses when she heard Xuan Lingzi's low and unhappy voice.

"Oh, okay …"

Su Yun walked forward and retrieved a new teacup from the table. He poured the brewed tea into the cup and placed it in front of Xuanyuan Yun.

Xuanyuan Wentian's cold eyes swept across the fingers on which Xuan Wanyue had placed down the teacup. Just a glance was enough to freeze Xuan Wanyue's ten fingers, and then, they uncontrollably trembled. A third of the teacup had spilled out.

Seeing this, Xuan Wanyue's cheeks instantly turned red. As a woman, she was able to pour out a cup of tea. This was truly stupid.

When she saw this, the look in Xuan Ling's eyes became even deeper.

"Wan Yue, go to the kitchen and get some pastries."

"Yes," Xuan Wanyue quickly replied with a red face. She knew that Xuan Lingzi was already dissatisfied with her, so she turned around and quickly left the courtyard.

After Xuan Wanyue left, Xuan Lingzi took the cup of tea that Xuan Wanyue had spilled earlier and poured it all out. She then personally poured another cup for Xuanyuan Yun.

"Disciple, although you and I had our differences, our relationship never changed. Back then, I was a bit impulsive, and you really went a little too far. Today, we have all calmed down and had a cup of tea. How about it?"

Xuan Ling Zi looked at Xuanyuan Yun, and Xuanyuan Yun indifferently glanced at the cup of tea which Xuanyuan Ling Zi had personally poured for him. He reached out a hand and pushed the teacup away from his side.

When the Profound Spirit Child saw this, her expression instantly turned as dark as ink. What did Xuanyuan Wen mean? Could it be that they did not plan on making up?!

Xuanyuan Yun slowly raised his eyes, his gaze cold and distant.

"Master, if you have something to say, just say it. Disciple will listen here."

Eh? Listen?

What kind of attitude is this!?

Xuan Ling's eyes were fixed on Xuanyuan Wentian, but she did not say anything.

The courtyard became quiet just like that, until it was seeping.

After a long while, the corner of Xuanyuan Wentian's eyebrows rose as he looked at the Profound Spirit Seed that was still staring at him, and he stood up.

"Looks like Master doesn't have anything to say. Then, disciple will take his leave."

Just as Xuanyuan Wentian was about to raise his arm, the Profound Spirit Seed quickly spoke up.

"Wait."

Xuanyuan Yun slightly paused in his movements, his long and narrow black eyes stared straight at Xuan Ling Zi, "Speak."

At this moment, Xuanyuan Yun's aura was that of the almighty Regent, and he was not the Mysterious Spirit's disciple.

The majestic aura of the imperial family immediately caused the Profound Spirit Child to freeze on the spot, unable to control herself.

Only after a long while did Xuanyuan Wentian's face once again reveal his impatience. Only then did the Profound Spirit Seed quickly recover, and only then did he recall the plan that he had already planned out in his mind, the grand and grand plan that he had imagined.

For his own purposes and his own wish, the Profound Spirit Child endured the boundless aura from Xuanyuan Yun as he spoke without hesitation.

"Disciple, do you know that Princess Nanxuan and the crown prince have already entered the capital city of Donghan?"

Xuanyuan Yun silently agreed, but in reality, his heart had gradually turned cold.

"Got it."

"What do you think about the marriage?"

"No comment."

Xuan Ling's eyes darkened, "Disciple, why don't you have any opinions?"

Xuanyuan Wentian's voice was cold. "This matter has nothing to do with this duke."

It had nothing to do with him?

"No, it has something to do with you." The Profound Spirit Child said extremely quickly.

Xuanyuan Yun coldly smiled. "Related to it? "What's the relationship?"

"Disciple, I will be frank with you. Regardless of whether it is for Dong Han or Yun Shan, you must marry Princess Nan Xuan."

"This King..."

"Clang!"

Xuanyuan Yun's voice was interrupted by the crisp sound of plates falling to the ground from the entrance of the courtyard.

Everyone looked towards the entrance of the courtyard and saw Xuan Wanyue staring at Xuan Lingzi with a pale face and disbelief in her eyes.

What did he say?

He allowed Xuanyuan Wentian to take Princess Nanxuan?!

Before coming here, didn't he promise her that he would let Xuanyuan Po marry her no matter what?! How did he become Princess Xuan!?

"Father!"

Xuan Wan Yue was so angry that she let out a sorrowful roar.

Hearing Xuan Wanyue's shout, Xuan Lingzi's brows immediately furrowed together. Her gaze was extremely cold and dignified.

"Xuan Wanyue, what kind of tone is that? How could you be so rude to your own father? You are truly lacking in discipline!"

Lack of discipline?

Whose discipline, him?

What did he teach her, eh?

What did he tell her?

Wan Yue, don't worry. Your father will definitely let Xuanyuan Feng marry you into the Residence of Regent.

Who said that, who said that!

"Father, did you forget how you told me on the way to the National Guardian Temple? Did you promise me that? You …"

"Shut up!"

The Profound Spirit Child had already stood up straight.

"Father …"