Murong Qing knew Nan Chiyou very well, but when the emperor saw that only he came alone, his face subconsciously sank, and his voice was filled with displeasure.
"Qing'er, didn't I ask you to bring that girl? Why are you the only one who came?"
Murong Qing pursed her lips and said, "Father, Maiden Xia Xia is not feeling well, so I didn't ask her to come. If Father has something to say, you can tell me alone. Why do you have to see Maiden Xia Xia?"
This was the first time that Murong Qing had disobeyed the emperor's words.
Moreover, it was for a woman.
The emperor was speechless, but his son was facing him; even if he was angry, he could not vent it out.
"I heard that you like that girl, so I want to meet her. I only want to see what kind of girl can make you so fascinated to such an extent."
Murong Qing froze.
'How did Father know?
'Was it General Lin who told him?
