: 745, an illegitimate child

745, an illegitimate child. Van Gogh was supported by Ning Yinqi at this time. She was standing outside the Yinyin Building. She looked at Xue Yihan with a look of affection. It seemed that she was very surprised to see the Elf Emperor here.
"Why did you come here so late? Why don't you go in?"
Xue Yihan calmly answered, "Wait!"
"Is your sister under the arm?" Van Gogh softened his voice and asked with a smile.
Xue Yihan’s voice is very cold:
My family wants to see the fairy dance, listen to the head and say that the things about the fairy dance are there, can you borrow it to see?

Van Gogh was very surprised by the straightforwardness of the Elf Emperor. She refused at the same time, and she did not agree. The expression suddenly became entangled.
Xue Yihan did not care about her, but looked at the chaotic baby who heard the sound just came out.
He walked over and touched her head very affectionately. He said: "If you can't find it, I will return to the Elven Kingdom tomorrow. It is good to learn the Elves."
The bright fog and fox looked at Xue Yihan with a suspicious look, and then looked at the past.
She was still a chuckle because of her face. "It’s so cute!"
"Well, it's so good!" Van Gogh smiled and hesitated. "I heard that you want to learn the fairy dance. Is it true that you are already jumping very well? It is the same."
Mingwu Yan looked at Xue Yihan, he was willing to put down the following for a woman to ask for something, really surprised her.
Of course, I don’t want Snow to have no face, so I said: "It’s one thing to jump well. In fact, I still want to see it. However, since there is no record about the fairy dance, Xianyinju is counted.

After that, she said to Xue Yihan: "Let's go!"
Xue Yihan lightly turned his head and turned and left.
Van Gogh looked at the back of the Elf Emperor with some uncomfortable feelings. He did not go away with any intention. Did he hate her?
Thinking of this, she is even more uncomfortable.
When Ning Yin saw that his master lost his soul, he whispered: "Master, you said, Xue Yan is the righteous sister of the Elven Emperor. How can it be closer than the brothers and sisters? You said, will she have something else? thought?"
Van Gogh heard it, stunned it, and then screamed: "Don't talk nonsense, that snow Yan has a fiancé. I saw that man that night, not an ordinary person."
When Ning Yin heard it, her heart was very happy, so she didn't talk any more, and helped Van Gogh to go to Xianyinlou.
If Xue Yan has a fiancé, then the other party must not let her go to the top, and she will not like the Vatican. When she thinks about this, she suddenly feels that she is too inexplicable about the jealousy of Xue Yan.
This time it seems that there is not much intersection between Xueyan and Fanhe. They may not be as good as they think!
Although she wanted to understand something, she still didn't like this snow face. Whoever made her everything was good and compared them all.
On the other hand, when returning to the red foggy garden, Mingwuyan returned to the room and took the initiative to hug Xue Yihan. He laughed and said: "It’s rare that you took the initiative to talk to a woman today."
Xue Yihan did not raise her squats, and kissed her on her lips. "Is it jealous?"
Ming Mist Yan turned a blind eye. "If this is the case, I will be jealous. You will be miserable in the future."
Xue Yihan leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I can only see you later."
"There is not only me a woman under the sun."
Xue Yihan smiled and said: "For me, the woman in the world only has one. Chaos baby, I think..."
"You don't think anything is useful, I have to sleep." Ming Miayan quickly interrupted his words, loosened his hand and slid into the quilt.
Xue Yihan smiled and she slept.
The next day, when the fog fell to sleep, it was only when I was eating breakfast. At the time of breakfast, Van Gogh sent a box and said it was for Xue Yihan.
Xue Yihan just glanced at it, and when he touched it, he sent the box back to Van Gogh, and did not accept her gift.
Ming Mist Yan curiously said: "Where is Van Gogh sent, have you actually returned?"
Van Gogh, who is like a proud person, is not expected to give people things often! This next gift was not sent out, it is not happy.
Xue Yihan sat next to the Chaos baby and supervised her to eat. "Take a good meal to tell you."
Mingwu Yan Xu looked at him suspiciously, and he was safe to eat his own breakfast.
After eating breakfast, she deliberately sat on the legs of Xue Yihan, grabbed his sleeve and rubbed it on his mouth. He smiled and said: "It's better than a handkerchief!"
Xue Yihan smiled and sighed the vivid face of Chaos Baby. "You are full, I should have eaten."
Said, he kissed her lips, and the big hands were not idle...
The bright fog is panting and praying for mercy. "Fr. Junfu, wait a minute, wait a minute, you haven't told me what Van Gogh sent you!"
Xue Yihan smiled and stood up, temporarily letting go of the little girl who was not enough.
He put the fairy book in his hand into the chaotic baby's hand, and then ordered a few spiritual points on it. Soon, there are many words flowing on it.
Mingwu looked at her eyes and found that it was actually an introduction to the fairy dance. She was shocked and recovered for a long time.
The daring sent by Van Gogh is the fairy dance, and Snow is not a thing that does not want her, but a copy?
"Is this kind of role in the fairy book mud?" Mingwu Yan blinked and confused.
We must know that her fairy mud is only used to chat with Xue Yihan.
Xue Yihan smiled and touched her head. "The fairy book mud has a lot of functions, but for you, it is most to chat with your family husband and me. You should read the book first, I will not quarrel you first."
Ming Mist Yan "hmm", and focused on the words on the gods of the fairy book.
On the other side, Van Gogh Court.
Vatican looked at the return of the fairy soul, and some anxiously said: "What can the Elf King say?"
The disciples who sent the book in the past were busy: "No, the Elf Emperor did not say anything, and he immediately returned the things."
"He didn't look at it? Or said, what did Xue Yan say and let him back?" Van Gogh asked with hope.
She would rather Xue Yan to stalk her from her, and she did not want to be in a position to confuse the Elf Emperor last night, so she did not accept the things she sent.
"No, she was eating breakfast at the time, and she was a little far away. She said nothing. It was the Elf King."
"Okay, let's go back!" Vanshin interrupted the disciple and drove him out.
She thinks that she is very spiritual and beautiful, and there are not many men who can match her under the sun. Throughout the world, there are both identities and abilities, and at the same time, they have a certain position and power in every place, and a finger can be counted.
Among these people, if there is no wife, it is probably only the elf king.
She is determined to be a queen of elves, so she has always paid attention to the people and things of the Elven Kingdom. When Xue Yan came to the door of Fanyin, she initially thought about taking the initiative to approach, good to her, but, seeing When she was in the fascinating position of Xue Yan, she couldn’t help but think that such a beautiful woman appeared next to the Elf Emperor. Is it really just a sister?
Therefore, she is embarrassed, she hates this woman named Xue Yan.
However, the dinner that night made her understand something. Her embarrassment made her miss a good opportunity to approach the Elf Emperor. Unfortunately, everything was missed.
Nowadays, the elf king does not even accept her things, probably disgusted with herself, how can this be good.
Just as she was sitting in a difficult time, Nelando appeared outside the Van Gogh Court.
The breath of Nylando was not deliberately hidden. Van Gogh immediately discovered her existence. She waved her hand and opened the door.
"Problems?"
Nielanduo smiled and walked straight in. He found a place to sit down and said: "I heard that the last time you did a little trick, let those who support me ran to vote for others? You want to What to do? Let me be the enemy of that snow? Kill her for you?"
Vanshin said that Nielanduo was so aggressive and asked, and sneered, "Kill her? I also have to see if you have the ability. I just saw that she was a little bit boring. You ran me here today. What do you want to do?"
Nielando’s finger knocked on the table.
Don’t you just want to be the elf queen, how can I help you? Similarly, you have to help me...

Van Gogh frowned. "Can you help me?"
Nielanduo nodded, "Of course."
As she said, she reached out and closed the door with spiritual power and smiled: "You may not know how the children of Fusang are coming!"
Vatican was shocked. Of course, she knew about the existence of a child in the Elven Emperor. However, an illegitimate child, she did not care.
Nielanduo saw that Van Gogh did not speak, smiled again, smiled for a while, and she suddenly lowered her voice in a haze. "The mother of Fusang’s children can be said that I made a small means and gave him a hard fight. Under the circumstances, except for me, I am afraid that no one knows what the child’s mother looks like. It is said that the best way to conquer a man with a child is to let his child like you. If you have a wife with him. Pro-similar face, you said..."
Van Gogh’s eyes widened and his face was unbelievable.
Nielanduo can even control even the Elven Emperor?
"You think about it, give me a reply tomorrow." Nielanduo smiled confidently. "I am not afraid of you to complain, you think about what you want."
Just as Nielando turned around, Vatican asked, "What do you want?"