Chapter 1159 What to Do with the Saint for Nothing

However, under Sheng Chuxin's request, Beiyehan had already captured that little guy, Beiye Xingchen. After capturing Beiye Xingchen, it would be easier to order Bufan and the others to stay in the beast land, without having to worry about it all the time. Worried about the little guy making trouble.

A family of three generations and four people came to Nanqian Pavilion. Sheng Xueqing had already agreed with Sheng Chuxin not to disclose the identities between their mother and daughter. They only said that they were friends of the saint. of.

Before, Sheng Xueqing also greeted Qian Ming and Qian Shuman, and they would not leak their words.

However, when they saw Beiye Xingchen who came in hand in hand with Sheng Chuxin and Beiyehan, they were inevitably surprised. Both of them stared at Beiye Xingchen with wide eyes.

"This... saint, this child is..."

Could it be the child of Sheng Chuxin and Bei Yehan? Calculated according to his age, how old is Sheng Chuxin, and he has a child?

Thinking about it, he couldn't believe it.

"Patriarch Qian is referring to Xingchen, right? He is the child of Emperor Bei Ye and the Empress. Patriarch Qian, don't underestimate him. At such a young age, his cultivation level is not comparable to that of ordinary adults."

Sheng Xueqing explained.

She and Qianming are sitting on the main seat together, because Sheng Xueqing is a saint, the ruler of Qianhua Shenglu, so Qianming's seat should be lower, showing Sheng Xueqing's status as the ruler.

"Xingchen, come and sit with me."

She waved to Beiye Xingchen, signaling him to sit beside her.

However, Beiye Xingchen was not so easy to talk to, he just smiled at her, but shook his head.

"Xingchen thanked the saint for her appreciation, but Xingchen should sit beside father and mother."

Sheng Xueqing didn't care, and glanced at Sheng Chuxin.

"That's up to you."

"Emperor Bei Ye, empress, please take a seat." Qian Ming stood up, and greeted Bei Yehan and Sheng Chuxin with a smile.

Beiyehan looked at the seat beside him, and led Beiye Xingchen over, and Sheng Chuxin followed him.

As soon as they sat down, singing, dancing and music began to sound. Some toasted Bei Yehan and Sheng Xueqing, and some said flattering words, and they never stopped.

However, Bei Yehan's face was like a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years, and after a while those people from the Qian family didn't dare to move forward.

The rest of the people focused their attention on Sheng Xueqing.

Qian Shuman also cast his eyes on Sheng Xueqing, but there was no excitement on his face, but a bit of worry. Sheng Xueqing is a woman after all, and she will be able to bear it after being toasted all the time. ?

"Father, it's almost time to toast, right?"

He looked at his father and lowered his voice to ask.

"What's the matter? I'm happy for my father today, so it's okay to drink a few more glasses." Qian Ming didn't understand the meaning of his son's words, anyway, he said proudly.

The poison on his son's body has been cured, but he is not happy, he almost turned his head to the sky and roared.

On such a happy day, it is okay to drink a few more glasses of wine.

Qian Shuman was speechless when he heard his words, "You just drink as many drinks as you want, why are you dragging the saint for nothing?"

"Well."

Qian Ming choked on his words, and turned to look at Sheng Xueqing.

The next moment, he understood the meaning of his son's words. It turned out that he was to blame for not blocking Sheng Xueqing's wine.