Chapter 1183: My gentle tyrant (61)
This scene was too challenging to his understanding.
Father Qin had also seen Ji Rong before. At a Grand banquet, father Qin, who was sitting at the end of the table, had once secretly sized up this Emperor.
Even if it was just a glimpse, this extremely young Emperor had left an extremely deep impression on father Qin, so deep that he would never forget him in his life.
Sinister, ruthless, and temperamental.
And … Her beauty could topple a country.
That’s right, as a King, Ji Rong’s appearance was too stunning. He didn’t even look like a king. Instead, he looked more like a beauty who would be toyed with by the king.
Now, this tyrannical and impermanent Emperor was actually lowering himself in front of him, just for his daughter.
At this moment, father Qin was glad that he didn’t have any mental illness. Otherwise, his mental illness would definitely act up at this moment.
“..”
Ji Rong was still holding the cup of tea in her hand.
Father Qin didn’t dare to take it.
Did he dare to? Obviously, he did not dare to.
He wasn’t tired of living.
Father Qin muttered in his heart.
But to make the Emperor stand there with a cup of tea and even bow with such a respectful posture!
Once again, father Qin felt a suffocating feeling in his heart.
He was not worthy.
Your Majesty, please don’t be like this.
Father Qin looked at his daughter with a pleading look.
Fu Shang was speechless.
Just as she was about to speak, Ji Rong unexpectedly spoke first.
“Father-in-law?”
Seeing that father Qin didn’t take the tea, Ji Rong was a little puzzled. He thought he had done something wrong, so he asked.
Father Qin was so frightened that he rolled down from his chair.
There was chaos.
Fu Shang covered his face with his hands.
“..”
MD, I can’t even look.
She had underestimated the extent of her father’s fear of the tyrant Ji Rong.
On the other hand, mother Qin was not so afraid of Ji Rong. After all, as a woman who usually did not leave her house, she had only heard a little about the cruelty of the Emperor.
Now that she saw how well he treated her daughter, mother Qin was no longer afraid of this legendary tyrant. She even sneaked a glance at Ji Rong and nodded her head.
It looked pretty good.
He was worthy of her Chuchu.
Now that she saw her husband so embarrassed that he actually rolled down from the chair, mother Qin stood up awkwardly and helped father Qin up.
As for Ji Rong, he was even more dumbfounded. His posture of holding the tea was frozen in mid-air.
“..”
The stunningly beautiful Emperor blinked his long and narrow peach blossom eyes, he looked at Fu min innocently and said in a slightly aggrieved tone, ”
“I don’t think I did anything wrong, right?”
His voice was very low, he was whispering into Fu min’s ear.
Fu Shang rolled his eyes.
“You’d better be normal, don’t you know what kind of reputation you have outside? Are you doing this on purpose? Are you deliberately making fun of my father?”
Ji Rong was stunned. Chuchu, why do you think of me like that?”
He could not hide his grievances.
Not to mention Ji Rong, even father Qin and mother Qin were stunned. They had never thought that their daughter would be so presumptuous in front of the Emperor.
“Chuchu, don’t talk nonsense. How can you be so disrespectful to His Majesty!”
Mr. Qin finally got up and patted the dust off his body. He glared at Fu min, clearly frightened by his daughter’s impudent words.
Fu Shang didn’t say anything.
Ji Rong raised her eyes and unhappily looked at her father-in-law, frowning.
father-in-law, you are wrong. I am Chuchu’s husband first, then the son of heaven. Isn’t it normal for a husband to listen to his wife? “