Chapter 1180 My Gentle Tyrant (62)

"Besides, father-in-law, don't you just listen to your mother-in-law?"

As she spoke, Ji Rong glanced at Qin's father casually, or to be precise, at Qin's mother's hand holding Qin's father's waist.

Qin’s mother: “…”

Father Qin: "..."

Fu Yue: "Pfft hahahahahahahahahaha."

Yes.

Because she felt that her husband was so embarrassing, Qin's mother secretly pinched Qin's father's waist, twisting the flesh so hard that his face twisted in pain, but he did not dare to utter a sound.

Now His Majesty said this.

Qin's mother let go of her hand in a coquettish manner, glanced at Fu Yue and Ji Rong with a slightly embarrassed look, and pursed her lips with a gentle smile.

"I made you laugh."

Fu Yue: "Mom, dad, don't be so formal. We are all a family. Just treat him as an ordinary son-in-law. Don't be so frightened. It makes me... embarrassed."

Ji Rong: "Yes."

With that said, he stepped forward again, handed the tea in his hand towards Qin's father again, and said: "Father-in-law, drink it quickly. I have to serve tea to my mother-in-law."

Father Qin: "..."

He took the tea bravely, drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I am afraid..."

Ji Rong raised her hand and made a gesture of rejection.

"No need."

After saying that, he served tea to Qin's mother as usual.

Qin's mother had a much more natural attitude than Qin's father. She took the tea with a smile and showed a kind and elegant smile to Ji Rong.

She looked at Ji Rong and then at her daughter.

She sighed sincerely: "Your Majesty and Chu Chu are such a perfect match."

Ji Rong was instantly delighted.

He felt that this mother-in-law was much more pleasing to the eye than his father-in-law.

"You are so discerning, you are truly worthy of being..." My Chu Chu mother.

In order to prevent His Majesty from being stupid after being praised, Fu Yue's eyelids twitched and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to pull him back.

Ji Rong was halfway through speaking.

He turned around in confusion: "?"

What's wrong?

Fu Yue smiled: "It's nothing, I just think you talk a bit too much."

Ji Rong: "...Oh."

He lowered his thick eyelashes and pursed his lips slightly, with an inexplicable sense of grievance.

Got scolded.

Disliked.

The astonishingly beautiful emperor sat on the chair, his head hanging down, and his whole body exuded an aura of mourning, like an autistic child.

Fu Yue ignored this guy.

"Dad, mother, I will stay here for almost half a month, about ten days. After all, he can't go to court forever, and there are still memorials to be approved..."

Ji Rong interrupted: "It doesn't matter if the memorial is not approved. It won't be finished anyway. If the father-in-law and mother-in-law want Chu Chu, we can stay longer."

Fu Yue: "..."

Fu Yue smiled and turned around: "My dear Your Majesty, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute. Please stop making trouble!"

Ji Rong honestly shut up.

Qin’s father and Qin’s mother: “…”

It simply refreshes the world view.

By the way, is their daughter a bit too domineering?

Being interrupted by Ji Rong, Fu Yue almost forgot what to say next.

"Father, mother, you have also seen that he treats me very well. You don't need to worry. My daughter is living well in the palace."

Qin's father and Qin's mother: "...hmm."

This day was not only nice, it was simply lawless.

Ji Rong did not give up and once again brushed up on her presence: "My relationship with Chu Chu should be similar to that of my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Fu Yue: "..."