Where does Yelv Meizhi know what Yelv Hong is thinking at this time?
Yelv Meizhi has loved her father Yelv Hong since childhood. At this time, after hearing Yelv Hong's words, she has a lot of opinions, which have been hidden in her heart for many years.
"The prime minister is polite, but my palace has some objections!"
Yelv Meizhi said, here she took a look at Yelv Hong, and then said, "the rites of kings and officials can not be abolished. However, the matter of love may not have to be observed step by step. The matter of love comes from human nature. Why be too critical of the form when the truth is revealed?"
After listening to Yelv Meizhi, Yelv Hong's face became more dignified. She thought to herself, did she mean to be true to others? She really stole... No, she really betrayed the king?
Seeing that Yelv Hong's face was extremely ugly, Yelv Meizhi asked with concern, "prime minister, have you been well lately?"
Yeluhong hesitated for a moment and replied, "report back to your mother, Minister... Weichen's body has always been well, minister, thank your mother for her concern."
Yelv Meizhi stared at Yelv Hong with doubts in her heart. Although her father was old, she always had a spiritual family. Why was she a little tired today? Are you sick?
On such a thought, Yelv Meizhi began to worry and asked, "well... Why do you think the prime minister doesn't look good? Do you want to send a doctor to diagnose you?"
When Yelv Hong heard the speech, he immediately replied, "tell your mother that Wei Chen has no physical appearance. There is no need to ask a doctor for diagnosis."
Yelv Meizhi nodded slightly, looked at Yelv Hongyan suspiciously and said, "well, that's all!"
"Wei Chen..."
"What's the matter with the prime minister?"
"Wei Chen..."
Yeluhong looked at his daughter. He wanted to ask her if her daughter had really betrayed the king, but he didn't know where to ask and how to ask. He wanted to talk and stopped. His heart was like a million waves crashing on the shore.
"The prime minister has something to say?"
Yeluhong tightened his eyebrows and said, "I have nothing to say."
When yeluhong finished speaking, he looked at the curtain of the bed again. His heart seemed to be ten years old and heavy.