Qi Qingran didn't know if Yan Beiming believed her, but Yan Beiming didn't ask again, so she stopped explaining.

Soon, the palace arrived.

Seeing her clothes, Qi Qingran felt a headache. Not only was there a lot of blood stains on her body, but there were still many places that were damaged. Is it considered disrespectful to go in like this? Is it added fuel to the heat of Heli?

Time is tight right now, and she has no choice but to bite the bullet and follow Yan Beiming into the gate of the palace.

Although he had accepted his current identity, when he saw the majestic palace and the palace servants kneeling all over the ground, Qi Qingran truly realized the majesty of imperial power for the first time.

Her pace became smaller unconsciously, and her whole body was mobilized.

The eunuch took them to the imperial study room. As soon as she entered, she saw a person kneeling down. The man was the original owner's father, Qi Xiuping, the second master of the Qi family.

"My son has met his father."

Yan Beiming did not kneel down due to physical reasons, but Qi Qingran knew that she did not have such special treatment. She thought about it quickly and knelt on the ground with a "bang" sound to show her sincerity.

The moment her knee touched the ground, she felt that her kneecap was about to break, and she didn't know if it would leave any sequelae.

It seems that I can use the tiger bone cream first.

Just as she was thinking, she heard a majestic voice from the top leader, "Kneeling so hard, it is indeed a ruthless person to do something to himself. No wonder he chose to hang himself on a happy day. Who are you slapping in the face?"

Even without looking up, Qi Qingran could feel Emperor Xuanwu's full anger.

At this moment, she could do nothing except silence.

"The emperor forgives his crimes, because he is a dereliction of duty and has not taught his daughter well, so that she will make such a heinous mistake. Please forgive him."

As his father Qi said, he kowtowed and soon, blood was seen on the ground, which showed his strength.

"Okay."

Emperor Xuanwu raised his hand impatiently, and then his father Qi stopped.

"Your Qi's daughter has such a big face. My prince, the prince of the current dynasty, isn't worthy of your daughter. Why, is it wrong for you to marry Xiaoyao?"

"The emperor calms down, rebellious girl, look at the good things you did, I should have driven you out of the house as soon as possible."

His father Qi finally turned around and looked at his daughter kneeling behind him. He was full of disgust. He finally couldn't help but slapped her in the face.

This body was already weak, and she had been struggling hard for the past two days and was exhausted. She was trying hard to hold on. When her father Qi slapped her hard, she fell to the ground and her breathing suddenly became rapid.

But Father Qi didn't even look at her, but kept begging Emperor Xuanwu for his life.

At that moment, Qi Qingran felt a touch of sadness from the bottom of her heart.

This emotion does not belong to her, it should have come from the original owner.

It must be that the original owner was sad and desperate when he saw his father disregarding his life and death.

At this moment, she felt that death had never been so close to her. She had seen life and death on the operating table, but she had never experienced it personally. The despair on the verge of death made Qi Qingran's eyes suddenly widen.

She wanted to ask for help, but no one noticed her.

His father wished that she would die. To Emperor Xuanwu, she was like a bed bug, and she was too lazy to even look at her.

She placed her only hope on Yan Beiming, but saw that the other party was lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking, as if all the farce had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, no one can help her.

She's going to die here?

No, she doesn't want to die!
Chapter completed!