The Best Father

One day, Xuanyuan Ji was reviewing memorials on the dragon couch, while Xuanyuan Qingling was lying there behind him, her legs swinging from time to time, and there were two giant tigers crawling on both sides of the dragon couch. Xuanyuan Qingling suddenly asked: "Father, if you were asked to make a choice between me and Yan State, which one would you choose?" Xuanyuan Ji replied calmly: "Tell me first, why do I have to choose?" Xuanyuan Qingling pouted: "What if, let's use an analogy." Xuanyuan Ji: "Whether I choose Yan State or you, it's the same." Xuanyuan Qingling's signature father-daughter evil smile flashed across her lips, and she got her answer. Xuanyuan Qingling turned over and lay on Xuanyuan Ji's body, holding Xuanyuan Ji's neck with both hands, dangling back and forth. But all the ceremonial supervisors and eunuchs lowered their heads and did not dare to make any sound. Xuanyuan Qingling: "Father, if I get married one day, will you feel distressed?" Xuanyuan Ji: "Then I ask you, if one day I want to leave Yandu and take your mother to travel around, will you agree?" Xuanyuan Qingling smiled directly and said: "No! You are not only my mother's husband, but also my father. There is no reason why a daughter must be humble to her mother, right?" Xuanyuan Ji: "Really..." Xuanyuan Qingling buried her head in Xuanyuan Ji's neck: "Well..."