Yan Lan secretly thought, "Your mother's nostrils are at the top of her head! Not only does she dislike the ghost clan, she doesn't like anyone except herself."
Having said as much, Yan Lan opened up, and all the unsavory words he had just held back came tumbling out.
"My dead girl is the Princess of the Underworld, her status is not inferior to yours in the slightest."
"Don't think my dead girl looks like someone nobody loves. In the Underworld, there are plenty of ghosts who adore her!"
"Besides me, her uncle, she also has her father, the Northern Emperor! If you dare bully her, just wait for the consequences!"
"And also… well, although you two got married in the mortal realm, I've heard that you never actually held a wedding ceremony. So that marriage doesn't count."
Hearing that it didn't count, Xiao Chenyuan furrowed his brow.
"How does it not count?"
Yan Lan put his hands on his hips.
