Looking back, Su Qingying's usually thick and weathered face, like an old mountain, turned a rare shade of red. She let out a delicate moan, "It wouldn't be right, what if you called me Ying'er Wouldn't that confuse me with your daughter",Although it's a pity that he can't call her "Jun Siying," the name is indeed very good. It sounds nice, has a good meaning, and most importantly, it was chosen by his wife, so he has to agree!,"Yes, let's take Ningning to the Golden Dragon Hall for Emperor Xuan Yuan to have a look." Su Qingying said dejectedly.。