Xuan Miaoer's heart is a lot more down-to-earth, but she also grieves for herself, if she sees the county lord on the street in the future, she will inevitably have to bow down, if she enters Beijing in the future, her identity as a businesswoman is really not good. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Normally, many people look at the face of the drunken son, even if they have a high status, they will save face for the drunken boy and will not let Xuan Miaoer kneel down, but if they really meet someone who wants to find trouble, then they can't help it.

As he spoke, he walked out of the inner courtyard, and before he saw anyone, he heard a woman's shrill voice: "You dog slaves, do you know who the county lord is?" This county lord is the eldest daughter of the second prince, even if it is the saint today, he has to call my father the king a royal brother, don't you want your heads, when I see Brother Qianzui, I will ask him to cut off your heads." ”

Xuan Miao'er couldn't help frowning, oh my God, this is the kind of unruly county lord written in the capital in the book, this time I am going to see the living, I must shrink my existence, and I can't mess with this great immortal.

When I got out of the courtyard, I saw a woman in a pink palace dress, with a jingle ring on her body, but the corners of her eyebrows were raised, and she looked like a domineering one, and she was holding a golden whip in her hand and whipped at a housekeeper.

For the first time, Xuan Miaoer felt the difference between this poor man and the royal family, she hadn't been exposed to these before, but now after reading it, she began to waver about going to the capital to do business, because now she is actually doing well, and when she goes to the capital, she is a big man, and she won't be bullied to death?

When the county lord of Na Meiyue saw the drunken boy come out, he immediately restrained his anger, threw the whip to a maid on the side, and then ran towards the drunken boy, and the change on his face was as fast as changing his face in Peking Opera.

When she was about to meet the drunken prince, the drunken boy took a step to the side mercilessly, almost shaking the county lord of Namizuki.

Xu is that she was used to the attitude of a thousand drunken sons, so it did not affect the enthusiasm of the county lord of Na Meiyue, and after she stood firm, she shouted loudly: "Brother Qianzui." ”

Xuan Miao'er only felt that the hairs stood on end, my God, is this a mental illness? She was a shrew just now, what is it now? This is by no means the temperament of everyone's ladies, this is a fight with the fireworks woman described in the book.

The drunken boy frowned: "Lord Meiyue is self-respecting, I am close friends with your father and the ninth prince, and I am your elder, so don't call this title anymore." ”

"Brother Qianzui, how can you do this to me, you know that Mitsuki is concerned about Brother Qianzui, Brother Qianzui, you don't always refuse me to Qianli, even if it is because I came all the way, you should invite me into the inner courtyard to have a look. The county lord of Mitsuki twisted his body and coquettishly as he spoke, and then he was about to go to the inner courtyard after closing his words.

Qiandrunken Gongzi didn't look at her at all, and reached out to block the county lord of Meiyue with the paper fan in his hand: "The county lord stays, there are many secrets in my Qianfu, and outsiders are not allowed to enter, please go to the meeting room in the outer courtyard." ”

How could the county lord of Meiyue give up, and asked Xiao Jin, the ninth prince, for help: "Uncle Jiuwang, look at Brother Qianzui, why are you so ruthless to me, you know my mind best, the day I met Brother Qianzui, I was determined to marry Brother Qianzui." ”

Xiao Jin touched his nose: "I don't care about this, one of my nieces, one of my brothers, why don't I be a good person, it's better to ignore it, besides, there are so many good men in Fengnanguo, can't you change it......?"

Before Xiao Jin finished speaking, the county lord of Meiyue interrupted him: "I don't like anyone else, I like Brother Qianzui, I won't marry her in this life, I won't marry, I'm a monk, I'll die for you." ”

After speaking, he rushed over to the knife of the guard on the side, grabbed a knife, and pointed it at his neck: "Brother Qiandrunk, if you don't agree to marry me today, I will die here." ”

The drunken boy was really used to her, so he didn't take it seriously at all: "If you want to die, you can die." Then he instructed the guards on the side: "After the county lord of Meiyue dies, you will directly put her on the stage and her carriage and send her back to the second prince's mansion in the capital." ”

Xuan Miao'er almost laughed, this woman is blind to the identity of the county lord, she is quite noble, how can this look so cheap, and this thousand drunk sons are also enough, ordinary people can't say this, but I like it, no, it should be appreciated.

Xiao Jin laughed directly on the side: "Hahaha, if you are drunk, you can subdue Meiyue." ”

The county lord of Mitsuki threw down the knife in his hand, and rushed towards the drunken boy again: "Brother Qianzui, you can't treat me like this. ”

The drunken boy put a fan on the shoulder of the county lord of Mitsuki, so that she couldn't get close at all: "County lord, self-respect." ”

The county lord of Mitsuki waved his hands: "Brother Qianzui, I really like you." ”

Xuan Miao'er really wanted to disappear at this time, because this woman was so strange that she didn't want to have anything to do with her.

She was shrinking her existence, but the county lord of Meiyue happened to find Xuan Miao'er at this time, and just now she only had a thousand drunken sons in her eyes, and only then did she see Xuan Miao'er.

The county lord of Meiyue stopped the action of the drunken boy and walked in front of Xuan Miao'er: "Who are you? Why don't you kneel when you see this county lord?"

Without waiting for Xuan Miao'er to speak, the drunken boy stood in front of Xuan Miao'er: "The county lord is polite, Miao'er is my friend, you know that my friend is not a friend." His tone unconsciously became a little colder.

The county lord of Meiyue was taken aback by this tone, but when he looked at Xuan Miao'er again, the anger in his heart became even greater: "Who are you? Can you compare with me, the dignified county lord? Why can you, a cheap woman who came out of nowhere, enter the inner courtyard, and you kneel down for the county lord." Then he snatched the golden silk whip from the hand of the maid on the side and walked over to Xuan Miao'er.

Xuan Miaoer didn't speak, because her identity was not as good as others, and it was inevitable that people would have an excuse to toss themselves if she said it, so it was better not to speak, but Qianzui said before that she didn't need to kneel, so she would leave this matter to Qianzui Gongzi.

Qianzui Gongzi was already angry at this time, he stepped in front of the Meiyue County Lord: "She is my friend, I said it, in my Qianzui there is no such thing as your identity, if you talk about identity, I am a grass people, if you want to beat Miao'er, then hit me first, if you want her to kneel, then let me kneel first, today I Qianzui said this, and the people who dare to let Miao'er kneel in the future just want me to kneel Qiandrunk, just look down on my Qiandrunken son." ”

Xuan Miaoer was a little stunned on the side, this promise is too much, she is simply frightened, except for seeing the emperor, no one else needs to kneel in the future, because whoever accepts his own kneeling is equivalent to letting a thousand drunken sons kneel, mygod, his identity is immediately tall.

However, the county lord of Meiyue was really blinded, and she threw away the whip in her hand: "Brother Qianzui, you are not close to women, how can you be so good to her, aren't you afraid that I will kill her?" (To be continued.) )