Lan San's heart sank, and he suddenly felt that something was not good, and when he entered the imperial study with bated breath, he saw that under the hanging plaque, the emperor was sitting behind the dragon case, but his face was sinking like water at the moment. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but there was a person kneeling on the ground in front of the dragon case, his back was straight, Master Lan San looked over quietly, and his heart couldn't help sinking, he was familiar with the back, wasn't it Geng Xiwu?

He saluted to the emperor after the dragon case, and stood up straight after hearing the courtesy, and in just a moment, the third master Lan had already turned all kinds of thoughts in his heart.

But before he could figure out a clue, the emperor snorted coldly and said to the Marquis of Jingbei, "Geng Aiqing's good son!" ”

The questioning in this tone can never be mistaken for praise. Therefore, Jingbei Hou's knees that had just stood up straight were bent again, and he hurriedly knelt down and said, "Weichen is panicked, I don't know what this unscrupulous son has done to anger Long Yan?" ”

The emperor snorted coldly again, and the anger on his face erupted, "I have good intentions to marry him, but I don't want him to come to resist the decree today, what a boldness!" ”

Resistance? Master Lansan's face also changed, this matter is not trivial, and looking at the emperor's face, he is obviously angry. With his mind racing, the third master Lan quickly knelt down and said, "The Holy Lord is angry, there is an inside story in this matter, please ask Rong Chen to return one or two." ”

"What can you do? I saw that he had never taken me into account, so he thought that my will could be changed every day, and it was completely inappropriate. The emperor was even more angry, and there was almost no fire in his eyes.

"Holy Lord, this matter ...... Lord Geng is indeed in trouble in this matter, and please calm the anger of the saint and listen to what he has to say first! Seeing the emperor like this, the third master Lan couldn't help but be anxious, he thought about it, and he already understood the meaning of Geng Xiwu's actions today, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable, but even if he didn't rush today's things, he also regarded Geng Xiwu as his own nephew in general, and now, seeing that the emperor was angry, the Son of Heaven was angry, but millions of corpses could be ambushed, it was not a joke! This kid is really too bold, but Lan San can't stand by no matter what.

"Your future father-in-law treats him very well, and he doesn't care at all that he resists the will, and wants to disobey this marriage and slap your face?" As the emperor spoke, the corner of his eye quietly went to the Marquis of Jingbei. is completely different from the anxiety of the third master of Lan, although the Marquis of Jingbei was kneeling on the ground, his face was a little frightened, but he was very calm, and after the first sentence, he did not say a word, and did not intercede for Geng Xiwu, and did not say a word. It is said that if you care, you will be chaotic, compared with Master Lan San, Jingbei Hou's performance is really cold and tight.

But the strange thing was that the emperor's face softened a little, and when he turned to look at Geng Xiwu, the anger on his face also increased by two points, "Since Lan Aiqing is interceding for you...... Shiro, I'm going to listen patiently, what else do you have to say? But if it's really as Lan Aiqing said, there is an inside story in this matter, and you have a hard time? ”

Who knew that Geng Xiwu didn't appreciate it at all, and replied in a calm voice, "The minister has nothing to say." There is no inside story and hardship, the minister is just a martial artist, he is really not worthy of the five girls of the Lan family, and he feels that he has no fate with her, and he is not her lover, so as not to delay her, so he kneels and asks His Majesty to take back his life, and it is good that the five girls of Lan can be free, so that she can choose another lover. With that, he hit his head on the floor.

"You?!" The emperor's anger, which had been somewhat eased, rose again, slapped the table, and said angrily, "What is not worthy, what is not a good person?" What do you mean by this, are you weird and mediocre, messing around with the mandarin duck spectrum? Who first talked about proposing to the Lan family? Who is it that is close to the five girls of the Lan family in full view of everyone, and ruin the reputation of the girls? I decreed that I would give you a marriage, but it was just to save the face of your two families, and I gave up my face to be a fig leaf for you, but now I don't appreciate it? Besides, did I ask you what you meant before I got married? Yes, or no? ”

Long Yan was furious, and the words were asked directly on Geng Xiwu's face, he didn't raise his head, he still maintained the posture of kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and his voice sounded in a deep voice, "Yes." A word, like a sharp arrow, slashed at his already painful heart, and in an instant, the blood flowed like an infusion. At that time, how happy he was, at this moment, how painful he was. He had no choice, now he was just cutting out his heart with a knife, but he had to rip out that heart with his own hands.

"Yes! I asked you what you meant, and you agreed, and then I decreed the marriage. Where have you put my face like this now? If I allow you, will it be true that in the future, everyone in this Manchu dynasty can be my holy decree that children can play at home, and if they say they can change it, they can be abolished? The emperor was really angry, and slapped the table hard, and the tea cup was shaken and jumped, and there was a loud bang.

The third old man of Lan fell to his knees, his face changed in shock, but except for the sentence "The saint is angry." "I couldn't say anything else. With all his eyes full of thoughts, Shiro, the child, is also a little tough, even if he wants to withdraw from the marriage, he should think about it in the long run, so go directly to the saint and say, isn't it clear that he can't get off the stage? This is over, if the saint's breath can't come down, then where can Shiro get good fruit to eat? What a good happy event, how to ...... How did it become such a field?

"The Holy One is angry." At this moment, the voice of the Marquis of Jingbei sounded slowly, calm and calm, really calm, not like a courtier who faced the anger of the king, and not like a father whose son had caused a big disaster.

Master Lan San turned his head to look at it, feeling strange in his heart, but looking at the cold eyes of the Marquis of Jingbei, full of worries, he couldn't say a word.

"Holy Lord, children have lost their mothers since they were young, and their ministers have been guarding outside all the year round, and you know that there is a lack of discipline for you. This time, his donkey's temper is not something that can be changed if it is changed, so why should the saint have the same knowledge as him? The fluttering words were not very unusual, but the emperor was inexplicably depressed, and even his anger was clean.

When the third master Lan on the side was stunned and puzzled, Jingbei Hou continued, "There is really some inside information about this matter, but Xiao'er will not say it even if he is afraid of being killed, so I have to say a few more words as a father." It's just that he made up his mind to resist the decree, and he was not even afraid of death, and he was afraid that he would not let the minister reveal the inside story, and asked the saint to drive him out first, and then the minister would tell the saint in detail. ”

"Father!" Geng Xiwu raised his eyes in surprise and looked at Jingbei Hou, but there was pleading in his eyes.

Jingbei Hou turned a blind eye and said coldly, "Shut up." ”

The emperor over there pondered for a moment, and obviously had already made a decision, "Come on, invite Lord Lan and Lord Geng to the next room for tea, I have something to discuss with the Marquis of Jingbei in private." ”

In the current situation, Geng Xiwu had no other way, and he was full of unwillingness, but he had to be invited out by the guards and sent to the wing room next door.

The tea was served, the door was closed, and the two saber guards who had been explained dutifully guarded in front of the door, and the third master Lan looked at Geng Xiwu, who looked like a trapped beast, and couldn't help sighing, "Shiro, why are you suffering?" ”