Su Yunge's eyes narrowed slightly when he listened to Mu Hanyun's words, who was the object of marriage?

Could it be him? The protagonist of Fang Cai's gossip, the object of her marriage, the rumored sick seedling who has stepped into the coffin with one foot in the coffin, is crippled, and the king of Dingbei.

It's really a coincidence that my father met my mother, and I happened to be together.

"Who in this imperial city doesn't know that Su Yunge's sweetheart is me. Hey, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to be looked at by that ugly monster. ”

Mu Hanyun's words didn't know whether to show off or regret, and the peach blossom eyes that were provoked looked at the person in front of him, full of ridicule.

"Of course it's a blessing." Someone took his words from the side.

"Look at it, you want to eat the hot porridge outside the building, and the ugly monster queued up for several hours to buy hot porridge for you, and held it on his chest for fear of getting cold, calling others how could they have such a good blessing."

"Don't mention it, disgusting king. It's angry to think about it, this king wanted to taste two bites for the sake of her face of queuing so hard, but when I heard that she was covering her chest, I almost didn't scare me into vomiting. The porridge was immediately fed to our dogs. ”

The words of Mu Hanyun and those sons made Su Yunge, who was sitting on the second floor, clear to him.

But that's not the point, it's the people who are in the middle of them.

She stood up and looked, and it was indeed a person in a wheelchair. The man's back was straight, his slender fingers were on his legs, and he didn't move at all no matter what Mu Hanyun said.

King of Dingbei, Rong Qianxun.

I don't know if Lu Dao is used to it or what, no matter what Mu Hanyun and they say, he doesn't have the slightest refutation or answer.

Su Yunge's heart was inexplicably sour, if he was an intact person, how could he be insulted like this.

His fiancée, who was about to get married, became a trick for everyone to make fun of, his eyes sank, and when he looked at Mu Hanyun, there was a murderous intent on his face.

No matter what happened before, she is who she is now, and everything in the past is a cloud of the past. She thought that she had to make Mu Hanyun understand this truth.

"Rong Qianhiro, what's the matter? As soon as this leg is crippled, it is not that even the throat is hoarse. We played together when we were young, so let's make a noise! Mu Hanyun said as he tapped the unconscious legs with a fan.

"What are you, and you deserve him to give you face."

Suddenly, a sound interjected in the air, and then a whip was slammed towards Mu Hanyun, startling Mu Hanyun to retreat again and again.

No matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as Su Yunge's whip, and with a stab, the fan in his hand was whipped into two pieces by the whip.

Su Yunge jumped down from the second floor, looking at Mu Hanyun's frightened face with a sneer.

It's not hot on this day, and I take a fan, which is simply a B.

"Presumptuous, you ...... cheap" Before he could say a word, he looked up and saw Su Yunge's terrifying face, and for a while the sentence was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Suddenly a funny expression was formed.

Su Yunge had his back to Rong Qianxun and stood in front of him as a protector, so he didn't see it.

At the moment when she spoke, the light in Rong Qianxun's eyes was amazingly bright.

"Su Yunge, what do you mean?" After a while, Mu Hanyun found his voice, his eyebrows were upside down, and he roared angrily.

Su Yunge was very grateful for the arrogant and domineering character cultivated by this predecessor at this moment, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and pumped towards Mu Hanyun again.

"I also want to ask you, what kind of thing are you, and you are also worthy of my future husband Su Yunge to give you face?"