Chapter Twenty-Seven: I Don't Want to Marry a Husband

"Hurry up and let go."

Nangong Dui was holding back the anger in his heart, he would never use force against women, and this time he wanted to hit someone, but he held back.

"I don't know how to lift."

The woman pulled down her face and shouted, "Come on, after this man touched me, he wanted to leave without giving money, give him some hardship!"

Five stout men appeared in front of him instantly, clenched their fists and wanted to beat people, and one asked him, "Boy, the person dressed up looks like a person, and the happiness is over, why don't you give money?" ”

Another said directly and clearly, "Give money to settle things, we don't like beating people very much, but if you don't know each other, I'm afraid you will suffer some flesh and skin." ”

It was a complete waste of saliva to talk to this group of people, and he took out a dagger and put it against the neck of the Qinglou girl, "The little trick is used too much, and when it hits the hard stubble, what are you going to do?" ”

"Little brother, spare me!" She was so frightened that she became short of breath, her eyes glared at the boss, and she was terrified, "You go, you go, I will never dare to stop you." ”

He glanced at the group of thugs and asked her, "What about them?" ”

"Let him go, don't gather around here!"

Nangong Twilight gave up at this time, put away the dagger and let go of her, who knew that two thugs came back, and they had to beat him, but fortunately they dodged in time, otherwise they almost got punched.

It seems that if they don't bleed them today, they will have to let themselves come out with bruises, and they will be fulfilled if they insist on death.

The thug's angry fists were each stabbed, and when the blood flowed, he retracted his hand, and was kicked to the ground by Nangong Dusk, and the white knife went in and the red knife came out.

Immediately after that, a group of thugs, more than a dozen people, a good man could not defeat the four hands, he flew up to the second floor, and when he saw the door, he kicked it to pieces, frightening the men and women in the house.

When the old bustard saw that his green building was smashed, he wanted to cry without tears, and raised his head to the second floor and shouted, "You stupid people, hurry up and roll down for the old lady." Childe, please don't kick the door and smash things again, all the mistakes are our faults. ”

The group of thugs stood still stupidly, watching him leave, and they really couldn't afford to provoke him...

The sun is the most scorching at noon in the middle of the summer, and walking on the road is like stepping on burning coal. Open the egg and put it outside, it is estimated that it will be self-cooked and become a poached egg in two minutes.

The national teacher Liu Huiya sent people to put ice cubes in the snow hall, and Hua Ningshuang sat in the middle to enjoy the coolness, and added a seat for Nangong Rou to sit next to him.

Gardenia, the personal palace maid, entered the house with ten men, and when she saw the queen, she immediately knelt down, "Queen Wan'an." The men behind him are all among the best among the people, virtuous and handsome, please take a look at Your Highness. ”

The men knelt down respectfully and repeated her words

"Queen Wan'an."

"Get up."

Seeing this dramatic scene, Nangong Rou felt that her three views collapsed in an instant, and the collapse was worse than the flower condensation.

The iron-clad Han paper, bowing down in front of women?

They don't have a little bit of manliness on them, and they are more supple than the concubines of big families. The moment he raised his head, his eyes were blind, his face was veiled, and his forehead was dotted with cinnabar.

I'm afraid only Broken Sleeves likes this group of men.

"Her Royal Highness, Miss Nangong. This group of men is from the Qunfangyun clan, they are quite handsome and lively, and they know how good they are when they marry them. Liu Huiya praised them, this clan is well-known in the country" The dream of most women in Qunfang Country is to marry a member of the Yun clan. ”

Hua Ningshuang seems to have been struck by lightning, isn't there a normal man and race?

The palace maids on the left and right sides picked up a large fan with both hands and vigorously fanned the large ice cubes on the basin pillar to dissipate the heat.

Gardenia clapped her hands and said, "Line up, let the queen see your beauty one by one, and look at Your Highness with a smile on your face." ”

The first man stepped forward to take off the veil, wiped a thick layer of white powder on his face, like a male ghost, the corners of his mouth were too infiltrating, and those who didn't know thought he had come to ask for his life.

A red flower in the center of the eyebrows, this flaming red lips, I can't bear to look at it directly.

I can vaguely see that his facial features are very good, and makeup is tantamount to adding to the snake, and a good handsome guy is ruined.

The height is definitely 180, how good it would be if you could be a man, the handsome face given by the blind God.

"Sister Ningshuang, do you like such a man?" Nangong Rouqiang turned her head and asked her with a smile.

"Nothing is good, and nothing is bad." After Hua Ningshuang answered perfunctorily, she said to Liu Huiya, "National teacher, this king has no intention of marrying a husband, no matter how good a man is, it is useless." ”

The national teacher was very puzzled by this matter, and sighed, "The best men are not to your liking Queen, it's so difficult!" Whether it is family background and appearance, they are all superior. If the queen doesn't like them to dress too brightly, she can make them change. ”

I don't know what the reason is, Nangong Twilight pops up in my mind again, compared with the two, he is still better, at least a real man.

If you want to pick a man......

Wait, why choose? No one chooses!

Choosing one of the two does not necessarily mean choosing one answer, and besides, there are many good men in the world, why stick to him and them.

Dangerous people and men who can't shoulder the burden of the family are not the best candidates to be prime ministers.

Hua Ningshuang is grateful that there are ice cubes in this world, and the restless mood can be calmed down a little, otherwise the head will explode.

From now on, there will be no more candidates for the auxiliary king, all of them are little men who are twisting and pinching, she didn't continue to look at it, anyway, she knew that it was almost the same, "National teacher, this king is not in a hurry to marry a husband, so you take them back!" ”

"Your Royal Highness, they can't wait, no one will want a man after he is old."

"Send them back, marry whoever you want."