"If you want to share the cake, you have to see if you are qualified." Ou Yanzhe sneered.

"Now that the investment has been withdrawn suddenly, it is indeed on the opposite side. Young master, the queen will not be satisfied. ”

"Not satisfied?" The man was indifferent, put the teacup in his hand on the saucer, and made a "ding" sound. He stood up, his face solemn, "I'll let her agree." ”

"Let's go and see Madame."

Lan Qingchuan slept very deeply, looking like a child, with a snow-white face, and his facial features were born exceptionally well. She has been tired lately, and she doesn't often go outside, but she has a much better appetite and eats frequently. Ou Yanzhe could see that she was working hard to supplement her nutrition for the sake of this child.

Joey saw his young master carefully bend down and gently kiss the forehead of the person in his dream, and his expression was exceptionally soft.

When everyone thought that the York incident was over, Ou Yanzhe made another big move, he withdrew all the investments in York's major projects, and tried every means to block the honorable Royal Husband.

Angry, York immediately ran to Centwa and cried. Sentwa also had a headache, after all, York was at fault first, and what Ou Yanzhe did was reasonable.

"Honey, he's venting his anger!"

"Even if it's to vent your anger, you can endure it for a while, and it's not long before it's over, and Yan has always done things in a measured manner."

"How do you make me swallow this?" The Prince of York was irritable and paced up and down the council chamber, "Why do you always cling to him?" He wants to rectify the military department! The integration of the military and the government, how many people's interests will be harmed by this?! ”

Sentva's eyes sank.

"York," she breathed a sigh of relief, "the purpose of the rectification is to centralize the royal power, not to make you form a party for personal gain. You know, I can't get sand under my nose, and I want you to be a little more restrained. If you are involved again, if someone gets the handle, I won't help you then. ”

York choked in one breath and snorted a few times. Sentwa felt that it was useless to say more, "You stand down. Also, here, like everyone else, you need to call me Your Majesty, and you remember that I am the king of this country. ”

Twilight closes, and the chamber falls silent. Sentwa sat in a satin-topped high-backed chair beside the bed, his forehead on his forehead, his brows furrowed deeply.

When the water in Paris was muddy by Ou Yanzhe, the old prince of Hetan suddenly came from afar. Since her retirement, she has rarely left the golden hall of the Lamper Palace in the province of Lot.

Ou Yanzhe was in a good mood, and the old lady was invited in by Joy with a cold face.

"Grandmother." Ou Yanzhe shouted honestly and leaned over to kiss the old lady's cheek. He Yi's eyebrows furrowed, his cold eyes swept over, and he avoided it directly.

"Tell me, what's the injury again?" The old lady sat on the main seat of the large living room, her eyes were extremely cold, and there was a faint anger in her eyes.

Ou Yanzhe answered the question, his smile remained unchanged, "You want to come over, and you don't tell your grandson in advance." ”

"Is this the other way around?" The old lady touched the cane in her hand, her fingers tightly clasped the head of the dark green jade cane, and turned to ask Steward Joey: "This is how you take care of Yan?" ”

The old lady was full of anger, and Joey bowed her head and said nothing.

Ou Yanzhe stepped forward to support her, "Don't be angry, this is a minor injury, and it's already healed." ”

"Enough!" "If Clarence hadn't told me, you'd have been hiding it from me!" ”