There was a slight chill in Rong Jingchen's disgusted words.

Wen Ziran, the lord of Mongolia, is just a young man in his early twenties.

When he heard Rong Jingchen say this, he couldn't help but turn his head: "Hmph, next time the lord of my country refutes him and shows you me."

Wen Ziran only inherited the position of the head of Mongolia this year.

State affairs are handled by his subordinate courtiers and eunuchs.

He has always been under that carefree life.

Just now, he was just frightened by Jiang Hanxiu's momentum.

If not, he would definitely refute Jiang Hanxiu.

The death of his father was inseparable from the Jiang family.

He had hated Jiang Hanxiu for a long time.

Rong Jingchen didn't want to hit Wen Ziran, after all, he was still a child.

Wen Ziran said, his eyes fell on Feng Yueli.

He walked quickly to Feng Yueli: "Sister Yueli, you are so amazing, can I be friends with you?"

Wen Ziran was dressed in purple, his face was handsome, and his face was as clear as a carving.

The angular face is unusually handsome.

looks so debauched and unrestrained on the outside, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate it.

Her dark and thick hair was held up high by a golden crown.

Under a pair of sword eyebrows, there is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, full of smiles, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful.

The tall nose and moderately thick red lips have a dizzying smile at this time.

Feng Yueli saw Wen Ziran's appearance as a little boy, and she looked calm: "You are different from the main hall, how can you be a friend of the main hall?"

Rong Jingchen was very displeased when he saw Wen Ziran looking at Feng Yueli full of admiration: "Lord Meng is still friends with his peers."

Wen Ziran frowned slightly, and said with some surprise: "Since you are of different generations and can't be friends, why don't you be the master of your own country?"

It was the first time that someone asked Feng Yueli to be a friend in front of Rong Jingchen, so he had to be a master.

Rong was even more unhappy on the face of the demon who was shocked, and his magnetic deep voice became excited: "I won't give it either!!"

Even if it's a woman, it's not okay to ask Yueli so much.

Wen Ziran looked at Feng Yueli innocently.

Feng Yueli was very embarrassed, and a flash of inspiration appeared in her mind: "Why don't you be Your Majesty's apprentice?"

As her apprentice, he will like to be jealous again.

To be her friend, he also refuses to give.

Since this is the case, he can only be an apprentice of Rong Jingchen.

Rong Jingchen was so childish for the first time: "I never accept apprentices."

Feng Yueli looked at Wen Ziran helplessly.

Wen Ziran snorted coldly: "You don't want to accept it, the lord of the country is still unwilling, the lord of the country is only willing to be Sister Yueli's apprentice, if she is not willing to accept it, then I will run to Fengyi Hall every day, and I will not return to Mongolia."

Anyway, there are other people who handle the affairs of his Mongolian country.

When Rong Jingchen heard Wen Ziran say this, his heart suddenly became uncomfortable.

His gaze fell on Yueli beside him: "Wait a minute, I've thought about it, and I'll take you as an apprentice."

Wen Ziran twitched the corner of his mouth.

This His Majesty of the Jin Kingdom is simply turning his face faster than turning a book.

Just now he said that he was unwilling to accept him as an apprentice, but now he is willing again.

Rong Jingchen saw that Wen Ziran was quiet, and couldn't help but say, "What??" Don't want to? ”

Wen Ziran pondered for a moment.

Originally, he wanted to use this reason to get in touch with Yueli more and learn more.

I didn't expect His Majesty the Jin Kingdom to disagree.

However, as Rong Jingchen's apprentice, he can also talk to Yueli more, and he can also find opportunities to learn other things from Rong Jingchen. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~