Chapter 72 (Ancient Sayings) Arrogant County Lord VS Crossing Maid (17)
Yuan Boqi was stunned, did Ning Mingyue know something?
Ge Lao also looked at Yuan Boqi in disbelief, and instantly thought a lot in his heart, yes, if it weren't for his sweetheart, how could his grandson insist on getting married in the Jinluan Palace.
Seeing that Yuan Boqi shut up and didn't speak, Elder Ge knew that Ning Mingyue had guessed correctly.
Who is this woman?
Ning Mingyue didn't care what the grandparents and grandchildren thought, she was in a good mood and hummed a song floating in front of the two.
In his previous life, Yuan Boqi not only withdrew from the marriage on the Jinluan Palace, but also asked the saint to give him and Ming Ling'er a decree, although the saint also did not agree, but the name Ming Ling'er is famous.
Everyone knows that the grandson of the elder of the pavilion is in love with the maid and insists on remarrying the lord of Xuerou, if Chuyang's appearance is already extremely prosperous, he can fascinate Yuan Boqi and even want Ruo Chuyang, everyone speculates that Ming Linger must be as beautiful as a flower, which invisibly makes Ming Linger have a great reputation.
In this life, the appearance of Ning Mingyue gave Yuan Boqi no chance to mention Ling'er at all, and naturally he would not have the beauty and reputation of his previous life.
After a little delay with Yuan Boqi's ancestors and grandsons, Ning Mingyue walked quickly towards the Longchen Palace, where the Holy Lord generally approved the folding.
Seeing the emperor alone, Ning Mingyue still carried out some mental construction on herself, it was really that she was too strong just now, and she felt uneasy when she thought about it.
Walking into the Longchen Palace, Ning Mingyue made a pilgrimage and saluted, "Xue Rou greets Your Majesty." ”
Sheng Shang put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, glanced at Ning Mingyue, and said after a while, "Xue Rou is weird? ”
"How so? Xue Rou regards His Majesty as his second father, how can she blame His Majesty? Ning Mingyue was a little surprised.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have married Yuan Boqi, and you wouldn't have been so humiliated by him now." The Saint's sharp eyes roamed over Ning Mingyue's face and said, "What you did in the Golden Luan Hall just now is attracting his attention?" ”
Ning Mingyue hurriedly shook her head, opened her good-looking 24K titanium alloy dog eyes, and said, "How could Your Majesty think so?" Yuan Boqi also had a four-grade master book before, and he thought he was great and said that Xuerou's identity as the county lord was in the way of him, how could such a man Xuerou not give up on him? ”
"If you still want to be with Yuan Boqi, I can give you an order." The saint didn't seem to hear Ning Mingyue's words, but said indifferently.
"Don't, don't!" Ning Mingyue pointed to the sky and swore to the earth, "Your Majesty, Xue Rou finally asked for a relationship with him, don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum, not to mention that Yuan Boqi already has other women!" ”
A light flashed in the saint's eyes, "Are there really other women?" ”
"Well, I heard that she is a good-looking maid." Ning Mingyue nodded, and did not hide it, with Yuan Boqi's feelings for Ming Ling'er, it would not be long before it broke out.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said, "Xue Rou, I regard you as my own daughter, the most favored county lord of the Dasheng Dynasty, there is no need to hold a blind man, the whipping just now was good!" ”
Ning Mingyue: ......
The emotional saint looked at Yuan Boqi like this, and he thought about it, it was originally the saint who found a man with a good family, no scruff, and no disorderly private life for the happiness of Ruo Chuyang, but this man actually bluntly said that he didn't look down on the county lord in the Jinluan Palace, and it was strange that the saint had a good impression of him.
In the plot, Ruo Chuyang actually competed with a maid for a man, and the fight was still for a man who had been disliked by the saint, which was simply trampling the saint's face under his feet and crushing it a few times.