Kneel?

Kneel.

Uncle actually made himself kneel.

Gui Yuxi hugged the quilt and swore to resist to the end: "Why do you make me kneel, why!" I'm not convinced! ”

"This king is your master." Jun Moyan said coldly.

"Master Rausch, I have only knelt for one person since I was a child." Gui Yuxi raised his chin: "That's a dead person, like my dead grandfather or something." ”

"You!" Really stubborn, stubborn like a donkey, Jun Moyan smiled: "Okay, then you should treat this king as a dead man, kneel!" ”

He didn't believe it yet.

The board can't come to Yu Xiaoba's stinky problem.

Gui Yuxi raised his chin, looked at Jun Moyan incredulously, snorted, lifted his robe and knelt down: "Okay, I'll kneel, I'll still kowtow with you." ”

Boom, knock three times.

Followed by.

The little noodle melon cried wow-wow-wow: "Uncle, you died so miserably, uncle, woo woo, uncle, you haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, you just drove to the west." ”

Jun Moyan's face is full of black lines!

Is this little melon cursing himself?

He rushed up with one step, pinched her chin, pressed the flesh above her chin with his thumb, his black eyes were dangerous, and with his other hand he picked up his handkerchief and stuffed it directly into her mouth, and said coldly: "If you dare to cry again, this king cut your tongue." ”

He got up gracefully and pushed the door open, and the butler was already waiting outside, his eyes widening in surprise at the scene inside the door.

Jun Moyan nodded the butler's head and said coldly: "If you dare to think nonsense in your head, this king will chop off your dog's head." ”

The housekeeper touched his neck: I can't afford to provoke it.

"Lord, the emperor summoned you, please enter the palace today." Butler Road.

"Got it." Jun Moyan said.

He changed into a blue-gray satin robe, embroidered with a black python on a palm-wide waistband, a warm jade pendant hanging on the side, a blue-white jacket, embroidered pine and cypress patterns on the cuffs, and an amber crown.

Heroic, handsome.

"Butler, Haosheng is watching over her, and she can't get up halfway." Jun Moyan glanced at the little melon and strode away.

The housekeeper said yes.

*

Palace.

"Brother Emperor, do you think it's really good for us to trick the Nine Emperor Brothers?" The eighth prince, Jun Liangchen, sat in front of the emperor Jun Huachen in a purple embroidered plum blossom robe.

The words on his lips are worried, but the bottom of his eyes is a look of waiting to see a good show.

"There's nothing bad about it, Mo Yan has always been afraid of me and won't be angry." Jun Huachen said quietly.

"Haha, I'm relieved to have the words of the imperial brother, or I'm really afraid that the Nine Emperor Brothers will beat me." Jun Huachen breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, the chief eunuch Gao Gonggong held the dust: "Your Majesty, the king of Yuanbei is here." ”

"Let him wait a moment." Jun Huachen got up and looked at Jun Liangchen with handsome eyes: "Go over." ”

"Okay."

Outside the hall, Jun Moyan's tall figure stood there eye-catching, and Jun Liangchen looked at it regretfully: "God is jealous of talent, such a good man can't marry a daughter-in-law, but this time it should be fine." ”

"Are you sure? Don't cause trouble, the ministers cried a lot before sending their daughters here, just like a funeral. Jun Huachen said.

The fear of the wife of the king of Yuanbei is known to the whole world, and the color of the nine kings has changed.

"This time, the little god stick that my brother is looking for is a great character, and the little god stick said that you can marry first, and then stay in the palace to adapt to it, so it's fine." Jun Liangchen rubbed his hands.

"Let's go."

If Jun Moyan is allowed to see the scene for a while, I don't know what his expression will be, as long as he thinks about Jun Liangchen, he will feel excited.