Looking blankly at the black-haired man sitting in front of her, Neya was touched by what Meng Fan said. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Taking your fate into your own hands is something that has never appeared in the Qinglan Continent, and both the Bright Church and the secular royal power will only preach that women should be obedient and obedient to their husbands.

"Mistress Claude, I ...... I don't understand what you're saying. Nya lowered her head and whispered.

"It's all right, Lady Naya, we can sit here and talk. Meng Fan smiled, "Let's eat something first, I specially instructed the chef to make these for you." Meng Fan clapped his hands and said.

"Hmm" Neya nodded, enjoying the food on the table with Meng Fan.

The food on the table is all authentic Flange flavors, and now Meng Fan and the others are in Bibo City, the royal capital of the Frangian Kingdom, Meng Fan asked the chefs to make as many traditional foods as possible from the Flange Kingdom.

"Well, this tastes very good, Mrs. Naya, do you know what this is?" Meng Fan held a cylindrical snack like a spring roll in his hand, and the golden skin wrapped in the meat puree.

"This is a shrimp meat roll, the skin is made of flour, the inside is wrapped with shrimp meat, Bibo City is close to the endless sea, the seafood here is very rich, shrimp meat roll is a very common staple food in the homes of people in Bibo City. Neya looked at the snack in Meng Fan's hand and said.

Naya's father was a fisherman outside the city, and when she was a child, she often helped her mother make shrimp rolls at home, and for fishermen, seafood was sometimes more cost-effective than buying bread.

"Oh, yes. Meng Fan put the shrimp roll in his mouth and bit halfway, chewing on the tender shrimp meat, "Well, you can't eat such delicious food in Black Rock City." Meng Fan sighed softly, Meng Fan's territory, Black Rock City, was far away from the sea, so it was difficult to eat delicious seafood.

Neya, who was sitting on the side, lowered her head, cut a small piece of goose meat on the plate with a dinner knife, and then picked it up with a silver fork and put it in her mouth.

Nya didn't touch the snacks on the table that needed to be reached by hand, and she only ate a little goose meat, beef, and a few mouthfuls of oyster soup.

Meng Fan's appetite is good, he keeps reaching out to take the food on the table, Meng Fan tastes some of each dish, Meng Fan's eating appearance is a little unsightly, his hands and mouth are stained with oil, but Meng Fan doesn't care.

Now that Meng Fan is the commander of Bibo City, even the King of France has to be respectful to himself, and no one dares to criticize the table manners of the commander of the Gilgidian Army, unless he wants to be hung on the wall like Prime Minister Bernard.

After eating all the delicacies of the Kingdom of France on the table, Meng Fan picked up the damp cloth on the plate and wiped his hands and mouth, picked up the red wine on the table, and Meng Fan stretched out the wine glass to the blue-haired woman sitting in front of him.

Neya picked up the wine glass with both hands, and Meng Fan and Neya gently touched the glass, "This cup is for the beautiful Mrs. Neya." Meng Fan looked at the blue-haired woman in front of him and said with a smile, "Thank you, Lord Claude. Nya whispered back with a blushing face.

Raising his head and drinking the red wine in the glass, Meng Fan put down the wine glass and breathed a long sigh of relief, "Mrs. Naya." Meng Fan leaned back in his chair and said, "Lord Claude." Neya, who had taken a sip of red wine, put down her glass and looked at herself.

"Lady Naia, do you want Prince Faeron to become the next King of France?" Meng Fan said in a casual tone, if someone else was saying this, Neya would definitely think that this person was crazy, but the words from the mouth of the black-haired man in front of him made Naya's heart beat faster.

"Lady Naya, the current king of the Kingdom of France, Pavarot III, is incompetent and incompetent, allowing his ministers and generals to act arbitrarily and invade the lands of other countries, and I think that His Majesty Pavarot is no longer suitable to be the ruler of Bibo City. Meng Fan put his hands on his chest and looked at the blue-haired woman sitting at the dining table, "So, I want to ...... It's time for a new king to be ushered in in the kingdom of Fran. ”

Naya knew what the black-haired man sitting in the chair wanted to do, killing the commander of the French army, Gerald, and executing the prime minister, Bernard, and now, Meng Fan's butcher's knife was about to be pointed at the ruler of Bibo City, King Pavarot III of France.

Naya didn't care whether Pavarot III was alive or dead, in the past year, Pavarot III had never come to see Naya and Feren mother and son at all, and Naya had long lost nostalgia for such a husband who liked the new and hated the old.

"Lord Claude, Pheren...... He was only a year old, and above him...... There were also four princes. Nya whispered with her hands between her skirts.

"I know. Meng Fan picked up the wine bottle on the table and began to pour wine into the glass, "Lady Naya, as long as you want your child to become the next king of the Fran Kingdom, I have a way to put him on the throne." Meng Fan said while pouring wine.

Looking at the red liquid flowing from the bottle, a bright light appeared in Naya's eyes.

After pouring a full glass of wine, Meng Fan put down the wine bottle, "Mrs. Naya, what is your answer?" Meng Fan asked.

"Lord Claude, I very much hope that Fern will ...... He can be the master of Bibo City. Naia's face lit up with a look of expectation.

"Hehe, it is said that maternal love is the most sincere and selfless in the world, Mrs. Naya, it is his blessing that Prince Faeron can have such a good mother as you. Meng Fan picked up the wine glass and took a sip gently.

"Mistress Claude, you ...... Really sure to make Feron ...... Will you be king?" asked Nya in a whisper as she clasped her hands together and looked at the dark-haired man in front of her.

"Lady Naya, I, Claude, never do anything that I am not sure of, I said that if your child can sit on the throne, he will definitely sit on the throne, and you, Lady Naya, you will become the queen mother of the kingdom of Fran, and you will be the regent of the kingdom before Feren is an adult. Meng Fan said with a smile.

Queen Mother, Regent ...... Naia's heart was pounding, these were things that Naya had never thought of and dared not think of.

"Lord Claude, you are so good to Faren and me, I ...... I don't know how to repay you. Nya lowered her head and whispered.

"Lady Naya. Meng Fan stood up and walked to Naiya's side, leaning his butt on the dining table in front of Naia, Meng Fan gently picked up the chin of the blue-haired woman with his right hand, which had two fingers missing.

"Naya, as long as you can listen to me and do what I arrange, I can make you and your children the masters of Bibo City, you...... Do you understand?" Meng Fan said seriously as he stared at the woman in front of him.

"Hmm. The woman in front of her nodded meekly, Meng Fan smiled slightly, turned around, picked up a shrimp roll from the table, and Meng Fan gently put the shrimp roll to Naya's mouth.

The long eyelashes fluttered, Neya slowly opened her small mouth, Meng Fan sent the shrimp roll in her hand to the mouth of the blue-haired woman, Neya held the shrimp roll, and about half of it was exposed.

Leaning down, Meng Fan looked at Nya sitting in the chair for a moment, and finally opened his mouth to bite the half of the exposed shrimp meat roll.

Meng Fan and Neya shared this shrimp roll together, and soon, the lips of the two people touched together, Meng Fan eagerly kissed the blue-haired woman sitting in the chair, Neya reached out and wrapped her arms around Meng Fan's neck, and the emptiness and loneliness of more than a year were ignited at this moment.

Neya closed her eyes intoxicated, enjoying the kiss and caress of the black-haired man, half-squatting down, Meng Fan hugged the blue-haired woman in the chair.

With her hands around Meng Fan's neck, Neya leaned on Meng Fan's arms with a crimson face, and gently kissed the woman's delicate red lips, Meng Fan hugged Nya and walked into the bedroom.