Xiao Dingtian frowned, looked at Zheng Yiling with an angry face, and asked lightly, "What are you doing in Haicheng?" ”

Zheng Yiling said hatefully, "Your son is about to be stunned by that woman, can I not go?" Look at him, for the sake of a civilian girl from a lowly background, regardless of the overall situation, he directly tore his face with the Jiang family. Although we are not afraid of a small Jiang family, as the future heir of an empire, is this what he should do? ”

Xiao Dingtian sneered, "The Jiang family and Jiang Qiming have long been ambitious, they have been waiting for the opportunity to act, their son's matter is just an excuse for them to launch a seizure of the throne, do you really think it's your son's fault?" ”

Zheng Yiling raised his chin and said a little unreasonably, "No matter what, that woman will never be able to enter our Xiao family!" Xiao Dingtian, don't you tell me that you will let your son marry a completely useless woman to be the future first lady? ”

Xiao Dingtian was silent.

Oh, yes! It's not so easy to be the first lady.

The first lady must be both talented and virtuous, and she must be a model of a perfect woman.

The first lady not only has to accompany the president to attend various top-level banquets, but also accompanies the president to face the entertainment and difficulties of various countries.

The first lady must not only have a talent, but also be articulate, quick thinking, and excellent combat effectiveness, and have the ability to solve any unexpected situation or trouble.

Shen Qinglian, such a girl from a civilian family who is only eighteen years old, does she have such a high personal quality?

After a long time, Xiao Dingtian said to her in a deep voice, "Then you can go over and take a look!" However, don't go too far, if you really want to deal with her, it's better to be gentle, lest your son will rebound if he knows it, and we will lose more than we gain. ”

Zheng Yiling glared at him with disgust, "I'm pale, I'll take care of the proportions, you can rest assured!" ”

Xiao Dingtian nodded, "Okay, then you can arrange the itinerary yourself, if there is anything you need my help with, you tell me, I'll go to the study to deal with something first." ”

Zheng Yiling responded, "You're busy!" ”

Seeing Xiao Dingtian go upstairs, Zheng Yiling also began to call to arrange a trip to Haicheng on a cloudy day.

Haicheng, Military Region Hospital, VIP Room No. 1.

Seven days and seven nights have passed, and Shen Qinglian is still lying there quietly like before, like a sleeping beauty, with a peaceful and quiet face.

Xiao Chifeng, the prince, doesn't know how many times he has kissed her, and wants to wake up his beloved by kissing her like the prince in a fairy tale.

However, the reality is so cruel, not as beautiful as a fairy tale, no matter how he kisses her, she just doesn't want to wake up.

Xiao Chifeng, who had been guarding her bedside for seven days and seven nights, was already haggard, his beard was unshaven, and he was so anxious that blood blisters appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing her lying there like a vegetative person, his heart was also like being roasted on a fire, and the fire was burning and aching, and he hated to replace her and help her bear this suffering.

Shen Qinglian, who was locked in the system space for compulsory training, could only train her mental power desperately, striving to meet the requirements of the system monarch, and let her out to reunite with Xiao Chifeng as soon as possible, so that he could rest assured.

But before Shen Qingling could complete the task of the system monarch, Zheng Yiling had already killed Haicheng!