Chapter 72 If she doesn't marry a local tyrant, she is a local tyrant

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As soon as the words fell, I saw two servants at the door walking slowly with a shoulder.

On the shoulder, there is an ice blue brocade robe, embroidered with white bamboo leaves, quiet and elegant, and the pair of ice blue eyes glowing with cold light, in the dark night, cleverly highlighting the man's peerless temperament.

His hair is jet black, lazy and loose, setting off his pearl-like snow-white neck under the bun, like a free-walking snow lotus on the top of a snowy mountain, which makes people breathe tightly.

Su Moliang looked a little stupid, and unconsciously bumped into Nan Qing's cold and cold gaze, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Why is this man here too?

Don't tell her, he is also here to attend Su Yihui's birthday banquet!

Nan Qing Jue seemed to guess Su Moliang's doubts, the corners of his cold and hard lips suddenly rose, evoking the arc of temptation, and his deep voice was like flowing water hitting a stone, "General Su's birthday banquet, I don't know if this king is late?"

When Su Yihui heard this, he was slightly stunned, he didn't understand what Nan Qingjue was doing, so he could only hurriedly wave his hand: "Haha, no, no, the Nine Princes have arrived, and the old minister is late, and I hope to forgive my sins." โ€

When Nan Jinghuan saw this, the nameless fire in his heart suddenly sprang up, his thin lips pursed, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "The ninth brother's legs and feet are inconvenient, so it's better to recuperate at home." โ€

Nan Jinghuan's words clearly looked down on Nan Qingjue's disability, and he couldn't look down on the latter's actions of running to join in the fun.

"Prince, you are so blatantly robbing my princess, how can I stay at home, if I am one step later, won't Su Moliang be included in the prince's mansion by you!" Nan Qingjue's words were also so sharp that people were frightened.

In front of everyone, completely ignoring the prince's face, and saying such ugly words, only Nan Qing has the courage.

"You-" Nan Jinghuan's face turned red with anger.

"Hmph, Nan Qingjue, you said that I robbed your princess, just you are a cripple, do I need to rob it? Besides, I can give so many dowry gifts, can you give it?" Nan Jinghuan felt greatly insulted, saying that he was joking with a cripple who robbed women!

However, as soon as Nan Jinghuan's words fell, an angry sarcasm suddenly came from the door of the Su Mansion, and his voice was loud and harsh, showing that he did not give the prince a good face.

"Hehe, His Royal Highness the Prince, what you said is not right, my apprentice is a vulgar woman who is bought with money, what if you have money, we are not rare, my apprentice has money, people can refine a pill casually, they are richer than your prince, so I don't look down on your bullshit dowry. โ€

Everyone saw that Tutor Wu and Dean both walked into the gate of Su Mansion and walked briskly towards Su Moliang.

It was Su Moliang's master Wu Zhenxing who spoke.

Wu Zhenxing can see that no one can bully his precious apprentice, even if the other party is the prince, he will inevitably speak out to defend it.

For the arrival of the dean and mentor of the Southern Star Academy, everyone present was quite surprised.

The status of Nanxing Academy is not lower than that of the four major families, even if they are the heads of the four major families, they have to be polite when they see the tutor of the academy, not to mention Su Yihui's birthday banquet, not only the tutor came, but also the dean.

This pomp and circumstance is indeed a bit terrifying.

After just sighing here, some people also agreed with Wu Zhenxing's words and nodded slowly.

Su Moliang is already at the peak of the Dan Master, and the price of any pill can scare people to death, so why care about Nan Jinghuan's gold and silver jewelry.

Nan Jinghuan's move is indeed a bit of a slap in the face.

Su Moliang didn't expect that even the dean and Tutor Wu would come to join in the fun, she didn't believe that they could afford Su Yihui to come, and she didn't have to think about it to know that it was because of her relationship.

In addition, hearing Tutor Wu defending himself without scruples, Su Moliang's heart warmed slightly, and some depressed mood was swept away.

"Dean, Tutor Wu, why are you here?" Su Moliang finally stood up and greeted him cordially.

Tutor Wu patted her shoulder lovingly, but his tone was not good: "Hmph, of course you have to come, otherwise you will be bullied, I don't know yet." โ€

The dean also smiled and nodded: "Mo Liang girl, shouldn't you welcome us?"

Su Mo smiled coldly: "How come, there are so many people present, you are my most welcome guest." โ€

Hearing this, the dean and Tutor Wu laughed happily.

However, because of these words, Nan Jinghuan's already angry face sank terrifyingly, "Su Moliang, what you mean by this is that I am not welcome!"

"I didn't say that!" Su Moliang was innocent.

"But that's what you think!"

Su Moliang sneered: "You are not me, how do you know what I think?"

"You-you're going to regret treating me like this!" Nan Jinghuan gritted his teeth.

Su Moliang looked down on his dowry, and he still excluded him openly and secretly, thinking that he was a dignified prince, and he had never suffered such anger.

Tutor Wu really couldn't get used to the prince's style of seeing no one in his eyes, and couldn't help but be sarcastic: "Hmph, it's the prince who should regret it." Because I was already planning to give her all my possessions as a dowry. So, whoever marries my apprentice is really rich!Nine Princes, you have earned it, remember to cherish Moliang girl!"

Tutor Wu finished angry with Nan Jinghuan, and turned his head to wink at Nan Qing proudly.

Su Moliang listened to this, looked at Tutor Wu's somewhat childish actions, and then looked at the expression of Nanjing's rejuvenating Qiqi smoke, Su Moliang laughed unkindly.

This Tutor Wu usually looks indifferent and serious, and when he speaks, he actually has the kung fu to kill people.

Looking at Nanjinghuan's alternating blue and black face, Su Moliang felt extremely relieved.

It's just that Wu Zhenxing planned to use all his belongings for her as a dowry, which made Su Moliang a little flattered.

Wu Zhenxing is in the academy, but he is famous for picking on the door, no matter who he is, he can't get his benefits, but he didn't expect to be so good to her that he has nothing to say.

Everyone was still a little envious of Su Yixue's love for Nan Jinghuan, gold, silver, jewelry, and satin cloth, but now listening to Wu Zhenxing say this, Su Yixue seems to be inferior to Su Moliang's fingers.

The peak of Danshi, plus all of Tutor Wu's belongings, tsk, even if the Nine Princes don't pay a penny, this property is also bullish.

When Nan Jinghuan saw this, he found that he had no proud capital, and said a little angrily: "Hmph, Su Moliang, Nanqing definitely doesn't have a dowry, so you want to use money to support a man, do you want to stick to Nanqingjue?"

In this world, a woman uses money to stick to a man, which is a thing that can only be done by being cheap, and Nan Jinghuan's words are a bit vicious.

At this time, Nan Qingjue, who had been silent for a long time, raised his phoenix eyes lightly, and his cold and cold gaze swept over Nan Jinghuan, and finally spoke: "Who said I didn't have a dowry?"

As soon as these words came out, the noisy surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Nanqingjue with bated breath.

Nan Jinghuan was also shocked by these words, his expression stiffened, and his face was even more embarrassed, could it be that this lame man really brought a dowry?

Just when everyone was curious and puzzled, Nan Qingjue's ice blue eyes stared at Su Moliang, and his tone was a little uncertain: "This king has also prepared a dowry, but I am afraid that I will not be able to enter Liang'er's eyes." โ€