"What does King Ning mean is that he wants the second lady of my dignified town to go to your house as a concubine?"

The daughter of his Zhenguo Duke is actually going to be a lowliest concubine?

What a slap in the face!

Dignified?

Oh, look, what joke he's heard. Zhen Guogong, he really looks up to his own identity.

Yuan'er is so good, they Ning Wangfu, so many women with noble status and innocent family backgrounds, are vying to marry in, Guogong Mansion, especially today's Guogong Mansion, heh, what is it? She said that Yun'er married in is Gao Pan!

"Guogong, this is inappropriate, you must also know that this woman's preciousness lies in the word innocence, these two young ladies ......"

"King Ning, don't forget who ruined my daughter's innocence!"

Yan Zheng's eyes were full of fierceness, and his red eyes were staring at King Ning, as well as the prince who was standing not far away and was a shrunken turtle.

"Guogong, don't you know it?"

King Ning's eyes lit up, looking at Yan Zheng, whose face was instantly flushed, and the smile on his face was full of pride.

His unsuccessful daughter!

What a self-depravity!

Now that he's been taken to death, what can he do as a father?!

"Look at what King Ning said, but he really picked himself up, who is the culprit, don't you know?

Yan Zheng snorted coldly.

He hasn't even pursued them for murdering the concubines of other countries' mansions!

Since the two of them are about the same as half a catty to eight taels, who can laugh at whom?

The ministers all raised their eyebrows, looking at them in surprise, the implication of the words, they didn't understand, but it didn't prevent them from watching the excitement.

Shengshang squinted at them coming and going, and he didn't stop it, he naturally knew what they were talking about, a mouthful of hair from a dog bite a dog, I haven't seen Zhen Guogong like this for a long time, but it's also extremely interesting.

"Hehe, Guogong is right, Yuan'er is also wrong. He lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, "In this way, we also want to be the sons and daughters' families, this noisy and noisy is hurtful and angry, and it also makes everyone see the joke, and it makes the saint unhappy, so it's better to ......."

He smiled happily and arched his hand, "I still ask the Holy Lord to make a decision, the Holy Lord Chrysostom will definitely deal with it properly." ”

"I beg the Holy Lord's ruling. ”

The voice followed.

"Hmm......" Sheng Shang sat up slightly straighter, "Although this incident is an accident, both parties are responsible, and it can't be said that the second lady is innocent." ”

"What the Holy One said is very true. ”

King Ning chimed in.

"That being the case, I thought it would be better to marry Miss Yan Er as a side room. But in the future, after King Ning inherits the throne, it depends on her own whether she can be a side concubine. ”

"What do you think of such a judgment?"

The Holy Dragon swept his eyes and looked at the people in the audience with a smile.

"Holy Wisdom. ”

King Ning and Zhen Guogong took the lead, and everyone responded in unison.

"It's good if the two families are satisfied. ”

The sleeves of the saint's shirt were flipped up, and he lay down again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is there anything else to do?"

The father-in-law shouted again with a sharp voice.

"Holy ......"

"Oh?"

Shengshang's half-squinted eyes looked down the stage again, and the sharp essence flashed, and the color of boredom was hidden.

"Is there anything else that the Duke of Guo said, or is he satisfied with what I just said?"

"Holy ......"

Yan Zheng hurriedly leaned down, "Even if it is to give Wei Chen great courage, Wei Chen does not dare to question the decision of the Holy Lord! Besides, the Holy Lord is already extremely considerate of the Holy Minister, how can Wei Chen not know what to do, and now it is too late to be grateful, how can he be dissatisfied with the Holy Lord's decision?"

He had a sincere look in his eyes and an extremely sincere attitude.

Sitting high, the saint hummed softly, and his attitude softened slightly.

"It's just that Weichen is bold, and there is a reluctant request. ”

"Yan Qingjia, let's talk about it. ”

The Holy One is in a bad mood right now.

Everyone in the audience knows it.

Some ministers who have a good relationship with Yan Zheng sweat for him in their hearts.

"Holy Lord, yesterday's events had a great impact on the little girl's words, and she is ...... now"

Yan Zheng sighed, "When she went back last night, it was a white silk hanging beam, thanks to the timely discovery of the next person, which did not cause trouble, and now, lying in bed sick, she is even more noisy to withdraw from the marriage, saying that if she does not withdraw from the marriage, she will hang herself......"

"There's really no way to do it. ”

Yan Zheng's eyes were red, and his voice was choked.

A big man, or a big man who has read thousands of sails, is now red-eyed in public, and this scene cannot but be said to make people empathize.

Who doesn't have a heart and liver baby, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of losing it, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting? If they are angry to such an extent one day, how can they not feel distressed?

The person sitting on top of the high seat was silent, and Ning Yuan behind the crowd was also silent.

Yan Zhuo actually hung a beam for him?

He lowered his head, and there was some snickering joy in his heart, which showed that she also cared about him, and now he was angry with her? He suddenly felt that there was a play, and some colorful hopes were born in his gray heart.

"Yanqing's family, you love your daughter very much, I can understand. It's just that I still have to think about the divorce. ”

"Holy ......"

The words are mournful, and their emotions are moving.

It's just that tenderness has to meet tenderness, and it depends on the talent to complain. Obviously, the person in front of him is not a sympathetic one.

"The Qing family doesn't need to say much, I will think about it. ”

The saint was clean-faced, and obviously did not want to say more, so he strode out with great strides.

"Retreat~"

"Congratulations to the Holy One~"

Yan Zheng's eyes were full of bitterness, he lowered his head and said respectfully.

After scattering, the ministers walked out loosely.

Yan Zheng's steps were heavy, and the whole person was extremely depressed.

"Brother Yan, I still persuade Miss Yan to look away. Now, I don't know how many people want to marry Yuan'er and don't have a chance, your family, but it occupies two places at once, ouch, don't be in the blessing and don't know the blessing! hahaha......"

The arrogant laughter was scattered far away.

Yan Zheng clenched his fists, and the hatred in his heart was about to devour him.

He is a martial artist, and what he is used to and likes to use most is his fists, but now he can't, he is suppressing the true qi and spiritual power in his body and calming his mind.

His father is incompetent and can't fight for anything for his daughter, but Zhuo'er's marriage, no matter what, he must quit for her!

King Ning's family, King Ning's son, are all despicable and shameless villains. He is not worthy of his burning child at all.

The bluestone pavement is layered on top of each other, and Yan Zheng's gaze is distant and unfocused.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, lighting up the somewhat dim skylight, and gradually, the orange sun black leaped into the sky, reflecting the rubble eaves of the palace in gold. The crimson morning glow, like the face of a shy woman, is extremely lovely.