The Anarchic Consort Chapter 48: Promise to choose concubine

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"Ajue, I have to remind you that you are still the prince of the Dragon Empire!" Don't pretend to be too much, he will not digest well after watching it, and even the cold hair will tremble.

Bai Li Jiajue cast a glance at him, and returned to the cold and abstinence before him, and then walked out of the ancestral hall.

Nangong Lie looked around, "Speaking of which, where did that girl go? Why didn't she come back for so long."

The college students outside the ancestral hall are all resting. When a girl heard Nangonglie's words, she replied shyly: "The son asked, but that Helian Weiwei?"

"Huh? You know?" Nangong Lie curled his lips and smiled like water.

The girl’s face was ruddy and soft and said: “Someone just saw that Murong Shizi sent a young man to look for her. She should have gone to the business school to make an appointment. After all, she has liked Murong Shizi for so long. When talking about being hard-hearted, the queen will find ways to get back together. If the son wants to find her, he can go to the business school to see."

Bali Jiajue's slender fingers paused and listened quietly, without a trace of expression on his face.

"Since it's a reunion, it's not good for us to bother." Nangong Lie leaned back and smiled: "What am I talking about, **** and indulgence! This girl is a good trick."

Hearing that, the scrap iron that Baili Jiajue held in his hand was slightly stagnant, and the iron body broke the layers of lines.

Nangonglie looked at him strangely: "Ajue?"

"Yeah." Baili Jiajue responded indifferently, with a cold expression on his face.

Nangonglie touched the bridge of his nose. I don't know why, he always feels that Ajue was so angry just now?

Bai Li Jiajue didn't pay any attention to him anymore, and his slender figure quickly disappeared into the dusk of the courtyard that he slowly stepped out of.

"His Royal Highness." After no one, the shadow passed the treetops and fell to the ground with one knee.

The eyes of Bailijiajue swept across the kneeling people on the ground slightly, and the corner of his mouth was icy: "Go and inform the royal troops and wait for the main hall at the foot of the mountain."

"Yes!" The shadow paused, before lowering his gaze to take his command, and a trace of surprise passed through his eyes. His Royal Highness has been playing hide-and-seek with the Supreme Emperor for several days, but now he has the royal troops waiting at the foot of the mountain.

This is... agreed to choose a concubine? ? ?

Sunset, a business house with people coming and going.

The young man dressed up like a scholar, raised his chin slightly to look at Helian Weiwei, as if he had given her a lot of face when he came to see her: "Helian Weiwei, my master said, he can do the same thing before. Forget about the past, but you, think about it, this marriage retires, but there is no room for rotation."

"Are you finished?" Helian Weiwei's face was cold and her tone was not fast or slow: "When you are finished, just get out."

This little servant is no stranger to her. She has been with Murong Changfeng all the year round. She always considers herself superior. She never polite when she sees famous ladies. Let her say that she is used to it!

"You, you!" Xiaosi has never been so angry, whoever sees him is not polite, he represents the face of Prince Murong Mansion, this woman is so not afraid of him to put it in his eyes, before She wants to chase after herself everywhere, and ask him to bring news to the young master, but now she is letting him go!

"Murong Weiwei, don't regret it!" The young man gritted his teeth and left angrily.

Helian Weiwei took out her ears with disapproval, and swept her eyes over the people watching the theater around her. With one hand in her pocket, she stepped into the street with an unchanging expression, lazy and free.

"Chichichichi, these people really don't open their eyes." Yuan Ming's voice is as arrogant as ever.

Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "Are you awake? It seems that your vitality has recovered well."

"If you play a few more games, I will be better than I am now." Yuan Ming licked the corner of his lips, his face bloodthirsty.

Helian Weiwei stroked the ancient book in her hand, and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I have already thought about who to put blood."

Yuan Ming looked at the devilish smile of the girl in front of him, his thin lips slightly hooked.

Taibai Academy, you never imagined that the deity will come back hundreds of years from now!

"What did you say?" Murong Changfeng heard the news that the young man reported back, and the tea cup in his hand was almost deformed.

The young man is angrily: "That woman who doesn't know good or bad actually let the little boy go, Master, not a little talkative, such a woman, even if you are kind, it is in vain."

Murong Changfeng was upset at first. Now, after listening to Xiao Si's words, his chest is like a stone pressed, and he feels a little suffocated. He really didn't expect that he had the intention to ask for peace, and that woman actually did. Will reject him!

Fuck!

Murong Changfeng severely broke the tea cup in his hand.

All the agitated water splashed on the young man's face, and the young man was taken aback in fright, and his pale face didn't dare to say any more.

Murong Changfeng took a deep breath, with a look of contempt on his face: "You are right, you don't know good and bad women, it's not worthy of the kindness of the son."

He originally wanted to take her to see his father, but since she can't get up to the table like this, then forget it.

I just fell in love with the Supreme Master, and I really thought what I could do on my own.

He is not in a hurry, one day she will come back and beg him!

Murong Changfeng looked sideways at the young man: "Is your father here?"

"The prince has already arrived, and he is talking to the masters. Come here when he finishes speaking." Xiao Si's voice fell off,

King Murong walked in. He was dressed in Chinese court clothes and was full of riches and compelling. He saw his son, then

Only a few smiles appeared on the serious face: "Feng'er."

"Father." Murong Changfeng quickly stood up.

King Murong pressed his shoulders: "It's a good job. The masters just pulled this king and praised you for a while."

"It's just flattery." Murong Changfeng's cold and handsome profile did not change a bit.

What King Murong liked was the arrogance of Aiko: "Okay, Feng'er is right, but it's just flattery. I

I came here this time because I was afraid that it would be difficult for you to maintain a calm mind. Now that you are so calm, I am pleased to be a father. By the way, Master Tutian, why didn't I see him in the academy this time. "

"The master is still looking for the genius he met in the Phoenix Building that day." Murong Changfeng squeezed his palm: "I don't know what kind of person the other party is, so he made the master so concerned, even I came to Taibai Academy. , He didn't even show up."

King Murong lowered his eyes and said, “It doesn’t matter who the opponent is. Although it’s rare to be a martial artist, don’t forget Fenger. The ultimate thing you have to do is find a way to find the Soul Army , And then, become one of them, the martial artist is just a springboard for you to enter the battle spirit army."

"Don't worry, father, I have never forgotten what you said." When Murong Changfeng raised his eyes again, his face was already inevitable!

King Murong nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to stroke his beard: "Feng'er, have you ever heard of the old man Mingxiang of the Three Dynasties?"