An Ziyang was about to get mad. An Ziyang was defeated, stood up and cursed: "You are a foe girl, a foe girl!"

A murderous aura flashed in Ouyang Yihan's cold eyes, and a sharp voice: "Prime Minister An, have you asked me to wait?"

An Ziyang had no choice but to kneel down again.

The families couldn't help laughing when they looked at An Ziyang's defeated look.

An Ziyang was very angry.

Ouyang Yihan deliberately made An Ziyang cripple and shook his sleeves domineeringly: "Apart from Prime Minister An, everyone else should get up!"

"His Royal Highness Xie Ning——"

Everyone except An Ziyang stood up.

An Ziyang was about to be angry...

Being defeated! Being defeated! Being defeated again!

An Yiruo put his hands on his chest and looked around without anyone else.

Shihe looked at her lady's majesty and smiled with relief: "Miss..."

An Yiruo clenched his fists, and the sound of bone dislocation in the silent hall was so invisible. An Yiruo helped Shihe up and looked around with cold eyes. An Yiruo turned his head and asked Shihe: "Shihe! Tell me the fuck, who made you like this!"

This time, An Yiruo was really angry, so he became so arrogant in public.

Shi He stood up with his sick body and waved his hand: "Miss, just do that! Shi He is fine."

An Yiruo was annoyed and shouted: "I am protecting you, just say it!"

Shi He was shocked by An Yiruo like this. Shi He really felt that her lady was getting stranger: "Yes... it's the second lady, the fourth lady, the aunt Liu and the others... and the third lady, the eldest lady, and their maids..."

An Yiruo was completely angry: "I don't mind slapping the whole audience!"

An Ziyang was also angry, stood up and shouted: "You nerd girl! He actually said such ruthless words!"

An Qing'er twisted her waist and stood up, hoping that Ouyang Yihan could pay attention to him. An Qing'er joked: "Does the whole audience be washed away? An Yiruo, just you, a waste person, will the whole audience be washed away?"

Is it waste? Ruoer or the people in the entire Beixuan Continent are wasteful.

Ouyang Yihan held An Yiruo in his arms and said in An Yiruo's ear: "Ruoer, keep calm."

When the girls saw Ouyang Yihan hugging An Yiruo, they were jealous and crazy, and their hatred for An Yiruo deepened again.

Your Highness Ning, the male god of the mainland! The target of the women’s heart-warming!

An Yiruo pushed Ouyang Yihan away: "I have my own sense of responsibility."

When the girls saw that An Yiruo actually pushed Ouyang Yihan away, they were so angry that a useless person was so arrogant that he pushed His Highness Ning away!

Ouyang Yihan just smiled dotingly.

An Yiruo's cold beautiful eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty smile: "Oh? Is that right? Sister Fourth? How do you know that I, a waste, cannot kill the whole audience? Is it because Sister Fourth wants to be my first dead soul today?" An Qing'er, since you are seeking death by yourself, why don't I do it?

An Yiruo is just a waste, and he is so arrogant!

You know, An Qing'er is a genius and a person who is the key to cultivating the An clan.

An Qing'er raised her buttocks like a brothel, threw a charming look at Ouyang Yihan, hoping to seduce Ouyang Yihan.

But Ouyang Yihan was unmoved at all and glared at An Qing'er in disgust.

All the girls laughed:

"Hahaha! That bitch An Qing'er actually wants to seduce our Prince Ning!"

"She doesn't even urinate and looks at her beauty!"
Chapter completed!