Wanyang next to him could no longer calm down and rushed to the stage like a fire.

"Young Master Leng, don't be deceived by her. She is a woman who has been divorced. How can you...?"

Leng Wushuang's eyes turned cold, she grabbed Wanyang, who was swaying at the claws, and said angrily: "This is my business, you don't have to worry about it."

Ning Si's expression turned cold, and she could no longer laugh when she looked at the excited Princess Wanyang.

These women are all acting experiences. They also have a smiley greeting in front of them. They start to reveal the scars when they turn their faces. It's so terrifying...

"No matter who I am, I am your princess. I was born with the same roots, so why are we too anxious to fight each other..."

"Wanyang, retreat..."

"Father, I..."

It was not until Jiaoyang went on the stage to pull it up that Wanyang went down embarrassedly, and she still glared at Ning Si after she was about to finish her life.

Whispered: "You and enjoy your gift..."

"You haven't answered me yet?"

Ning Si was really embarrassed and looked at Mo Ying helplessly, but he didn't expect that he was standing aside with his hands.

"Sister Wushuang, I..."

"I don't force you to marry me, I just want you to give me a chance to take care of you."

Such a humble and warm request made Ning Sizhu burst into tears.

"Oh, why are you saying so sensational? I didn't say I wouldn't agree..."

Ning Si reached out to receive Leng Wushuang's gift, but Mo Ying held her wrist.

"No answer."

"Moying?"

"Brother!"

One looked angry, the other was calm and composed.

Princess Pingyang's face was flushed and her cough continued.

Jiaoyang patted Pingyang on the back, "Sister, be your own body."

The civil and military officials looked at this posture, not only did not look nervous, but looked at Ning Si with great interest.

"Princess, the young owner of the Leng family and Lord Mo are both first-class young talents. The princess is about to make an idea..."

The sound waves were higher and higher, and Ning Si's face turned red.

Damn, this is not a birthday celebration with me, this is coming to watch the show.

Ning Si looked at her father and mother in the distance and was waiting for her choice with hope.

Ning Si stood still, like a clutch of claws, looking at the sacks that kept wriggling.

Ning Si was shocked and pulled out the long sword from Bei Mingyan's waist.

Snap...

The rare treasures in the sack were displayed in everyone's eyes.

Li Yan, with messy hair and a bruised nose, looked straight at the gorgeous Ning Si.

The look seemed to be able to swallow everything, Ning Si couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Ning Si's mind turned into a ball of paste.

His whole body trembled and pointed at Li Yan who was tied up, "Brother, is this a great gift from you and your father to me?"

"You have suffered so much in the ancient country, all because of this person. As your royal brother, I will definitely seek justice for you."

Ning Si stamped her feet in anger, ignored Leng Wushuang and Mo Ying, stared at Li Yan's face fiercely, wishing she could poke a hole in him.

"But you shouldn't just choose the day you give it to..."

"Ning'er doesn't need to be angry. The children of the grassland do not have the squeaky attitudes of the Han people. Although you did not worship this kid, everyone in the world knows that you are husband and wife, just a ceremony. When he was cruel to drive you out, you will vent your anger today. Look, the father has prepared a divorce letter for you, and then..."

Floatingly, a piece of paper fell into Ning Si's hands.

Father, you always think very thoughtful.
Chapter completed!