Mrs. Mu's hand slapping Mu Qianqian's arm paused, and the cramp in her stomach reminded her that the useless little bitch humiliated her and defrauded her of her money, and she couldn't let it go.

Moreover, her husband had made appointments with many people at home, waiting for the trash to take the seventh-level plant therapist home with the fruit and sell it off.

"Mom." Mu Qianqian saw her mother's eyes rolling and her face changing endlessly. He couldn't help but call her and said his plan viciously: "We only have this afternoon. After today, the school will be closed."

It will be under closed management and no one will be allowed in."

"And you also said that His Highness Agares is not willing to register the marriage with her at all. His Majesty is using his privileges to pressure us. Our family has no choice but to let Jiang Si compete with His Highness Agares."

"His Highness originally wanted to divorce her. Knowing that she was flirting with others, even if Keer Xing was attacked by the Zerg again, as a man, he would put down everything and come back to capture her for divorce. As soon as they divorce, you take the opportunity to divorce her.

Take her home and lock her up."

"In order to be free, she will also bring out the hidden seventh-level plant therapist and exchange for her freedom. Then, not to mention her, even the seventh-level plant therapist will always be a guest in our home."

She did not directly say that as long as a seventh-level healer appeared in her house and imprisoned the healer, their family would become one of the top nobles in the Trojan Empire, and she would also become someone who wanted to marry him.

Brother Heze will also treat her as an eyeball.

Mrs. Mu was moved. The seventh-level plant therapist represented endless wealth and supreme status. Anyone who could be friends with him and own him was equivalent to possessing wealth and status.

"Okay, I'll fight. I'll blow out His Highness Agares's brain."

A dozen small boxes and a large food box were all moved into Agares' rest room.

There are two tones of black and white in the room, and there is nothing warm about it. Everything is stiff and cold. Only the box placed on the table seems to add a touch of color to the room.

There were more than a dozen people at the door, squatting in two rows. Half of them stared at the closed door, and the other half silently condemned Leia, who was squatting in the middle of the two rows.

Leia was alone scratching the ground and scratching her feet. He also wanted to eat the candy made by his wife, okay?

The guards in the distance looked at the lieutenants of the Hunting Legion with horror. One or two of them blocked the door of the commander.

What to do?

What to do?

Although the commander's combat prowess was abnormal, he chopped down alien beasts and tore apart the Zerg with his bare hands, but this situation looked too much like the lieutenants preparing to rebel.

The guards on guard had to put their hands on the laser guns on their waists defensively. As long as the lieutenants made any rash actions that were detrimental to the coach, they would be killed on the spot. They would never be allowed to hurt the coach, absolutely not.

Agares opened a small box, which contained a small jar of sugar cubes, a glass jar of dried lemons, a small jar of honey, and a bright yellow lemon.

He squinted his eyes and stared at it for a moment, then casually opened the big food box with his name on it.

Inside the big box, there was a piece of paper, vegetables, and two cans of candy. There were no dried lemons or lemons, which was different from theirs.

The dark eyes of His Highness the Commander glanced at the subordinate's box again, and his eyes rested on honey and dried lemon for the longest time.

It took so long that he unconsciously picked up the note. As soon as he unfolded it, the computer beeped. His hand holding the note tightened and then loosened. He checked that the note was okay, put down the note, and clicked on it.

Light brain video.

In the video, Mrs. Mu's eyes were red, her face was covered with tears, her wrists were twisted and swollen, and she saluted him: "Your Highness is well, please excuse me, Your Highness."

Agares sat upright and said distantly and coldly: "I wonder what's wrong with Mrs. Mu?"

Mrs. Mu wiped her tears with a handkerchief and confessed: "Your Highness, I am guilty. Please forgive me."

Agares looked at her with his dark eyes shining through his head, and stated expressionlessly: "Mrs. Mu, you are guilty, and it is up to the imperial law to judge you, not to be forgiven by me."
Chapter completed!