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Chapter 32

"Shh! Lower your voice!" Xiao Tongzhou's expression completely changed.

This is the emperor's biological sister and the queen mother's biological daughter.

It would be disrespectful if such comments in public reached the ears of the Emperor.

It doesn't matter that you, an old guy, are facing the emperor. Anyway, you only have a false reputation. Their grandfather and grandson all have official positions. Once they are held accountable, the consequences will be disastrous.

He waved his hands in panic: "Brother Bufan, please lower your voice... These are all hearsay and cannot be believed!"

Ling Bufan curled his lips and widened his eyes angrily: "Shit! Even my dog ​​knows about this kind of thing, and he still hears about it..."

Xiao Tongzhou was ashamed: "Brother Bufan, you can't say that, it's just a matter of what others say... Look, your third young master has been said to be worthless by others, but what about the reality? I think it's pretty good..."

"boom!"

"Crash..."

Two coherent voices came from the inner hall, causing the two of them to stand up in shock.

Xiao Tongzhou was stunned: "What is the sound?"

Ling Bufan was quite gloating: "It seemed like the sound of your table being lifted..."

"Ling Luoyu, how dare you hit me..." A roar came from the inner hall.

Xiao Tongzhou: "..."

It's Ling Luoyu again, does this mean it's not over yet?!

I don’t know who blindly provoked her again. Didn’t she know that Ling Bufan, this calf-protecting thing, was sitting here?!

Today’s wedding banquet is a complete fun!

Inner hall.

A person's circle of friends shows the person's personality and strength.

Ling Luoyu's circle of friends are all dandies in the capital, and anyone who is a little ambitious will not get involved with her.

Xiao Yong's friends are all positive and good young people.

Looking at the table full of people, they are all filled with strong tendons and dark skin. When Ling Luoyu sits there, he is like a white swan squatting in a pheasant nest. He is not the same color at all.

Xiao Yong slapped Ling Luoyu's shoulder heavily with his hand, and said with a smile: "Everyone, this is Ling Sanshao, everyone must have heard of it, right?!"

"Hmph! I've heard that the grandson of the Grand Duke is like thunder..." The speaker's name is Jiang Mu. His father is a riding general. He is only fifteen years old and has the seventh level of human nature.

He looked Ling Luoyu up and down, then approached him darkly, pretending to be mysterious.

"I heard that a few days ago, **** and Fang Cheng were fighting over an actor, and they had a falling out, and he even beat him half to death..."

Ling Luoyu smiled calmly: "Yes! That's why I beat him half to death just now..."

Looking at her like that, she seemed to feel quite honored.

Jiang Mu was speechless for a moment and sat back speechlessly.

"Look, what are you doing?" A high-pitched voice sounded from behind Ling Luoyu: "What's wrong with a group of vulgar men bullying Ling Sanshao?"

There was no need to look back, Ling Luoyu already knew who the person behind him was.

This person is a relative of the Queen Mother. His ancestors were granted a hereditary title because of their meritorious service in pacifying wars and chaos, just like Ling Bufan, the brave Grand Duke.

Jiang Mu suppressed a smile on his face: "Prince Qi, we didn't bully him..."

With a strong smell of powder, Prince Qi lowered his butt, squeezed Jiang Mu away, and sat down next to Ling Luoyu.

"Bah! If you dare to do something but don't admit it, what kind of man are you... You are not as good as Third Young Master Ling... Third Young Master, if these people dare to bully you in the future, just tell me, and I will make the decision for you...

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