"Ahem." Prime Minister Wen Baiyan, who was standing in the middle, coughed twice and glanced sharply at his two talkative daughters. Their expressions changed and they quickly covered their mouths to silence, but they stared at them resentfully.
Wen Xining.
Wen Boyan withdrew his gaze, looked at the people who had already walked in front of them, knelt down first and saluted, "Old minister, I pay my respects to the prince and princess."
Even though the people behind him were reluctant to do so, the master had already saluted him. How could they dare to neglect him? They quickly knelt down and said, "May the prince live a thousand years, may the princess be blessed."
Wow, she actually forgot about the distinction between superiority and inferiority in ancient times. Even though they are her elders, the people around her are princes and she is the princess, so...
Hahaha, it’s cool, it’s so fucking cool.
Wen Xining looked at the group of people kneeling in front of him with cold eyes, and felt extremely proud. Hum, I will kneel you to death, I will kneel you to death, it is best not to get up for the rest of my life.
She turned to look at Beitang Shuo next to her, and saw that he was also looking at the people kneeling on the ground with a look of enjoyment. After receiving her gaze, he suddenly blinked mischievously and said in her ear: "They talk ill of women.
, Shuoer asked them to kneel, hee hee..."
After saying that, he ignored the kneeling people, took Wen Xining's hand, and walked straight towards the door in a swagger, leaving everyone in Wen Xiang's family stunned.
Wen Xining smiled, this fool finally did something that made her happy.
"Hey, Your Majesty, this..." Uncle Fu, who was following them, was anxious. He had explained this to the Prince before coming here. Why did he forget it again now?
Uncle Fu, who had no choice but to bend down and help Wen Boyan up, said apologetically: "Master, please get up quickly. Your Majesty, he doesn't know the rules. Don't take it personally."
Standing up with Uncle Fu's hand, Wen Boyan dusted off the dust on his sleeves, covered up the embarrassment on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Of course I won't argue with Prince Shuo."
Uncle Fu knew that he must be very unhappy when he said this, so he quickly said a few more words of apology, and then presented the gift list in his hand.
Wen Boyan glanced coldly at the door-goers who had loaded several cars, and signaled for people to start moving their things.
Several people got up one after another and kept complaining. Wen Xiting rubbed her knees and looked at the two people approaching the door. She gritted her teeth and said: "A fool actually wants to come to my Prime Minister's Mansion to stage a show. What the hell?"
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Wen Xiruo also echoed from the side: "That's right, we only saluted him to show his face, but we actually kicked our noses and hit our eyes."
After being helped up by them, Lin Qiao, wife of Prime Minister Wen, patted the hands of her two daughters and comforted them: "Okay, okay, you are just a fool and a bitch. We will take revenge later."