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146 The old white face of the servant of Israel

Everyone in the Hua family was blushing with anger, and Mrs. Hua almost fainted with anger. At this moment, Hua Ling suddenly retreated from her previous fierceness, covering her lips with a handkerchief and crying.

"I just wanted to have a father, but I didn't expect to get in the way of people like you! Isn't it a great achievement to be a Yongxiu cultivator in the southern border of Western Chu?"

In one sentence, this pot of blood directly rose to the relationship between the two countries, and Hua Yi instantly gained confidence: "Lin Shoufu, if you continue to be aggressive, I will give you a copy tomorrow morning. If there is discord between the two countries, you

He is the culprit!"

"Why is there discord?" Lin Chu looked curious: "Isn't Miss Hua's operation just to reunite the eldest prince consort with the empress of Southern Xinjiang? Your family will only be happy when they reunite in Southern Xinjiang. If everything goes as expected and there is still discord, could it be because of the eldest son-in-law?

The prince-in-law’s service is not comfortable enough? Or is it that after many years, the prince-in-law’s appearance is no longer as handsome as before?”

Lin Chu looked at Hua Yi and said seriously: "You have to have confidence in yourself!"

Lin Shoufu curled his lips and smiled when he heard this, looking at Lin Chu with fondness. Hua Yi held his breath in his throat and... couldn't argue. Don't think he didn't understand, this guy said he was a seductress.

Old white face!

"Xiao Chu is right." Lin Shoufu took advantage of the situation and added: "The empress has a noble status and it is difficult to have a concubine. Since the old lady hates the Princess Protector so much, then please ask the eldest prince consort to make peace with her. This is the way to go.

It’s the best of both worlds and everyone enjoys it!”

"You don't have to be shy, Prince Consort." He looked at Hua Yi, with a faint smile on his lips and teeth: "I will explain this matter to the Emperor for you tomorrow, you just have to wait patiently to be the groom."

Then he patted Hua Yi on the shoulder: "Congratulations to the great prince-in-law, you are still going strong!"

Hua Yi's face turned black, what this old man said was definitely not good!

"You don't have to wait until tomorrow, I will order He Lishu to be delivered later!"

The woman's slightly weak voice suddenly came, and everyone saw that Duanmuyan had woken up at some point. She still leaned on the back of the chair and did not move, her lips were as white as paper, and her eyes looked at the flowers, but they were cold: "Big

Please ask Hua Bian to repair the plaque on the Prince Consort’s House and don’t forget to replace it.”

"You rebellious girl, how can you talk to me like this!" Hua Yi frowned.

"The editor had better agree to divorce. Anyway, the emperor's uncle will definitely listen to me in the end. But there is no guarantee what I will say in front of him."

The flower also had a red complexion and was breathing heavily.

"The emperor's uncle gave me the name Duanmuhe. I used to be ashamed that I could not have the same surname as my father. Now I realize that my uncle is the one with great wisdom. Because the word "flower" is not worthy of appearing in my life!"

"Father." Duanmuhe smiled with hooked lips, as clean and bright as spring dew and autumn frost, but like looking at flowers in the mist, there is always a layer between them: "This is the last time I call you this. From now on, weddings and funerals have nothing to do with you!"

The woman slowly turned her body sideways and gave Lin Chu a vain smile: "Brother Chu, let's go."

"Stop!"

No one would have thought that Hua Ling would suddenly let out a soft drink, gathering up her distant mountain daisy, her teeth biting her glossy red lips, with a slightly sad look on her face.

"He is your father, and everyone in this hall is your closest relative and elder. You actually speak to everyone in such a tone, are you worthy of being a child?!"

The woman's voice was fragile and wary, and her cold eyes glared with no concealment of her sharpness. She was originally as delicate and lovely as a girl, but at this moment, unimaginable power burst out from her slender body.

Everyone was shocked.


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