Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Old Lady Murong sneered: “So what are you doing? Don't tell me you've lived so long at your age, but you're still a child today. ”

The Emperor snapped his lips: “As you know, the Cloud Mirror Academy is about to open, but there are not a few better seedlings this year. ”

“This year I want to pull people directly into the land and grow it better, cheaper than pulling people at Cloud Mirror Academy. ”

The words of the Emperor changed the face of the Emperor and looked at him obliquely: “Your face is getting thicker. ”

Forget the guy who dug up the corner. What's with the disgusting tone? Do you want to fight?

“So it's a joke, a piece of crap that you think is talented? The more you live, the blinder you become.” Old Lady Murong can't believe their bullshit.

Neither the Cloud Mirror Academy nor the government are short enough to rob people like this.

There are plenty of people who rush to their head.

That's cheating on her wife as a fool.

“Such a waste can be such a powerful force that it is absolutely unique. ”

“I think this kind of waste will only be cultivated in the Cloud Mirror Academy, so why not come to our place. ”

“Enough!” Lady Murong drank strongly: “I can't come to my Murong Mansion for any reason. Should I ask your father to discipline you? ”

The Emperor stayed in the voice, took two steps back, looked at the Emperor beside her, if you have the ability to make a scene in front of her.

Silent provocation, less lip grin: “Madame is wrong to keep pressing my father. ”

“What can I do to you if you kidnap my precious granddaughter? ”

“Isn't that her makeover?” It is a great honor not to feel ashamed to go into their land, and no one in general can give him any thought.

He could see that this southern condescension had a somewhat unclear relationship with the Shao Dynasty and Wan Wang.

If you let her into the dungeons, are you afraid there's nothing to play with?

“My Murong people, have they been robbed by your local government, or have they been transformed?” Old Lady Murong smiled coldly and she knew that the boy was becoming more and more disobedient.

I'm a little sorry if I want to smoke my brother's son.

“Auntie, we are all a family, the land is bigger than Murong, come to us without loss. ”

“Now that she has answered herself, the wife cannot repent in front of all the masters, but her concentration must remain in the Murong Mansion. ”

“Whatever. The family can talk. ”

Gu Beilu walked away and could still hear their conversation. They really enjoyed the conversation, and the Emperor and Young Master behaved like grandchildren.

She asked the ghost somewhat puzzlingly: "Why are these people so afraid of your grandmother? ”

When faced with Murong barn keys, they were still high and had no respect at all.

“Grandmother's identity is noble, the local lord is her brother, the imperial lord is her master, so...”

“It turns out that Shao Ting and Shao Zheng are also soft and afraid of hard people! ”

“That was an obstacle to grandmother's identity, and Murong's achievements today depended on her. ”

It turns out, then this old Murong Lady is in trouble, no wonder Nan condescending to hug her thigh.

“Grandma seems to like you very much.” Murong's ghost said.

Gu Beilu nodded: “Well, I think she's a reasonable person. ”

For the first time in this world, there is a man who can solve things by nagging.