Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

“Next time you break into her room, I'll break your leg.” Thirteen turns around and looks cold at Michelle's evil ass, "isn't your ass a little hot? ”

“No, no...” Michelle was so depressed, this girl would intimidate him. Next time he won't be so curious, he leans toward the face of the country.

Cover your face and prepare to leave. Be sure to teach the girl a few tricks when you find a chance to deal with the boy.

“There, catch.” Thirteen hands threw, and a bottle fell on Michelle's hand.

Michelle pinched the bottle and said depressingly: “Another old trick, punching a sweet date. ”

“As long as it works.” Thirteen replied coldly.

The next day, the flower elf divination hall lined up a long line early in the morning, and after a day of population spreading, the people who came to Muhammad are now far behind.

Because there are too many people, Mo Ziting Ling machine moves, he sends everyone a number card, and the number turns to divination, but her initiative has caused a lot of dissatisfaction.

“The king is more than a hundred, and he only occupies ten people every day. When do we have to wait? This is no good. The king suggests that everyone bid. The highest price is the first to divine. How about that?” A fat lord with a big stomach stool was almost a hundred, and a lot of people were attached to him.

There are people in the crowd who are happy and sad, but in the end everyone spontaneously agrees with Fat Master, who makes this Fat Master famous and unreasonable King Lou? I think it must be very experimental to think that a thousand year old prince has come to visit this flower fairy divination hall, so everyone has acquiesced in the price increase.

By the time Hua Yuman arrived, Mo Ziting had identified ten people and collected two pieces of silver in advance. This King Lu had spent 10,000 taels to divine, so Hua Yuman couldn't help but look at him once more.

This King Lou, as rumored, had a round head, a few balls in his stomach, some wheezing on his foot, and sitting on the chair of the divination hall was like making a giant Mileva.

“Master of flowers, my wife has many concubines, and she is worthy of life. The king wonders why I do not have a son, which taboo of God has been violated?” Even though King Lu is unreasonable, he also goes straight and doesn't bend.

His voice had just fallen, all the petals on the wall floated into the air, floating in front of King Lou, not waiting for Hua Yuman to talk, King Lou had stretched out to grab a petal.

Hua Yuman shook his head gently. He was a greedy man, recalling his petals. She silenced for a moment and immediately got the answer.

“Can you accept the truth?” Huayuman asked, with a peaceful tone, but also surprisingly serious.

“Yes, Master Florist.” Thinking of his cousin King Lu, he had no children under his knees and no idea how many people had made fun of him privately. He has adopted a number of adopted children for this purpose, but it is certainly not his own child.

“You have no children in your life, but there is a daughter, about seventeen years old, born to your married wife, who is still alive. ”

King Lou obviously did not believe, “Master Flower Language, you are mistaken. The child in that bitch's belly was not mine. After the birth of the child, the King also dripped blood and tested it. There can be no mistake. ”

“My Fancy Elf doesn't travel, the kid has a birthmark under his back, and if I'm not mistaken, you should have a similar birthmark under your back. Besides, when you go back, you can ask the child for another blood test. This time, don't fake someone else's hand and do it yourself. ”