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"I guess it must be you."
"You said yes."
Ling Weifeng suddenly slammed into the scorpion prince Gu Huaili, and some sulking.
"The emperor is so powerful, the power is really big."
The power of the royal family is really too big.
She suddenly felt the gap between herself and her prince.
Lingjia and Luojia, fighting for so many years, have always been equally divided, who can not help who.
But in the eyes of the royal family, those struggles are just children playing with them.
He has not taken over the royal family yet, and he can easily ruin a Luo family.
How deep is the foundation of the royal family!
Ling Weifeng suddenly gave birth to a sense of frustration, and he said that he was right.
In front of him, she is really just Cinderella.
Looking at her look like this, the Emperor Gu feels funny.
"In the future, you are the royal hostess, the power of the royal family, your power."
Is she too boring?
Actually tangled with these.
His is her, and when she gets married, she can do everything, and she can be the master.
"Yu Huang, you said if... I mean if we want to get married in the future, will Snow and the Emperor Huang be opposed? After all, we are not right."
She used to think that the Ling family was equipped with the royal family.
However, the longer she stayed with her sister-in-law, the more she found the gap between the Ling family and the royal family.
Lingjia is far from being a royal family. It is not a family at all.
If the door is right, the prince of the prince should be a woman like Ou Aiqi.
That is the real door to the right.
The emperor’s son is simply speechless. What happened to her today? The net is to think about some problems that do not exist at all.
"What are you talking about, what if, we will definitely get married in the future, and if so."
He suddenly took a shot of her ass to show disciplinary action.
This sentence is wrong and must be punished.
After the fight, some reluctant, hands on her ass, gently squatting.
Ling Weifeng’s face is full of red.
fall!
She was actually being spanked, and how did he feel the color of his action?
Is she thinking about it?
Quickly patted his hand, Ling Weifeng blushes and screams at him.
The emperor’s heart was moved, and suddenly he came over and took a sip on her lips.
Then laughed. "I found that you are bored today. I always think about something that doesn't exist. Have you forgotten my mother's standard for my daughter-in-law? She just ordered the death and asked me to find a wife like you." Give her, and, we have a marriage contract."
How could his parents disagree, she is joking.
In fact, his parents are very open-minded people. They never reluctantly marry him in marriage.
Although his somewhat rigorous father is always showing his marriage, he is asked to find his fiancée.
But the final decision is in his hands.
Yanhuang Town did not force him to blame.It can be seen from the things of Ou Aiqi, although Yan Huangzhen hopes that he can marry the big family, but if he does not agree, Yanhuang Town will not force him.
The royal family is strong enough, and the strong alliance can certainly take it to the next level.
But there is no strong marriage, and the royal family will not be jealous.
Ling Weifeng is still a little unhappy, she does not know why, anyway, the Luo family, her feelings are quite deep.
More and more, the gap between her and her prince is far and far.
The Luo family’s affairs have been raging for more than a month.
And Zhou Meige, who also took a break from school for more than a month, didn't know why.
What Ling Weifeng can't think of is that after more than a month, Zhou Meige will meet her alone.
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