The strongest space princess is too rich

Chapter 132 135: You bear it, I can't bear it
"Who can bully, you say who can bully." Dexuan stepped forward and puffed his chest: "No matter how powerful you are, you still have to let the one above slaughter you. You said that if he casually gave the little girl to this Given that, you dare to resist?"

Old Hou Ye was startled.

Yu Yuanzhao beside him was also stunned.

Although Dexuan's words were a bit disrespectful, it was reasonable. Since the news of finding Wushuang was reported back to the capital, the emperor has been very concerned about this matter.

After all, he is a direct descendant of the Yu family, seeing that he has reached the marriageable age again, it is no wonder that the emperor is not thinking about it.

What would they do if they were given a marriage?
This is what Yu Wushuang was most worried about, so when she returned to the capital city, she had to take a dose of strong medicine. They said that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and she can be crazy enough if she wants to be crazy.

"You see your granddaughter being manipulated by others. You are a courtier with strong patience, but I can't bear it. My little apprentice went to Fenggu College with me. As long as the little girl doesn't like it, the king of heaven and my father will not be able to use it." Dexuan was very dragged , very domineering.

You can bear it, I can't bear it.

"I have already planned to submit my resignation and return home when I go back." Old Master Hou retorted.

"You... are you telling the truth?" Dexuan was suspicious.

"Of course it's true, so you don't have to worry about my granddaughter. As long as Wushuang is not willing, my old man can't let her suffer a little bit of grievance even if he dies." The old Hou said and pulled Yu Wushuang to his side .

Yu Wushuang looked at the two old men, saying that it would be a lie not to be moved, her heart was as warm as a small stove.

Dexuan wasn't being stubborn this time, but on the other hand, looking back at Old Hou Ye, the only words he had known for most of his life made him feel that they were still human.

"Master, you also know that I am a merciless lord. No matter how arrogant the people in the capital city can be, how can they be so arrogant? As the saying goes, officials crush people to death. If you can't beat them, use your status to crush them to death."

Of course, status is also a good thing, and it must be used when it should be used.

"That makes sense, little apprentice, then you can go. Master will go back to the academy tomorrow to tidy up and see if we can temporarily move the academy to the capital city." Dexuan nodded, rubbing his chin with his fingers, as if he was already thinking about how to move it.

"I'm afraid it's not easy to move such a big academy..."

Can you please stop?

"It's easy to move, there's nothing in the academy, and your senior brothers can carry it all by memorizing."

Yu Wushuang: "..."

She really wondered what Peak and Valley College was like.

"Are you rich?" Old Hou Ye couldn't help but ask.

Dexuan's fingers touching his chin paused, then raised his head slowly, and smiled immediately: "Although I don't have any money, I have you, brother."

"puff."

Yu Wushuang really couldn't hold back, the relationship between master and grandpa turned out to be brothers, no wonder the relationship is 'deep'

"Get out, get out quickly." Old Hou Ye shook his hands, even looking at it was annoying.

"Be stingy." Dexuan curled his lips.

Near noon, many people gathered around the gate of the Song Mansion, the most conspicuous ones were the disciples of Peak Valley College, not to mention how reluctant they were to see their little junior sister leaving.

Yu Wushuang got on the carriage after saying goodbye to them.

The carriage moved slowly.

"Little apprentice, wait for Master. Master will go to the capital city to find you in a few days."

"Junior Sister, take care of yourself."

"Junior Sister, have a safe journey."

"Junior Sister, let's go all the way..." Wu Shan waved his little hand, crying his nose and tears, and when he said these words, he immediately received a lot of stares.

"Will you speak?"

"Come on, cry like a funeral... Hey, who hit me?" Zhang Heng covered his head, his eyes swept angrily.

(End of this chapter)