surnamed Wang

Looking at Nanmen Fuqing's expression, Wang Gingquan really couldn't bear to hurt this woman, but he also understood that in this age of etiquette, for a woman to say such words, she has made a great determination. Continuing to procrastinate will only make the other party hurt more.

Wang Gingquan was ruthless, and solemnly said:
"Miss Nanmen, whether you believe it or not, I am no longer the man I was back then. As for the jokes I made at that time, I would like to apologize to you here. There is no relationship between me and the girl..."

"enough!"

Behind Wang Gangquan, there was a voice that made his liver tremble suddenly, and Wang Gangquan's calf almost turned his back. He turned his head and apologized with a smile:

"My lady, why did you come out? It's very windy outside. Don't catch the cold while you're in confinement."

"If I don't come out, just let you humiliate Sister Nanmen like this?" Yan Rongrong said with a cold face.

"I didn't do anything..."

"Shut up and go back to see the child."

"okay!"

The power of the king seems to be amnesty, and the flying seems to run out of the palace.

……

Yan Rongrong turned around, the anger was gone, and he looked at Nanmen Fuqing with distress, "I told him everything I needed to say."

"Sister Rongrong, I know, the prince is right, he is no longer the original him, and many things happened after I left Beijing, and I have heard about them.

Now that I came to the Prince's Mansion, I didn't want to ask for anything, but I couldn't let go of some things before I left. Now that I know his answer, I feel relieved. "

After Nanmen Fuqing finished speaking, she turned around sadly. Seeing this, Yan Rongrong wanted to reach out to stop the poor woman, but after remembering Wang Gangquan's words, she had no choice but to give up.

"Sister Rong Rong, please thank the lord for interceding on behalf of the Nanmen family in front of His Majesty. Although the Patriarch has been keeping it from us, this matter is too involved and we cannot afford not to pay attention."

Nanmen Fuqing is familiar with poetry and books, and her literary talent is not inferior to that of a man. How could she not be aware of the family's plan at all.

……

Yan Rongrong looked at the other person's walking figure, stood for a while, and then said to himself:
"I'm afraid there will be more sad people in this world from now on."

"Hey... Who's to say it's not, Luo Hua is intentional and ruthless, she really is a poor woman." There was a groaning sound from the side.

"You still have the face to say it?" Yan Rongrong frowned and turned his head, looking at the people around him with a little anger.

Wang Gangquan had an innocent look on his face, "Everyone says I've lost my memory."

"Is amnesia amazing?"

"I didn't say it was amazing."

……

The two of you talk to each other, although Wang Gingquan is not as imposing as the other party, but his mouth is very stubborn, anyway, he has not done anything harmful, so why should he take the blame?

Ordinarily, as a prince, there is nothing wrong with him having three wives and four concubines, but he really has no idea about Nanmen Fuqing, and he has also studied the skills left by Fuzi.

Just when the two couldn't argue with Wang Gingquan and he was about to be beaten, the former imperial eunuch in the palace suddenly visited, and the husband and wife immediately looked at each other with smiles on their faces, making the eunuch terrified.

"Your Majesty, please."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Wang Gangquan glanced at Yan Rongrong, made a grimace, and walked away. The latter glared at Yan Rongrong, but because of the presence of outsiders, he didn't get angry.After the two walked away, Yan Rongrong's anger dissipated, he shook his head, and returned to the mansion.

……

In the palace, it was rare for Emperor Shun not to summon Wang Gangquan in the imperial study room, but to choose the imperial garden, mainly because he also felt sorry for that door.

"My brother, see Your Majesty." Wang Bingquan followed the eunuch to the pavilion in the imperial garden, and bowed in a manner.

Emperor Shun winked at the eunuch, who obediently retreated.

"You are already a fairy, you still need to salute to me?"

"Isn't someone here just now, to save you some face?"

Seeing the eunuch leave, Wang Gingquan stood up, sat down opposite Emperor Shun, and then spun the cakes on the table.

"I'm very surprised, why do you have to eat and drink every time you come?"

"Don't mention it. In order to save money, the family hired a cook who washes dishes in the Yellow Crane Tower to act as a cook. How can that skill be compared with the imperial cook in the palace? Also, the donkey at home was sick a few days ago. I was forced to After a few days of grinding, do you think it's easy for me to be a prince?"

Wang Gangquan actually began to pour bitter water in front of Emperor Shun, and Emperor Shun showed doubts and said:

"Didn't the father give you a fief, and the brothel left by the fourth brother also fell into your hands?"

"I have given away most of the land. Those refugees were invaded by local corrupt officials and have nowhere to cry. I feel that our Wang family is responsible, and we can help a little bit. As for the brothel, it has been closed long ago. I don't want to earn women. Flesh money."

Wang Gangquan spoke with confidence, and completely forgot their identities. Fortunately, Emperor Shun didn't care, and thought for a moment and said:

"Before you asked me to let the Nanmen family go, I did as you did. Although I don't know what agreement you have with the red-haired assassin, I still have to remind you that letting the tiger go back to the mountain will cause endless troubles."

"Don't worry, the Nanmen family can't make any troubles anymore, because their dragon energy has already belonged to our Wang family."

"What do you mean?" Emperor Shun frowned slightly.

"Literally, Wang Jia Guozuo doesn't need to count on Zhou Jiuer. It was more than 300 years ago, and now he has the dragon spirit of the Nanmen family, and an additional 100 years. Now the total is probably enough to imprison a monkey grandson."

Wang Gangquan talked on his lips, but his hands did not stop at all, and the plate of shortbread was bottoming out.

……

Emperor Shun still had doubts on his face. It's not that he didn't believe the other party's words, but Zhou Jiuer tried his best to dare not reveal the secret at will, so it was said lightly?
Wang Gangquan didn't bother to care whether he believed it or not, he put down the shortbread in his hand, wiped his hands on his clothes carelessly and said:

"If I don't mention this, I'd forget it. Today is the right time to return the Dragon Qi to you. Come on, give me your head."

Emperor Shun hesitated a little when he heard the words, and finally stuck out his head obediently. The fate of a country is a matter of great importance, and he can't let him show off the majesty of the emperor.

With a smile all over his face, Wang Gangquan put his hands on top of the opponent's head, and muttered softly:

"The fairy caresses your crown, and grants you longevity by knotting your hair."

This scene seemed familiar, but Emperor Shun was in a coma before, so Wang Gangquan didn't enjoy himself to the fullest, and the other party was already prepared, so his expression was slightly weird, and he wasn't unhappy at all.

Bursts of purple-gold air flowed into Emperor Shun's head along Wang Gangquan's hand, and the latter only felt refreshed, and the rest was fine.

About a quarter of an hour later, Wang Gingquan withdrew his right hand and continued to deal with the snacks on the table, saying vaguely:
"From now on, you are the real Son of Heaven."

While speaking, the queen walked over with the support of the maid. Although Yan Rongrong was diagnosed as pregnant by the imperial physician on the same day, she will be a month later, so she has not given birth yet.

Nie Yingxue smiled at Wang Bingquan, and asked softly:
"In the past, I met Qi refiners who were born on Xiandao in the East China Sea. They said that the two large acupoints of the human body are on the back. Why does the prince use the top of his head to transmit dragon energy?"

"Oh, the back looks too ordinary, but the top of the head is more shameful." Wang Gangquan said bluntly.

"..."

When Emperor Shun heard the words, the gratitude that had been so hard to rise in his heart suddenly disappeared. Just now he was being held down on the top of his head honestly, and his heart was filled with the sense of shame that the other party said.

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