Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 81
Feng Yuanche and Ming Qianjue are eight years apart. If their identities are put aside, they can be very good friends.One is brave and good at fighting, the other is quick-witted. The two share the same goals, but the reality forces them to separate. He is a prince, and he is destined to stand in the position of a person in power to protect the land left by his ancestors. He has to guard against it. !
Thinking of that slender back and that good food, he felt a little greedy, and smiled softly, "Father, don't worry, in the thousands of worlds, one thing is one thing, he is powerful, and there are people who can suppress him." people."

A gleam flashed in Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes. Seeing his son's confident appearance, he was not very comforted. This child is also an excellent one: "Don't be fooled, do you have a countermeasure?"

Feng Yuanche evoked a meaningful smile: "Is my cousin old enough to get married?"

When Emperor Feng Yuan mentioned this niece, he immediately had a headache. He still kept the memorial on the table, and he hated iron for not being steel: "I want her to point out a good family, but no one is willing to marry her." The only blood left by his sister , he wanted to make up for his debt to his sister and choose a good marriage for her, but she didn't live up to it, ruined her reputation, and made it to the point where no one dared to marry.

"Father, please don't point out your cousin to other people!" Feng Yuanche solemnly instructed, Feng Nuanyang is the only person who can restrain Ming Qianjue, although he didn't get along with them for a long time, but Ming The deep emotion in Qian Jue's eyes couldn't fool him, for a 28-year-old man with a newfound love, that emotion was more turbulent than a flood.

"Why, do you like Nuanyang?" The corners of Emperor Fengyuan's mouth twitched, his eyes gloomy: "She is your cousin, the daughter of my sister, no different from Annan, if you marry her, it will be incest, I will never allow this to happen!"

It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured from the sky, drenching Feng Yuanche's blood to the point of chilling his heart. His eyes were stunned at first. Looking at his father's gloomy face, he understood what he said, and was instantly speechless, " I want to ask father to be the master and promise her to Qianjue, not to me." Although his cousin is beautiful and can cook well, he is not so beastly as to fall in love with his sister.

"Qian Jue," Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes flickered, he had thought this way before, "The current Nuan Yang is not worthy of Pluto, if I promise her to him, I'm afraid I won't be able to make a kiss, and I will offend others." There are quite a few generals under Ming Qianjue, all of whom are ministers of Feng Yuan's humerus. If he betroths a woman with a bad reputation to Ming Qianjue, I am afraid that these people will rebel.

"Father, you can rest assured. If you promise him your cousin, he will be very happy and grateful to you." Feng Yuanche is very sure of this point. An old man is just getting a taste of love. How fierce that desire must be, but I feel sorry for that little cousin, I'm afraid I will suffer some toss.

Emperor Feng Yuan quietly looked at the son who was staring at him, thinking of the person his son mentioned before who could suppress Ming Qianjue, a light flashed in his mind: "Have you found him? He met Nuan Yang? You Are you sure?"

He suddenly became excited, if Ming Qianjue was willing to marry Nuan Yang, then he would become Ming Qianjue's uncle, and he had a relationship, so there was no need to worry about him having a different heart.

(End of this chapter)