The fierce wife is in power: the first daughter counterattacks the prodigal husband

Chapter 845 The Fanwai's Fanwai's Huanxi Enemy (5)

Li Hua was silent because he didn't know how to deal with his own father. He couldn't afford to offend his father's stubbornness, but he actually had already made plans for this marriage. She stayed in front of the hall all the time, but didn't see the figure he longed to see, and her expression became a little sad. Is that girl avoiding him recently?

After hearing He Lianjing's words, Murong Jinqi's eyes flashed brightly, she thought of a plan, she whispered to He Lianjing, "There is a way."

He Lianjing's eyes lit up when he heard that, since his princess has a countermeasure, he just needs to cooperate well, and hurriedly helped his princess to the main seat, his eyes glanced at Murong Jinqi from time to time. He Lianqi with the dummy hand muttered in a low voice, "Aren't you tired of holding him all the time?"

"Fortunately, Qi'er is not serious." Murong Jinqi replied to him softly, knowing how careful he was, she always felt that her attention was drawn away by Qi'er, this kind of thing of competing with her son for favor, she I also think it's fun in my heart, it's rare for the prince to behave like this.

He Lianjing snorted coldly, squinted at He Lianqi in his arms, and said no more, helped his princess to sit on the main seat, and himself sat on the other side, and the two officially began to uphold justice.

Seeing their attitude, Feng Ruyu's beautiful and icy face began to move, and that bad premonition intensified again, Li Hua also felt slightly uneasy, not sure what countermeasures the couple had taken .

Li Guang was the happiest among them. He hurriedly stepped forward to Murong Jinqi's side with a smile on his face, completely ignoring the existence of Princess Jing. The prince would not refuse to follow this princess when she went out. He knew very well , now which side do we have to win over the camp.

Seeing his defection, He Lianjing didn't care at all, instead he was happy and relaxed, sipping tea leisurely, his eyes began to observe the movement outside the hall.

On the other side, Li Guang had already started to win Murong Jinqi to stand on his side, and began to say without hesitation, "Princess, you are the most righteous, I hope you will uphold justice for my old Li family." Hong, out of breath, still speaks his mind.

Murong Jinqi sighed slightly in her heart. Uncle Guang's actions completely put aside everything and was really anxious, so she stopped being vague and said, "Uncle Guang, I understand what you mean, but we have to ask The idea of ​​the person involved, so as not to say that we don't respect others!"

As soon as her gentle voice fell, Feng Ruyu immediately understood that they had to give an answer today, and they couldn't procrastinate any longer, and she sighed in her heart, this matter really couldn't be procrastinated any longer.

Li Hua tensed up even more, and looked at Murong Jinqi cautiously and seriously, the princess can't mess around at this time.

Not wanting the two of them to react, and without looking at their expressions, Murong Jinqi said again, "Otherwise, you can just talk to Uncle Guang, it's not good to delay like this, it will not only delay Miss Feng, but also delay Li Hua's life." The event of a lifetime."

He Lianjing also cooperated and said, "The princess is right." He noticed the figure coming out of the hall, and coughed lightly, reminding his princess.

Relying on the tacit understanding between the two, Murong Jinqi hurriedly raised her eyes, glanced at Ling'er who was nervously walking into the front hall, and immediately raised her voice, "Li Hua, you and Miss Feng should get married today, and settle everyone's concerns. "

Ling'er, who was about to enter the front hall with the rattle drum, heard her voice, her face froze, her footsteps trembled slightly, and the rattle drum she held in her hand was released, with a bang sound, all eyes immediately gathered in front of the hall , Ling'er also quickly picked up the pulling drum, knelt on the ground, without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)