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Chapter Twenty-Five: First Show 3

The main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As soon as Ru Yannuo stepped into the threshold, he saw the Prime Minister and his wife sitting upright. Ru Yan Yueze, the Prime Minister at that time, had dark hair on the back of his head, healthy bronze skin, a high nose bridge, and strong facial lines. He exuded

He has a formidable aura, and he is worthy of being the prime minister of the dynasty. However, he usually behaves arrogantly and domineeringly, and is self-centered. He only restrains himself a little in front of the emperor. Sooner or later, his life will be in danger. And the wife of the prime minister sitting next to her is dressed in gorgeous clothes.

Ruyannuo was dazzled by the emerald green haze of peonies, her head full of blue silk, and the jewelry on her head. Although she was thirty-seven years old, she had no wrinkles on her face, and her skin was as white as snow with a hint of ruddy color.

She is well maintained, and there is a charm in every gesture, but it is not difficult for Ru Yannuo to see a hint of shrewdness in her eyes, and yes, it is impossible to sit firmly as the Prime Minister's wife for more than 20 years just because she has no means!

Ru Yannuo walked to the middle of the main hall. When both of them thought that Ru Yannuo was going to salute them, Ru Yannuo just raised his head and glanced at them, turned around and sat on the chair next to him.

"How dare you, why don't you kneel down when you see your father?" What a shame for the prime minister who covers the sky with one hand. If others know, he doesn't know how to laugh. His daughter doesn't salute him. When has this kind of thing happened to him?

It's not even allowed on my body.

"Why are you kneeling?" Ru Yannuo was drinking tea and eating snacks. She was a little hungry at noon because she didn't eat much because she had to deal with things too late, but now she was just in time to fill her stomach.

"What? Why are you kneeling? It seems that the children born by bitches are also bitches. They can't even kneel down to their fathers. They are uncultured!" Before the Prime Minister could speak, the Prime Minister's wife had already taken over.


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