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Unexpectedly, she forgot about the existence of simultaneous translation.

As soon as she finished speaking, before Reinhard could answer, Lan Ting coughed loudly and gave Reinhard a look. Reinhard glanced at Man Miao in confusion, but closed his mouth and had no plans.

Speak.

Manmiao immediately became angry.

[If Mr. Reinhard and my cousin have finished talking, I would like to talk to my cousin alone.] Manmei has no intention of talking to him now, and wants to send him away with just a few words.

Probably not wanting to be affected, Reinhard quickly said goodbye to Lan Ting and left in a flash. As he walked, he kept looking back at Manmei, as if he was wondering why she and her cousin were quarreling in front of outsiders.

How can the graceful fire control so much when it gets so big?

Standing in front of Lan Ting with his arms folded, he looked at him condescendingly, "Since I don't want to say more, I'll take my leave."

Her tone was so cold that she had to restrain herself in order not to slap Lan Ting in front of others.

After saying this, Manmei turned around and left.

Lan Ting was much more shameless than Jiang Shang. He grabbed her wrist and said, "Jin'er, where are you going?"

Manmiao shook his hand hard, trying to get rid of his hand, but Lan Ting's grip was so tight that she couldn't break free. She angrily pinched the back of his hand with her other hand, "Just leave me alone."

Where? Where did I come from and where am I going to go! I don’t want to be an eyesore here!”

Lan Ting knew the reason for her anger, and held on to her with a playful smile, "I am your man, why can't I control you? You can't go anywhere, you can only stay with me."

"Staying by your side is an eyesore to you? Are you so wary of me?" Man Miao broke away a few times and stopped trying. She doesn't have any martial arts skills. Lan Ting can fight on a par with Jiang Shang. Everyone knows she has no chance.

break free.

Qin Qifeng and Jiang Shang did not come in, but stood outside and watched. Seeing that the posture was wrong, they immediately walked in and said with a stern face, "Your Highness, King Yi, it seems disrespectful to treat a weak woman like this."

Lan Ting glanced at Qin Qifeng, somewhat worried that he was Man Miao's biological father, and immediately laughed, but held Man Miao tightly and refused to let go, "I have never cared about those false names."

Qin Qifeng also became angry when he saw that he was scorning his daughter in front of her. "Lan Ting, don't bully me too much." He pressed the handle of the knife with his hand.

Lan Ting looked at him and Jiang Shang coldly, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers loudly. Immediately, a group of archers who didn't know where they came from rushed out, each with their full bows pointed at Qin Qifeng, Jiang Shang and the others.

Behind the archers was a group of swordsmen and axemen, whose number was at least twice as many as the guards they brought with them.

This courtyard is already very small, so many people crowded in at once, and it was so crowded that they couldn't even turn around.

Qin Qifeng and Jiang Shang's expressions changed. Qin Qifeng looked around, looked at Lan Ting with squinted eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that we have fallen into a trap. Prince Lan is so thoughtful, but Qin didn't scream."

Is the prince disappointed?"

Lan Ting looked at Qin Qifeng, still smiling politely, and stretched out his hand to make a greeting gesture, "The New Year is coming soon. The Crown Prince of Qin is not in the country. The Emperor of Qin is already old. I don't know who will be the one to worship the ancestors in the Ancestral Temple.

Will the prince preside over it?"

Qin Qifeng's expression suddenly changed, and he said in a cold voice, "Are you threatening me?"

"I don't dare, I just want to invite His Highness the Crown Prince to return home as soon as possible and spend the New Year with Emperor Qin." Lan Ting resolved the graceful struggle effortlessly.

Putting his hand on her waist, Manmiao immediately softened, and she could only lean weakly in Lan Ting's arms. He reached out and touched her neck again, and she couldn't even speak. She wanted to eat him alive.

His eyes were fixed on Lan Ting.

Lan Ting turned to Jiang Shang and said, "It seems that the Yue Kingdom's martial arts world is not at peace. Alliance Leader Jiang has been delayed here for a long time. Lan does not dare to stay with Alliance Leader Jiang any longer."

This is a rhythm that needs to drive both of them away.

"Lan Ting! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Qin Qifeng couldn't bear to see his daughter being wronged. When he saw that Lan Ting seemed to want to hold on to Manmei, his tone became stern.

"The Crown Prince of Qin is so famous that everyone in the world knows it. It's Lan who is afraid of His Highness the Crown Prince Qin." Lan Ting doesn't care about reputation at all, and he doesn't think it's a shame to bow to Qin Qifeng. He just said it.

He looked scared, but there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Please, you two, please leave for home now." Lan Ting didn't want to say more, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers immediately divided into two groups, and vaguely escorted Qin Qifeng and Jiang Shang away.

Both of them can clearly judge forms.

Now that Lan Ting has all his elite men, they can't get any advantage.

If someone is not good enough, Lan Ting will find an excuse and kill him on the spot, which is very uneconomical.

So both of them were reluctantly forced to retreat.

Lan Ting waited for a while, and someone from his subordinates came in to report, "Your Highness, everyone has left. Our people will escort them out of the city."

After hearing this, Lan Ting picked up Manmei and walked to the carriage parked outside the courtyard.

Zhuxiang stood outside the carriage at some point, with an anxious expression on her face. When she saw Lan Ting coming with Manmei in his arms, she hurriedly walked over and called out in a tearful voice, "Your Majesty."

Lan Ting waved his hand to stop her, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

He hugged Manmei and got into the car. Seeing him like this, Zhuxiang didn't dare to follow him.

Man Miao was held by Lan Ting and lay on the thick bearskin carpet on the floor of the carriage. Lan Ting leaned against the wall of the carriage and reached out to touch her neck. She found that she could speak and looked at Lan Ting angrily, "

What do you want?"

Lan Ting turned Manmiao around, looked at her angry eyes, and said vaguely, "That's what I want now."

Man Miao was so angry that she was about to explode. If it hadn't been for her acupoints, she would have been exposed to many big mouths by Lan Ting. "Be more serious!"

"As soon as I saw you, I became serious." Lan Ting said with a smile, still looking playful.

"Besides being with me, I have no other use, right?" Manmiao sneered, "Maybe the little girl is lucky and is serving His Highness satisfied?"

Lan Ting stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, and said in a very low voice, "I am very satisfied. I just wish I could be with you every day."

He was too familiar with Manmei. Manmei gritted her teeth and said, "I have sent too many fools to my door automatically. Is the prince too busy to come here?"

Lan Ting is a veteran in Hua Zhong, and he has countless ways to deal with women. Counting it all, Manmei has been with Lan Ting for so many years, so who is his opponent?

Seeing that she was restrained by him and unable to move, Lan Ting lowered his head and whispered to Manmiao, "Although there are many people coming to my door, I only want you."

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