But she seemed to be unable to control herself at all. She tried her best to calm down, but instead she became more and more nervous.
In the end, she remained silent and sat beside her husband, only daring to sneak a few glances at Wan Wan inadvertently.
That's her daughter.
That is also her greatest pride.
"Wanwan, I believe you can guess the reason for my father's visit today. The person sitting here is not the prime minister of the Northern Kingdom, nor is he a powerful military commander. You brought us soft cushions and replaced them with hot tea. I believe you
In his heart, he treats us as his parents." He uses retreat to advance and abandons attack before defending. The Prime Minister is an ancient person to the letter, but this psychological warfare is no less effective than that of the great psychologists of later generations.
Every word is precise, attacking the weak point, and the most difficult thing is that these words are all from the heart, showing true feelings, making people unable to refuse, even if they are perfunctory, they will give rise to a sense of guilt.
Xiang Wanwan's long eyelashes were lowered, and her long blue gown with wide width and long sleeves made her skin color more like snow, glowing with a subtle light. Her hands lazily rested on the back of the chair, beating the world rhythmically.
A rhythm she has never heard before, but it does not weaken her momentum at all. She is like a beast, sitting on a high place, coldly looking down at his kingdom and his people. Anyone who dares to disobey will be given a murderous look.
, enough to make all beasts retreat and tremble in fear.
When the prime minister saw his daughter like this, he couldn't say anything else.
He smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed.
Who does this child look like?
If the source of this murderous spirit is forced to be attributed to the lack of tiger girls in the generals, the prime minister's wry smile deepens. When he was a military commander, he was a famous Confucian general. He fought thousands of miles while talking and laughing. How could he be like that?
Wan Wan's domineering display, gestures, and small inadvertent movements made everyone who saw her feel frightened and their souls tremble.
He was silent, waiting for her answer.
It's not that I don't want to say more, Xiaozhi is moved by emotion and reason, but this kind of atmosphere really makes people speechless.
After a long time, as if she was sure that the Prime Minister's words were almost right, Wanwan said four words calmly, "I can't guess."
Bao Ai burst out laughing. Ruowu, who came back at some point, gave her a rolling look, and his lips twitched stiffly, as if he was holding back laughter.
The point of laughter is really low.
Is it that funny?
Xiang Wanwan glanced at them. Did she say something wrong? She really couldn't guess the prime minister's true intention.
You can't just list all the possibilities endlessly and let the Prime Minister choose which one he came for.
"Wanwan, since you don't want to say it, then my father has to ask." The prime minister cleared his throat, but if it wasn't enough, he picked up the tea and took two or three sips of the still hot tea. "
What is going on between you and the prince??"
Baoai's left calf softened, and if it hadn't been for his right calf, Hengha and Hengha would have fallen down at the same time, but he managed to stand up straight while holding on to Wanwan's chair.
After guessing for a long time, I thought it was something. It turned out that the prime minister came here for the prince who came over every day to eat and drink.
Xiang Wanwan was well prepared and answered calmly, "We are husband and wife."