"Shang Yang, pay attention to your words. It's better to say less such treacherous words. It will be troublesome if it is spread by someone with intentions. I always feel that the matter between Wen Weinuan and the Ninth Prince is inappropriate, so I'd better find another way." Wen.
How could a person like Weinuan be worthy of the outstanding Ninth Prince? Even though he was blind, it was still not within the reach of a woman like Wen Weinuan, so he didn't think it was good.
However, Han Shangyang said coldly to Shangguan Hong: "Then what can you do? Shangguan Hong, don't pretend, the one who will benefit most from that lunatic marrying the Ninth Prince is you. From now on, you can get rid of that little
Crazy, what? Aren’t you happy? Or are you actually already in love with that little crazy person?”
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I like that little lunatic? It's up to you, I don't care about this matter." Shangguan Hong was obviously angry, he shook his sleeves and strode away.
"Ignore him, that's what's wrong with him, Ling'er, just tell the Marquis like this, maybe the Marquis will agree." Han Shangyang also had the mentality of giving it a try, but this method is indeed better than
Any way is good, he can't think of any other way.
Wen Weiling nodded, "I will tell daddy, you go first, don't spread this matter, otherwise the emperor will blame me, and I will become the sinner of our family." Although she agreed, she was still afraid in her heart.
Afraid of having to take this responsibility, she listened to Shangguan Hong's words, but she decided to tell her father first. As for what would happen next, she could only leave it to fate, and she had no control over it.
Although her parents doted on her on weekdays, she also knew that there were some things that they could pamper her with, but there were some things that they still couldn't pamper her with.
When Han Shangyang left, he glanced at Wen Weiling worriedly, fearing that Wen Weiling would marry Feng Qinghan.
Wei Nuan was so angry when she saw Han Shangyang's figure that she dared to insult Feng Qinghan with such an expression. She should really tell what happened to Han Shangyang that day, or tell Wen Weiling to see if he could still be so arrogant.
"Miss, give you a stone." Ni Feng suddenly appeared next to Wei Nuan, and Wei Nuan was startled, "What are you doing?"
"Smash him." Ni Feng said concisely and to the point.
However, I have to say that this time Ni Feng's behavior was completely in line with Wei Nuan's wishes. Wei Nuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes flashed.
Seeing such warmth, Ni Feng's heart skipped a beat, knowing that Han Shangyang was doomed and would definitely be punished by the poster.
Sure enough, I saw the pebbles flying out of Wei Nuan's hand quickly. When Han Shangyang was about to turn around a rockery, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and then he couldn't move. His whole body froze, unable to take another step forward.
His eyes widened in horror. He had no idea what was going on. Why couldn't he move?
It was difficult to even open his mouth, let alone make any sound.
He could only stare hard with his eyes, but there was no one around him now, so even if his eyes popped out, no one would notice.
Wei Nuan lifted up and jumped, and he landed lightly on the ground, and then quickly disappeared back to his residence, "Dong'er, Dong'er, come out quickly and get me some honey, hurry up, hurry up, Dong'er!"
"Ah! Dong'er is here, Miss, do you want honey? Why do you want honey? Do you want to drink honey water?"