84. Chapter 84 [How dare ants spread their wings to match?]
"In terms of birth, although you are the son of the present queen, you are nothing more than a commoner compared to the eldest prince. In terms of kung fu, you are only of the fifth level, and you dare to claim to be a genius! Where will you put the world's talents? I, Leng Meiying, want to marry you.
Marrying a great hero who is upright and upright, how can an ant like you, who is unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust, and still relies on the emperor's protection, be worthy of me, Leng Meiying?"
Leng Meiying's voice rose an octave in vain, piercing the rocks and cracking waves, reaching directly to the whole house. All the maids, servants, Yang or guards of the house could hear it clearly, as if the words were spoken in their ears.
of general.
Yes, she, Leng Meiying, does not have much strength now. In the eyes of others, she is even a waste. She also has the reputation of being a waste of the Marquis of Zhenguo and a shame of the Imperial College.
However, she is Leng Meiying, so what if your second prince is strong and powerful? Why should she be afraid of Leng Meiying?
What's more, the dodge ring that seemed mysterious to the second prince and others was originally made by Leng Meiying herself! It's a big joke to dare to use the rubbish ring she made to annul her engagement!
Everyone's expressions changed again. The second lady, Leng Yuefeng, and Leng Shi were extremely surprised. When did this good-for-nothing third lady become so confident?
The eldest lady was at a loss, while Leng Haotian suddenly became so heroic that he felt like he was about to roar to the sky.
My daughter, Leng Haotian, is incomparable, more beautiful than a flower, and there are so many good men in the world. How can she be matched by a mere bullshit prince?!
Especially this sentence, which was slightly charming, simply made the second prince useless.
Bai Feng's face had turned livid, and he pointed at Leng Meiying tremblingly. His body was trembling, and it looked more like he was shaking. Even his voice seemed extremely trembling.
"You, you dare to insult me! You shrew, this prince is the current prince, the ninth-five-year-old prince, and the future emperor. If I am not worthy of you, who else in the world can be worthy of you? Who can?!"
Leng Meiying smiled, coldly. The icy lotus between her eyebrows was like a cold knife, and the temperature of the air seemed to have cooled down.
"I am not insulting you. I am looking down on you, a waste. Not only are you a waste, but those around you are also waste. If you are a little brave, do you dare to bet with me?"
"Why don't you dare?!" Bai Feng's face was ashen and he looked up to the sky and roared.
"If I grab anyone at random, I can beat these two losers around you to pieces! If you lose, I will naturally sign the divorce letter. If you lose..."
"This prince loses, you have to accept the conditions!" Bai Feng was already very angry. This damn Leng Meiying humiliated him time and time again. He couldn't help but want to teach her a lesson. What's more, the two palaces behind him are both seven
How could Leng Meiying, a junior master of Emperor Pinwu, be able to fight against two masters? Not even the Marquis of Zhen Guo could do it.
"The lost child has no mother. He likes to boast. I have seen shameless people. I have never seen you so shameless! You are such an adult and you still bully your little sister. Ouch, you are so shameless.
So thick!”
Just as Leng Meiying and Bai Feng were making a bet, a cynical voice sounded.
Everyone turned away and leaned against the wooden beams. A noble gentleman in white stood leaning forward, with a tiger-headed sword hanging on his waist, tapping lightly with his fingers and a sarcastic look on his face.
