If his engagement with Shan Wanjing is terminated, his status in the Shang family will be greatly reduced.
He is not the only direct descendant of the Shang family, there are many people who are eyeing his position.
He was just better than other direct descendants, and because of his engagement with Shan Wanjing, he was pushed to his current position.
If there is no engagement with Shan Wanjing and other direct descendants of the Shang family enter into engagements with Shan Wanjing, he will be doomed!
Crunch!
The door opened.
Shan Wanjing walked out of the room.
As he walked, he muttered in a low voice.
"Fight more, fight more"
"Princess, princess"
A timid and weak voice came.
Shan Wanjing raised her head.
Shang Ming's effeminate face fell into her eyes.
Shang Ming glanced at Shan Wanjing cautiously, then quickly changed his gaze.
She looked as weak as a little girl.
There was no concealed disgust in Shan Wanjing's eyes.
"What are you doing here?"
"Princess, I'm here"
"Okay! I don't want to hear it! Just leave!"
After saying that, Shan Wanjing passed him directly.
"etc!"
Her steps suddenly stopped.
"To control the Dongming Sect, start with the younger generation."
Shan Wanjing turned her head.
He showed a bright smile and spoke in a softer tone than ever before.
"Shang Ming, come with me."
"ah?"
Shang Ming was stunned, he was still thinking just now.
It’s over!
It’s over!
Judging from the princess's attitude, she will definitely not forgive me!
He knew how shameful his previous behavior was, and also knew what kind of character Shan Wanjing was, and there was no way she could tolerate him.
I came here just with the last glimmer of hope.
After seeing Shan Wanjing's attitude just now, Shang Ming was already desperate.
But in the blink of an eye, Shan Wanjing suddenly underwent a 180-degree change.
That bright smile, that soft tone
They are all things Shang Ming has never seen before!
Am I dreaming?
In a daze, Shang Ming followed Shan Wanjing away.
in the room.
Fang Mu was the only one left.
Fang Mu poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.
After talking so much, my mouth was dry.
"Come out."
He spoke.
A graceful and beautiful woman with various postures came out from behind the screen.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Mrs. Dongming looked at Fang Mu, her face full of vigilance and complexity.
"Didn't you see everything?"
Fang Mu said.
"You want the Dongming Sect!"
Mrs. Dongming said coldly.
"good!"
Fang Mu nodded without any secret.
"I won't let you succeed!"
Mrs. Dongming gritted her teeth.
Fang Mu glanced at Mrs. Dongming.
"Are you going to stop your daughter?"
Mrs. Dongming's expression froze.
"I will never let Wan Jing be at your mercy!"
"So, you don't think she should be in control of her own life? Just like you?"
"you!"
Mrs. Dongming was hit at a painful point, and she almost couldn't hold back the anger in her heart and took action against Fang Mu.
He took several deep breaths, his tall chest rising and falling.
It took a while to calm down.
She said coldly.
"You can deceive Wan Jing, but you can't deceive me! How can you control your own destiny? In the end, you are not the one who controls her destiny!"
"This is different."
Fang Mu poured another cup of tea.
"At least I won't let her marry Shang Ming, nor will I force her to do something she doesn't like."
I can only 'subtly'.
Fang Mu added this sentence in his heart.
Mrs. Dongming was silent.
"Why should I trust you?"
"You have no choice."
Fang Mu drank all the tea in the cup.
Snap!
The teacup fell to the table.
"I am bound to win the Dongming faction!"
His eyes were fixed on Mrs. Dongming.
"Or, I can give you a choice now, Shan Wanjing, or someone else!"
Other people?
Mrs. Dongming was silent again.
Fang Mu's meaning is obvious. Choosing someone else means that he will give up Shan Wanjing.
What happens after being given up?
Mrs. Dongming didn't think about it.
She was silent for a long time.
"I hope you can keep your word!"
What she said was what Fang Mu said before, that she would not force Shan Wanjing to do things.
"I have always had a good reputation!"
Fang Mu shrugged.
"To show my sincerity, if I see Bian Fuhua next time, I will kill him for you if I can!"
"Are you telling the truth?"
"certainly!"
"Okay! If you can do it, I will try my best to help you!"
Shan Wanjing's boudoir.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Waves of screams came from inside.
The maid outside the door was frightened.
"When did the princess become so strict?"
One of the maids looked terrified.
Although Shan Wanjing was not easy to take care of in the past, she was not so scary at least.
Even if mistakes are made, they are mostly scolded and rarely beaten.
But now
Listening to the screams in the room, the maid's delicate body couldn't help but tremble.
"I don't know either, I heard"
Another maid carefully looked around, and when she saw no one was around, she whispered.
"When the Haisha Gang was chasing the princess before, they met Mingshuai, but because he was afraid, Mingshuai just ignored the princess and ran away!"
"What?"
the maid exclaimed.
Another maid said quickly.
"Keep your voice down!"
"Oh oh oh!"
The maid nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then looked around. When she found that no one was around, she said harshly.
"This handsome guy is really not a good guy! Well done, princess!"
In the boudoir.
Snap!
Another whip struck Shang Ming.
"ah!"
Shang Ming screamed and rolled on the ground.
"Princess, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
"Spare you?"
Shan Wanjing smiled coldly.
Snap!
The whip was struck again.
"You said it yourself, and you are willing to be punished! I will punish you with a hundred lashes, and this is just thirty-six lashes!"
Shang Ming tried hard to avoid it, but to no avail.
It was as if the whip had eyes, and he couldn't hide no matter how hard he tried.
"ah!"
"Princess! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Stop fighting!"
Shang Ming's eyes were filled with tears and runny nose, and he looked extremely miserable.
"Eh!"
Shan Wanjing felt a little nauseous.
She put away her whip.
"Okay, this time is over, there are ninety-nine more times to go!"
"Ah? Haven't you been whipped thirty-six times already?"
Shang Ming was dumbfounded.
Snap!
The whip struck in the air.
A loud voice echoed in the room.
"You say it again, how many times?"
Shan Wanjing asked with a smile.
"Ninety-nine times! Ninety-nine times!"
Shang Ming curled up his body, not daring to look at Shan Wanjing at all, and just kept saying.
He looks so miserable, but there is still a bit of a "mighty and handsome" look?