Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 282
It was actually a jade ruyi, which should be made of suet, as warm as fat.

Both the quality and workmanship of the jade are very good. If it is brought back to modern times and sold, it will probably sell for millions...

Do people in this era like to use jade ruyi as a token of love?
She also received a more exquisite piece in the box...

"Take back your dirty things! You are also worthy to propose marriage to Jiu Zi?" A cold and clear voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Lord Meng Xiaohou was stunned for a moment, and furiously said, "Who dares to talk nonsense here?! Are you impatient to live?!" His sharp eyes wandered around the crowd.

"You are the one who is impatient." The voice was cold, the crowd parted to the two sides, and a young man in a light white robe walked in slowly.

His expression is clear and indifferent, but there is a forceful aura on his body, which is the natural power of a person who has been in power for a long time, which makes people admire but also frightened.

This person is Jun Ziqian.

Originally, he thought the mourning hall was too boring, so he went outside for a walk, planning to take Wu Jiuzi back to the mountain after the funeral, but he didn't expect to see this scene when he came back.

There was a trace of mockery in the corners of his magnificent eyes, and he stared at Lord Meng Xiaohou: "Why? Don't you recognize me?"

Lord Meng Xiaohou was stunned for a moment, looked at Jun Ziqian carefully, and his face changed drastically, as if someone had punched him in the stomach, and hurriedly bent down and knelt down: "Damn the villain, I have seen the prince!"

As soon as the words came out, the whole room was shocked, and almost everyone knelt down: "I have seen the prince!" Hu la la fell to their knees.

It was only then that Mo Chenggui realized that the handsome young man who had been by his daughter's side was actually the current crown prince. He was overjoyed and surprised, and also knelt tremblingly.

"You don't need to be too polite, just get up." Jun Ziqian waved his hand.

Only then did everyone get up, and Young Master Meng also wanted to get up, Jun Ziqian's voice sounded at the right time: "Meng Zhaonan, I didn't mention you."

Lord Meng Xiaohou trembled, and could only continue to kneel, but he was not convinced: "I didn't know it was the crown prince who arrived, and I should be punished for speaking out of words, but I am a little dissatisfied with the words that the crown prince said in the crowd... ..."

"Uh, dissatisfied?" Jun Ziqian raised his eyebrows: "Don't you think this king is wrong?"

"Don't dare! However, the minister came to make a formal proposal to his fiancée, but why does the crown prince ask the minister to take back the token?" Meng Zhaonan had the spirit of not turning back against the wall.

"Since the marriage was divorced five years ago, why do you talk about a fiancée? Could it be that you want to marry by force?" Jun Ziqian looked at him coldly.

"This—I don't dare! This time I came here to ask for marriage sincerely. Besides, there are no rules in my court. If you withdraw your marriage, you can't ask again..." Meng Zhaonan argued strongly.

"It's true that there is no such rule in my court, but Jiu Zi has already been married, and it will be out of character for you to make trouble again!" Jun Ziqian's voice was cold.

Meng Zhaonan was taken aback, then looked at Wu Jiuzi.

Wu Jiuzi's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly had a not-so-good illusion...

"I don't know who is Jiu Zi's good match?" Meng Zhaonan asked fearlessly.

"It's my king." Jun Ziqian spat out four words. 

Just four words shocked everyone, and countless eyes fell on Wu Jiuzi, with envy, surprise, and jealousy in their eyes...

Wu Jiuzi shook her hands, and looked at Jun Ziqian in shock.
(End of this chapter)