Raising a demon to become a husband

Chapter 69 Make a deal, the ultimate big boss (3)
"Feel."

"Don't have feelings for him."

Meng Qishu was stunned, with a ghostly expression on her face, "I beg you, Your Highness the Wolf King, can you stop being so narrow-minded? Except for the affair between a man and a woman, what are you pretending to be in your mind? I really can't believe that the wolf clan With a king like you."

"How do you know this king's ability and charm, let's discover it slowly." Feng Mo shook his head and sighed, stretched out his hand to rub Meng Qishu's head, and strode away.

Meng Qishu's hair was full of black lines, and it was messed up in the wind.

Ability and charm?
Does he really have that kind of thing?

Fan Cheng was silent for a long while with a gloomy face, then walked to the nearest place to the door and stopped to guard there.

On the other hand, Zongzheng intruded into other people's territory very naturally. Although it was daytime, the room was unexpectedly dark, and the tattered curtains and flying veils blocked the sight even more. At first glance, there was no one. see.

From the moment I entered here, I felt weird, and even worse, Zongzheng walked in without stopping, "Second brother, it's me."

"Your majesty is really brave enough to come in alone." A male voice suddenly sounded in the room, deep and hoarse, with indescribable depression, and the people who heard it were terrified.

Meng Qishu, who followed Zongzheng three feet away, naturally heard it, and immediately turned around to get evidence from everyone beside her, "Feng Mo, is this the rumored Second Prince?"

"Yeah." Taking the opportunity, Feng Mo stretched out his arms to grab Meng Qishu's shoulders, "Come on, I'll take you inside to have a look."

Meng Qishu hurriedly grabbed Feng Mo's arm with her backhand, "No need, just watch here, let's follow Zongzheng."

It's better to be mentally prepared before being surprised. Although this is a place where people live, it gives people a ghostly feeling.

Feng Mo chuckled, "Is Ah Shu afraid?"

"No." Meng Qishu snorted disdainfully.

Hearing the response, Zongzheng seemed to heave a sigh of relief and walked straight towards the source of the sound, "You don't need to be brave to meet your brother. Although I haven't seen the second brother for so many years, blood relationship is irreplaceable."

The people inside laughed softly, full of sarcasm, "Brother? What are you talking about at this time, brother? I've lived here alone for so many years. Don't you even know the name Zong Zhan?"

"Oh? Do you already know what my purpose is?" Zongzheng suddenly stopped in his tracks as he pushed aside the curtains but there was no one there. "Actually, I came today to discuss a deal with you."

"I'm just a useless person, what kind of deal is the emperor talking to me about?"

"Don't be so quick to deny me, at least listen to me before you judge."

There was a sound of wheels, and a figure slowly emerged from behind the heavy curtains. The skinny face could hardly reveal its original appearance.

Zongzheng narrowed his eyes suddenly, his shock was beyond words, "You... how could you..."

"Why is it like this?" Zong Zhan continued, laughing silently, "Have you never seen a prince who is as desolate as a beggar? Do you know that Bai Shui gave all of this?"

Zongzheng said silently, "I'm just here to discuss a deal with you today, can the previous grievances be temporarily put aside."

"How can this be a previous grievance." Zong Zhan sneered, "I'd like to see what you can say. Didn't you mean to make a deal? Tell me, I'm all ears."

Zongzheng nodded and said directly, "Is the throne what you want in the end?"

Zong Zhan didn't respond, but Meng Qishu who was beside him choked.

Feng Mo smiled helplessly, "I'm not asking you, why are you so excited? Or are you really interested in the throne? If Ah Shu wants it, I can snatch it for you."

Meng Qishu's hair was covered with black lines, "You think it's a bun, you can grab it if you want? It's really...too arrogant."

"It's just the truth." Feng Mo didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, listen to what they have to say." Meng Qishu's face darkened as the ghostly wrapped arm around her waist darkened, and she silently pinched it hard.

The person behind him hissed but didn't let go.

Zong Zhan's face changed for a moment, and soon he smiled again, but there was no expression on his distorted face, "The emperor is finally willing to tear up his face? Now that I have said it, I don't have to hide it. I am bound to win the throne. However, I would like to know what are the terms of your transaction?"

Zongzheng sighed, and for the first time, all the pretense had not faded from that face, leaving only indifference, "Although I didn't know everything about what happened back then, I knew seventy percent, and it's only natural for you to have resentment. Did you come to this throne just for revenge?"

"I'm asking about your terms of exchange, what are you answering. I don't want to hear these meaningless things." Zong Zhan said coldly.

"Don't want to listen or don't want to listen? You have never let go of it in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't have lived so hard these years." Zongzheng stroked his brows weakly, "Actually, I'm here today to discuss with you the issue of the throne and about your future."

"The future?" Zong Zhan frowned, "What do you mean?"

Meng Qishu and Feng Mo were also taken aback, completely unaware of the meaning of this sudden change of topic.

Settle the matter of the throne?Your future?

These two sentences contain too much information.

"How do I feel..." Meng Qishu didn't know how to describe it. She frowned and thought about it for a long time before she could say four words, "Broken sleeve? Forbidden?"

Feng Mo was stunned, "What nonsense are you talking about. Take a good look at those two people, do you think it's possible?"

After looking at Zongzheng and Zong Zhan, Meng Qishu shook his head honestly.

Indeed...impossible.

Although everything in this world can't be judged by appearance, but just imagine the odds of liking an ugly monster... It's harder than a lottery.

Paused, suddenly felt something was wrong, "Feng Mo!"

"Ok?"

"If I become like that, will you still pursue devotion?" Knowing the answer but still wanting to hear the answer, this is not what an idiot is.

Feng Mo froze for a moment, then thought seriously, "Of course I will keep the promise, but... I probably won't fall in love with you so quickly, after all, that kind of thing needs to be fermented slowly. If you ask me now, I'm sure The answer without hesitation is yes."

Such an answer could not find any flaws, Meng Qishu was stunned.

Is the wolf's ventriloquist set too high?
Zongzheng smiled wryly, "Do you think this throne is what I want? Since it's something I don't need, why don't I give it to those who need it?"

"You...you said you don't want the throne?" Zong Zhan said in disbelief.

"You have been operating secretly for so many years, it seems that you haven't investigated me deeply enough." The tone was a bit smug, "Everything has been stipulated for me since I was a child, and I have no choice but to obey. They I just want to fight for what they want but never ask me what I think. The emperor is more like a puppet, a tool for them to control the world. I have had enough of this kind of life. I have been burdened for so many years just waiting for an opportunity to let My chance to be completely free."

(End of this chapter)