The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Murong Yuan stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

My mind went completely blank.

The master... kissed that old stable boy?

Ye Niannu released Wang Long, turned to look at Murong Yuan, and had a faint smile on her lips.

"Murong Yuan, let me introduce you."

She reached out and took Wang Long's arm, leaning her whole body against him.

"This is my destined one, and he saved the Great Qian Dynasty."

Murong Yuan's mind completely went blank.

The destined one?

Ye Niannu had been searching for this person for decades.

That was her destiny in martial arts, her destined fate.

It was actually this... unknown old stable boy right in front of me?

Murong Yuan felt that his worldview had completely collapsed.

Both the offering and her daughter became the women of Wang Long, that old horse slave.

Ye Niannu looked at Murong Yuan's stunned expression and chuckled.

"Murong Yuan, it is a blessing for your Great Qian Dynasty that your daughter can be his woman."

"My destined one is surely extraordinary; you should be happy."

Her voice was cool and aloof, yet carried an air of self-righteous pride.

Your son should know about this.

Upon hearing this, Murong Hao quickly agreed.

"Yes, Father Emperor, Wang Long went from an ordinary person to the peak of the fifth rank in less than a few months!"

Murong Yuan was completely stunned by the series of shocks.

Is this even human?

"You're old, Murong Yuan. You're not as insightful as a junior."

Ye Niannu shook her head as she spoke, her tone revealing her disappointment in Murong Yuan.

"My lord, I...I..."

Murong Yuan was both crying and laughing, his expression extremely ugly.

He knew that without these people in front of him, his Great Qian Dynasty would no longer exist.

Wang Long is the key figure!

Murong Yuan stood there, slightly lost in thought.

The old man is right, he is indeed old.

Their judgment is also poor.

Many of the noble families' servants were granted official titles, but Wang Long was deliberately overlooked.

Murong Yuan took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.

He looked up at Wang Long.

Under everyone's gaze, the emperor bowed at a 90-degree angle.

He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Wang Long.

"Wang Long".

Murong Yuan's voice was hoarse, but every word was clear.

"On behalf of the Great Qian Dynasty, I thank you."

"If it weren't for you, my empire would have already fallen to another, my children would have already perished, and my people would have already become puppets."

"I have no way to repay your great kindness and virtue."

Murong Hao's eyes widened; he never expected his usually arrogant father to do such a thing.

But he didn't feel ashamed.

Because Wang Long truly deserves this bow.

Qin Minglan looked incredulous.

A dignified emperor bowing to an old man?

If this gets out, the entire Great Qian Dynasty will be in an uproar.

Luo Hanyi stood with her hands at her sides, her face calm, but deep within her beautiful eyes surged a turbulent storm.

Ye Niannu smiled, her eyes full of satisfaction.

The man she has chosen deserves anyone's adoration.

Murong Qing watched silently, thinking that her father was so handsome!

Wang Long stared blankly at the emperor bowing deeply before him, then quickly reached out to help him up.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing? I cannot accept this..."

"You can handle it."

Murong Yuan straightened up, looked at Wang Long, his gaze complex.

"This bow of mine is on behalf of the people of the Great Qian Dynasty, on behalf of the ancestors of the Murong family, and also on behalf of myself."

He paused, his voice lowering slightly.

He turned to look at Murong Qing, a hint of lingering fear flashing in his eyes.

Murong Qing quickly echoed.

"Thanks to the old man, our Daqian was able to overcome this crisis."

Murong Yuan looked at his precious daughter with a complicated expression.

His gaze fell on the faint red mark on her neck, and his lips twitched twice.

Wang Long has already taken advantage of Murong Qing completely.

My daughter has grown up and I can't keep her here.

He took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Wang Long, cleared his throat, and tried his best to adopt the demeanor of a father-in-law.

"Wang Long".

"I am here."

"I entrust Qing'er to you."

Murong Yuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

"If you dare to bully her or make her suffer even the slightest grievance..."

He paused, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Even if it costs me my old life, I will never give up!"

Wang Long stopped smiling and solemnly clasped his hands in a salute.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will protect Qing'er with my life and will never allow anyone to harm her, nor will I let her suffer the slightest grievance."

"Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Qing'er will be executed without a burial place."

Murong Yuan stared at him for a long time before finally nodding.

"Remember what you said."

Murong Qing threw herself into Wang Long's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and looked towards Murong Yuan.

"Father, the old man is very kind to me, you don't need to worry!"

"You silly girl, you're already siding with outsiders before you're even married to him!"

Murong Yuan pointed at Murong Qing and laughed in an annoyed tone.

"Hehe~ I just like old men!"

Murong Qing playfully stuck out her tongue, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Wang Long on the cheek.

Murong Yuan's face darkened instantly; he wished he could marry Murong Qing off right now.

But... never mind, young man, let her be.

Qin Minglan stood aside, her almond-shaped eyes wide with surprise as she watched the scene involving Prince Murong Qing.

She bit her lip and twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers.

Everyone is actively striving for it.

No, she can't lose.

Qin Minglan was Wang Long's first woman!

No, the first one is my sister-in-law.

But Qin Minglan was the first to take the initiative!

Qin Minglan gritted her teeth, strode over to Wang Long, grabbed his arm, and pulled him out of Murong Qing's arms.

"You old fool, what happened to what you promised me?"

Her voice was urgent and angry, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and her eyes were red.

"You promised me you'd be good to me for life, and it's only been a few days... and someone else has already snatched you away?"

Wang Long's heart softened when he saw her aggrieved yet stubborn expression.

"Young Miss, I haven't forgotten."

"It's good that you haven't forgotten!"

Qin Minglan snorted, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him firmly.

It wasn't a kiss on the cheek, it was a kiss on the lips!

Their lips remained pressed together for a full three breaths before finally separating.

She took a step back, her face flushed red, panting, looking at Wang Long, then at Murong Qing, her chin slightly raised.

"I slept with that old man before you did!"

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, and her face turned even redder.

"Sister Qin, what you said is so embarrassing!"

Ye Niannu stood to the side, watching this scene with sparkling eyes.

I found it really interesting!

She tiptoed over and skipped along, grabbing Wang Long's arm.

"Me too!"

Without hesitation, he kissed Wang Long.

Qin Minglan's face darkened.

"My lord, what are you doing here?"

"Why can't I join in the fun?"

Ye Niannu tilted her head, looking completely self-righteous.

"He is my destined one, what's wrong with me kissing him?"

The three women's lips took turns landing on Wang Long's face.

Neither side was willing to back down.

Wang Long stood there, shaking his head with a wry smile.

He used to be unable to even find a wife.

Now, three stunning beauties are arguing fiercely over him.

It's all so dreamlike, like a fantasy.

While Wang Long was lost in thought, the three women kissed him again.