Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi slipped into Jianning's room next door.

After a while, there were some voices that were not suitable for children.

Wei Xiaobao, who lived on the other side, had a bitter expression on his face.

Lin Pingzhi, you are really my uncle!

Damn it, this is Pingxi Palace!

You are in Pingxi Palace, you want to engage in Jianning!

You are wearing green for Wu Yingxiong in front of him!

"What a disappointment!"

Wei Xiaobao cursed.

Prince Bao's son, Fukang'an, came to Pingxi Palace to propose marriage.

He was still thinking about whether he could have a conversation with Fu Kang'an.

In order to spy out some secrets of Prince Bao.

This can also help Xiao Xuanzi solve his problems.

But Lin Pingzhi came out like this.

He could only push open the door helplessly and stood at the gate of the yard.

Became an honest janitor.

"Hope no one comes..."

Wei Xiaobao begged in his heart.

If someone comes to Jianning.

That's it.

……

Pingxi Palace hall.

Wu Sangui took Wu Yingxiong to clean up Fukang'an.

"Come on, nephew drank this cup!"

Wu Sangui raised his glass and said to Fukang'an.

"Uncle is too polite!"

Fukangan flicked the whip on the back of his head, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Who is Fukang'an? Who is Murong Jingyue? Who is Yuzhenzi? Stand up for yourself."

An untimely voice sounded.

Wu Sangui looked towards the door.

Dongfang Qingling, who was wearing a red robe, stood at the door.

She looked at everyone in the hall impatiently.

"Eastern Hierarch, what do you mean!"

Wu Sangui looked at Dongfang Qingling with a cold face and said.

"Oriental leader, why don't you sit down and have a drink together? Let me introduce you?"

Wu Yingxiong said with a good attitude.

Dongfang Qingling's identity as the leader was told by Yang Yizhi.

He knew that Yang Yizhi was not an opponent, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

"Halfway through the meal, did you remember asking me to come too?"

Dongfang Qingling looked at Wu Yingxiong with contempt.

Wu Yingxiong looked a little embarrassed.

He wanted Wu Sangui to invite Jianning, Wei Xiaobao, and Dongfang Qingling earlier.

But Wu Sangui refused because of what happened last night without even thinking about it.

Wu Yingxiong didn't say anything more.

Hearing Dongfang Qingling say that at this time, he was also a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Fukang'an had deep meaning in his eyes.

"I'm Fukang'an, what do you want from me?" Fukang'an said with a smile, looking suave and suave, "We're late, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to disturb me?"

Dongfang Qingling glanced at Fu Kang'an, and remembered his appearance in his mind.

"You are Fu Kang'an, are Murong Jingyue and Yu Zhenzi here?"

Dongfang Qingling looked at the two people on Fukang'an's side.