The Boss is Very Busy

The king snorted, and then said: "I heard...you brought back a civilian woman?"

MuMian's eyelashes trembled, and the dark eyes below were calm and cold: "Mother told you?"

The king knew that Ai Wei was a commoner woman, a commoner woman...the queen can only tell him.

The king frowned: "You don't need to ask who said it, just say, don't you?"

MuMian looks calm, without any change.

"So what?"

Hearing the answer, the king laughed mockingly, as if thinking she was too naive: "So what? Why...you still want to marry that commoner woman?"

The young man finally raised his eyes and stared at him for a few seconds. The deep ink-like pupils were clear and clear, but he felt cold and cold: "Who do I want to marry? Does it have anything to do with my father?"

The king raised his eyebrows slightly: "I raised you so much, but I didn't want you to find a woman to marry me."

MuMian rubbed her fingertips a few times, she pulled the corners of her lips, but there was no smile on her face: "Feed me?"

The king and the queen are only maintaining a superficial marriage. What the queen needs is glory and wealth, and what the king needs is the heir that the queen gives to him.

Since the birth of MuMian, the queen has concealed her gender. Everyone knows that she has given birth to a heir of pure blood, so that the queen can maintain the life of the powerful.

She loves such a life that is respected and admired so much, she must be reluctant to give it up easily.

MuMian sneered: "Father is asking me here. Why don't you go see your wife."

The king didn't know why she mentioned the queen again, but he only thought that MuMian was deliberately quibbling, and his eyes on MuMian were a little cold.

"If you still want the throne, you better be obedient to me."

MuMian couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The original owner doesn't have much feelings for the king and queen anymore, her mission is only to do what she wants to do.

Just be yourself and be unconstrained.

Then this throne MuMian is really not rare.

The boy raised his eyebrows, lazy and calm.

"Oh, then father will give it to someone else. It just so happens that I don't really want it." She said in a light tone, not as if she was talking angry.

The king finally couldn't help breaking out, and the only heir of pure blood was MuMian.

He is not outside without children, but most of them are daughters. One son is not as smart as MuMian. He is full of brains on how to play all day long. A stupid thing that the king doesn't care about.

He can threaten MuMian, but if she herself says she doesn't want the throne, the nature is different.

"Nizi, you are sure you want to fight against me for a lowly civilian woman, I give you everything about you!"

MuMian has cold eyes, not a bit gentle.

"Father, you need to know one thing. In my eyes, this throne is not as attractive to me as a civilian woman. In your eyes, it is everything, in my eyes..."

The boy curled his lower lip.

"No, I still don't put it in my eyes."

The king was angry for a while.

But when he looked at the boy, he calmed down, thinking that he was still too naive.

The king shook his head, as if hating iron cannot make steel.

"St. Lex, when you get older, you will understand that for men, status and power are far more important than women."

As a result, his attitude softened.

"You can be with that commoner woman, but you must marry Princess Wenya."