When Beigong Niannian heard that Gu Qiqi and Gong Jue were about to get married, his little head was full of excitement and he jumped to check the necessary matters on the wedding night.

"Secretary Jin, give me a complete collection of wedding nights!" She directed her capable subordinates.

Secretary Jin almost staggered and fell to his knees: "B...BOSS, did you just say the four words "new, wedding, zhi, and night?"

"Nonsense, is this chairman so unclear about his pronunciation?" Xiaonibao curled his lips.

Secretary Jin: "No, no, no, I am deaf, deaf. BOSS, can you ask you how to find out the purpose of this..."

"As a secretary, please remember the first principle of 'asking less and doing more', thank you!"

"Yes!" Secretary Jin burst into tears, "BOSS Can I ask the last question?"

"It's so long-winded, okay, hurry up." Niannian's little expression that pretended to be cold was as cute as she was.

"Do you want pure text or... cough cough cough cough that one with both pictures and texts?"

"Well... I don't know much about this. Then I'll just write one."

Secretary Jin went to carry out the mission in grief and anger.

Soon, I personally sent two books "The Essential Collection of Wedding Nights" and "Text Analysis Guide for Newlyweds". When I came, I had an old face red and ran away in panic!

Beigong Niannian was satisfied, and walked with her fat legs, carrying two thick books into the bedroom and slowly studied it.

"It turns out that you have to practice martial arts on your wedding night and fight in bed!"

"Wow, it's so intense!"

"What, can you prepare some medicine to help?"

"Well, 'Both of them have both got the big, round, full and big, happy, happy...' What does this sentence mean? Anyway, getting married is a very happy thing, right? It seems that I will prepare well for Langlang Baby and Mommy..."

Beigong Niannian flipped through a few pages of the book and came to such an important conclusion.

At this moment, Beigong Mingtian’s study room.

The study is on the top floor of the main building of the manor, facing the high ground. It can be clearly seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the farce caused by Gu Xuexue at the gate.

As the window was half open, Gu Xuexue screamed loudly: "Gu Qiqi wants to marry another wild man! She wants to divorce Prince Beigong. This kind of unfaithful woman remarries halfway, which is a humiliation to the royal family..."

Beigong Mingtian's cold face showed a slight distortion of pain.

However, he still ordered the royal guards indifferently: "Turn away that woman, if she dares to come again in the future, she will directly turn her to the police station and accuse her of harassment."

The royal guard pursed his lips: "Your Highness, if this woman talks nonsense on the Internet, spread rumors that you and the princess are going to divorce..."

Beigong Mingtian closed his eyes, his voice became a little cold and silenced: "You can't even control the means of online public opinion? Do you still use me to teach you how to do it?"

"Abide by the order!" The royal guard's heart was terrified, and his mentality, which had just been very relaxed, suddenly became nervous. It turned out that His Highness the Prince was not as indifferent as he showed on the surface.

This is the rhythm of stifling divorce rumors in the cradle.

After the guard left, Beigong Mingtian summoned Wu Shijiu in with a phone call.

Wu Shijiu was dressed in a pastoral dress, with an apron around his waist, a flower shovel in his hand, and a little flower mud hanging on his fair little face. He said impatiently: "Hey, Beigong Mingtian, have you made a mistake? I am not a slave to your royal family. I will come and go when I summon it. The reason why I stayed in the royal family is for Qiqi. Do you understand? So if you have something to say, you can say nothing and let it go!"

Beigong Mingtian was silent for a moment and said coldly: "Qiqi wants to divorce me."
Chapter completed!