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Chapter 31 Great Shame

Nam Jinghuan faced everyone's shocked and strange sight, her proud self-esteem was challenged unprecedentedly.

He was so angry that he gasped and pulled his fist tightly. At this moment, he wanted to strangle Su Moliang to death.

This woman made him lose all his face in public, damn it!

The Empress Dowager and the Emperor were both a little surprised when facing Su Moliang's firm attitude.

Although Su Moliang's love for Nan Jinghuan is not a story on the streets, it is not a secret. The Empress Dowager and the Emperor know each other well.

Now, Su Moliang actually refused to marry the prince, but instead was willing to marry an unpopular cripple man.

Did Su Moliang not wake up, or was his brain broken?

Everyone smacked their lips and sighed in disbelief. Looking at Su Moliang's eyes, it seemed like they were looking at a fool.

"Girl Moliang, are you sure? If you don't marry the prince, you want to marry the ninth prince?" The queen mother showed anxiety and asked worriedly.

Su Moliang nodded and was very sure: "Yes, I am willing to marry the Ninth Prince."

When saying this, Su Moliang also deliberately aroused Nan Jinghuan.

When his body owner was alive, Nan Jinghuan never had a good face and only humiliated Su Moliang.

Now Su Moliang also wants him to taste the taste of being humiliated.

When everyone heard Su Moliang's words, they were even more talking. Some joked that the Crown Prince was not as good as the cripple, while others sighed that Su Moliang had no vision.

No matter what words are heard, they are unpleasant.

Nan Jinghuan was so angry that her teeth were chewing, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in her eyes, like an angry lion.

He slapped the table with a palm, making a loud noise, then stood up suddenly, staring at Su Moliang, hoping to peel the latter off with his eyes.

"Su Moliang! Is this king not as good as a cripple with a humble identity?" Nan Jinghuan asked in a low voice, his tone really grimaced.

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Jinghuan coldly: "He looks better than you."

"Su Moliang, are your mind broken? I am the prince and have a noble status!" Nan Jinghuan didn't know what was wrong. Facing Su Moliang's cold and even contemptuous eyes, he was eager to win back his dignity.

Although he doesn't love Su Moliang, he doesn't allow Su Moliang to fall in love with others.

"He looks better than you."

"I am a high-level earth spirit master with a bright future." Nan Jinghuan's eyes were squirting flames, and blue veins were bulging.

"He looks better than you." Su Moliang still said the same thing.

Nan Jinghuan saw Su Moliang's stubbornness and was forced to go wild.

Everyone had never seen a handsome and elegant prince get so angry. It seemed that he was really angry by Su Moliang.

When Su Yixue saw this, she looked dark and began to feel uneasy.

In the past, Su Moliang never affected Nan Jinghuan's mood, but now she actually mobilized Nan Jinghuan's anger. It is conceivable that her influence is getting bigger and bigger.

"Su Moliang, you have to be clear that only I can give you a wealthy life. If you follow a cripple, you will only endure hardships." Nan Jinghuan had to admit that his appearance was indeed not as good as the Ninth Prince, but he had the ability to give women happiness. In any case, he was as proud as him, and he could not be compared by a cripple.

When Su Moliang heard this, his cold face jumped up and sneered: "Your Highness, no matter how rich you are, are you still giving me a space ring? But the Ninth Prince gave me the Holy Spirit Fruit that you can't buy no matter how much you cost."

When many people heard this, they started to laugh at him.

Su Moliang was right. No matter what, the prince was really compared to a cripple this time.

Nan Jinghuan listened to the ridiculous voices around him and faced the sarcastic gaze from all directions, the blue veins on his forehead bulged and swelled with the whirring thick air, and was obviously extremely angry.

"Okay, Huan'er, sit down for me, don't be embarrassed." The emperor was still angry when he saw everyone laughing at the royal family and scolded him.

Then, the emperor looked at Su Moliang with a serious expression: "Girl Moliang, let's decide the marriage between you and the Ninth Prince for a while. The specific date must be discussed with the Queen Mother."

When Su Moliang heard this, he obediently gave his respect and thanked him, which was considered to be a promise.

Seeing this, Su Yihui began to feel restless.

After Su Moliang's marriage has been resolved, we have to start Su Yixue's marriage quickly.

"Your Majesty, Mo Liang's marriage has been decided now, but Su Yixue, the concubine daughter of the last general, is not married yet, and Xueer is in love with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I don't know--" Su Yihui leaned over and held his fists, waiting for the emperor's response.

The emperor had heard Su Yihui mention this before, but Su Moliang was not married at that time, so he pretended not to hear it.

In this situation, he couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Well, since the two of them are in love, I will give Su Yixue to the prince as a concubine, and the life will be decided by the Queen Mother."

Before Su Yihui could be happy, he was choked by the emperor's words.

Let Su Yixue be his concubine!

How can this work?

Su Yixue felt like a blow from the head, full of expectations, as if someone had been poured on her body, and she was heartbroken.

The emperor actually asked her to be a concubine, and her target was the Crown Princess!

Nan Jinghuan looked shocked and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Father, I want to marry Xueer as my official wife, but I hope my father will approve it."

"Rareless! Su Yixue is just a concubine's daughter, how can she be a wife? Your Crown Princess is also a lady from a noble family. You must know that she will have a mother to treat the world in the future!" The emperor understood this very clearly. No matter how beautiful Su Yixue is, how talented, or strong Su Yixue is, her humble identity will always be criticized.

Su Yixue was humiliated by this blunt humiliation, her nails were trapped in the flesh and her blood marks were pinched out.

No matter how hard she works, can she still be unable to compare to a waste!

She was not convinced, she was unwilling to accept it!

"But, my father, the son minister, has already agreed to Xue'er, the crown princess is her!" Nan Jinghuan was embarrassed.

"Okay, this matter is settled, let the peach blossom banquet end here." The emperor did not allow him to say anything, and waved his hand and signaled everyone to part.

When everyone saw the emperor and the empress dowager leave the table, they all stood up and knelt down, and then left the hall one after another.

At this time, Su Yihui and Su Yixue were full of fire. Faced with this situation, they naturally did not want to make people laugh, and left the palace like a wrecked dog.

When he left the palace, Su Yixue, who was full of anger, couldn't help it. He raised his hand and threw it hard at Su Moliang: "Su Moliang, you bitch!"

How could Su Moliang let her bully now? He grabbed her wrist, let go and took the opportunity, and a loud slap fell on Su Yixue's pretty face.

Su Yixue covered her face with an incredible look on her face. She never thought that Su Moliang would dare to hit her.

"Rareless! Su Moliang, what should you blame for beating my beloved concubine!"

A roar suddenly came from behind.

Nan Jinghuan looked angry and walked over, staring at Su Moliang with a gloomy look.

Seeing that Nan Jinghuan was coming, Su Yixue immediately pouted with aggrievedly, ran to his side, and deliberately showed him his swollen left face.

Seeing that his beloved woman was beaten, Nan Jinghuan was furious and shouted: "Come on, arrest Su Moliang for me. This time I will arrest you in person before my father to convict you!"

The guards at the palace gate obeyed the order and were about to take action, but a cold voice suddenly rose, like a grain of sand and gravel falling into an ice spring. The sound was low and the momentum was terrifying.
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