Chapter 180 The Master has something to say to you

   "Quick! Please come in!"

  The Emperor Ziyun quickly said that there are only a few people who have the Ziyun Golden Order.

  Currently within the scope of Ziyun Nation, apart from the peerless poster, there is only the very noble Young Master Yun.

   Both of these people are something that the emperor of this small country cannot afford to offend, and he has no chance to curry favor.

   "Wait, I will meet you personally."

  The emperor, who was still arrogant, is now going to pick up a coachman in fear.

  His heart is full of anxiety, I wonder if the hostess of the coachman is Feng Qianwei?

  When he saw the expressionless coachman, he "cocked" in his heart.

  The momentum of this coachman is stronger than that of his emperor. He couldn't help but think of Young Master Yun who had met once, just a glance can make him feel the pressure of suffocation.

"You are?"

  He asked, not sure who he was.

   "Our master has something to tell you."

  Hawk took out a silver feather-shaped communicator, pressed the emerald green spirit stone in the middle, and a figure that was as cold as a snow-capped mountain emerged in front of her eyes.

   "Zi He has seen Young Master Yun!"

  Zihe, the emperor of Ziyun Kingdom, had a humble expression on his face, and he was even more in awe when he saw that the other party had such magical communicators.

  He doesn’t know where Yun Liangze is sacred, but he holds the most noble identity token of the first-class empire. He wants to remove him, the emperor of a small country, from his name, which is just a matter of one sentence, so he naturally has to be extra cautious.

  "I wonder what Master Yun has to order?"

   "Feng Qianwei is my woman, no one can bully her except me in this world."

   Yun Ryozawa's domineering words, through the communicator, you can also feel the awe-inspiring murderous aura.

   "If anyone dares to embarrass her, that's my enemy."

  His cold gaze made Zihe feel cold.

  "Don't worry, Mr. Yun, I will not embarrass Miss Feng."

  Zi He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and saw that the figure that appeared on the communicator disappeared, and his back was soaked.

  If he had known Feng Qianwei had been favored by Young Master Yun, how could he dare to move her?

  Think about what he said before. He regrets it very much now, and he really wants to give himself a slap in the face.

  Although he is the prince of a country, Ziyun Nation is too weak and small, and he can only play a prestige in front of the people of Ziyun Nation.

   "It's getting late. I don't know when my mistress can go back?"

   Hawk asked.

   "She will come back whenever she wants. I'll go in and ask her to come out."

Zihe hurriedly entered the imperial study room, and then in the surprised eyes of the queen, concubine Qi and others, he said: "Miss Feng, it was actually a misunderstanding just now. It was a joke that I made with your brothers and sisters. You saved the two princes. This is a great achievement."

   Hearing what he said suddenly, Feng Qianwei and Feng Jiumu both despised them for a while. They were still such abominable faces just now, and now they change their faces faster than turning a book.

   "Your Majesty, absolutely! They..."

  Master Wu wanted to stop, but was severely reprimanded.

   "When I speak, it's up to you to interrupt? You are here to instigate the discord, otherwise I will not misunderstand their brothers and sisters. Come, take Wushi to the prison."

  Zihe thought of tonight’s affairs, there must always be someone backing it up. Wushi’s black leopard is dead, so he has no use value, so he used him to calm the anger of the Feng family’s brothers and sisters.

   "You villain! The old man has been protecting you for so many years, and you have treated me like this..."

  Wushi shouted angrily, and was dragged down by the guard.

  Feng Qianwei looked at this farce, and she knew that the result was changed because of Yun Liangze.

  She is in the Imperial Study Room, and she can still hear the movement outside.

  Hearing what he said at the time, she felt a faint strange feeling in her heart.

  　【Ge’er’s hands and feet are swollen very badly. Yesterday, his hands were swollen so that he couldn’t type words, and his hands hurt.

  　　 I have better hands today, so I insist on finishing the update.

  　　 Now the baby in Ge'er’s belly is two days away from 37 weeks. When she is about to give birth, her body will feel more and more uncomfortable.

  　　 If your body can’t bear it, you need to take a one-month holiday with everyone. 】

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)