The first person sitting in the center on the left is Nangong Su, the all-knowing God of War.

   "Brother Nangong, you won't despise me for being meddlesome, will you?" Huang Puyuan said with a casual smile.

  Nangongsu is just like his name, his face is serious and cold, and his body exudes a rather majestic military temperament.

   "How come? I would also like to thank Your Majesty for letting them know that the test of the throne is not so easy to pass, and it is best to hone it a little more." Nangong Su said with a very faint smile.

   "Haha, the Hou Mansion are all good sons, let me and everyone see their true strength today."

   Huang Puyuan and Nangong Su seem to have a hidden layer of estrangement, and it can be seen that the actual relationship between the two is not as harmonious as it appears.

   After Huang Puyuan's voice fell, a drum trumpet sounded, which cheered people up!

   Then, Huang Puyuan picked up the wine glass on the table and stood up, raised his glass to the people at the hunting meeting and said, "I wish you all a great time and a great return!" Then he raised his head and drank the glass.

   "Thank you, Your Majesty!" The people in the seats all stood up and drank the wine glasses in front of them.

After the    wine was finished, thirty eunuchs entered the queue and handed a jade slip to each captain, which recorded the species of beasts to be hunted this time.

   "Okay, all those who participated in the hunting activities can now go to the royal paddock. I and my relatives will be here waiting for you to come back in half a month!" Huang Puyuan said with a big hand.

   The people who had finished drinking and sat down stood up one after another, "Yes!"

   Thirty teams got up and left according to their seating order. Because Nangongbing's group had the participation of the prince, it was designated as the first team and left the seats first.

   Nangong Yan, led by the second team, left immediately, and the other teams followed.

   When you leave the open land, you can see what you can do.

   As soon as the three hundred people left, Huang Puyuan, who was at the top, nodded to the space in front of him.

  The space immediately fluctuated, and a picture and a picture that the entire royal paddock was forbidden to condense was displayed in front of everyone, which was the situation of the thirty teams.

   Walking into the forest, Nangong Yan and his group walked quickly to Nangong Bing.

   "I'll let you know who is qualified to truly inherit the throne." Nangong Yan's face was proud, as if he had won the test this time.

  Nangong Bing's expression was indifferent and his tone of voice was decisive, "Really? If Zhen Guohou's mansion needs an outer room to inherit, then I, Nangong Bing, will immediately quit the Nangong house, and I will never set foot in half a step."

   He had already made the worst plan. If Nangong Yan really won the throne, then he would immediately take his mother to leave the Marquis of Zhenguo Mansion, and he would never set foot there.

   Let his mother leave the man who had paid a lot for her but was humiliated in return, and leave the Houfu that made her sad.

   If it wasn't for taking back his things, fighting for his mother, and trampling Nangong Yan's mother and son and the man under his feet, he would have left the Marquis of Zhenguo mansion long ago.

   "You, what did you say? Do you have the guts to say it again?" Nangong Yan's face instantly showed ruthlessness and hatred. He didn't expect Nangong Bing to say such a thing in public.

  Identity is his only pain. Although his mother is now in power and is called the second lady, she is only a concubine, and he is only a concubine.

   The family is not young and immortal and does not approve of him inheriting the throne because of this status. Isn't Nangong Bing a prominent mother? Why are you pressing him on the head?