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Ink Yan squeezed Ling's wrist again, and whispered that she had to relax!

Not just because this is a serious occasion!

And it was also because of Ink Yan's affirmation!

"If I say you can take it, then you can definitely!"

At this time, on Murong Nan's swollen face, there was once again an unnoticeable twitch. The light in her narrow eyes flashed, and instantly caught the small action of Ink Yan into her memory!

49! This King will remember you!

"Spend money to ease the anxiety of my followers; Spend money to calm the Sirians who are responsible for me; Spend money to cover up any information that would be detrimental to me!"

"Just for one result! At least know where I fell! "How could he fall down!"

"This is the real lesson of spending money on a lesson!"

"And now!"

When Murong Nan said this, he finally let go of his son's mouth and allowed Mu Rong Xian to fall downwards due to the gravity. His anger was like the leaves on an autumn wind, fierce and swift. In the blink of an eye, he had regained his confidence.

Murong Nan once again revealed a smile.

"Son, your father has finally found the root of the problem — 49! A Bergo species that was only fit to climb out of the underground colosseum! Although I don't understand why he wants to target me, I, the Prince of the South, have plenty of money! There are plenty of secrets that can be bought with money! "

"Son, please go and inform those officials who are following me to bring out the most valuable things in the family. They will be thanking General Molda for bringing them to his house. Then, ask the butler to prepare a small gift. This King will personally pay a visit to this lowly person! "

Morda waved his hand graciously, allowing the unreasonable request.

Following that, Murong Nan raised the wine cup and said that he would like to ask Lady Ling to forgive this king for his lack of judgment!

Raising his head, he gulped down the alcohol.

He turned around and filled his glass again. He placed it in front of her and asked her, "Are you willing to reconcile?"

The level of Ling Ling's stroke increased in an instant! Right now, she was no longer trembling all over! It was accompanied by rapid heartbeat, reverse flow of blood, and other illusions! Her soft and tender face was so red that one could roast eggs. Her back was covering the skin on her clothes as she was sweating with all her might!

I didn't say anything for half a minute even if I wanted to.

"I, I, I, I … Wishing …"

Mo Yan coldly looked at Murong Nan, who was standing like a pine tree. She raised her arms for half a minute, but her shoulders and hands didn't tremble! No water! His ears had been tortured by Ling Ling's stammering for half a minute!

Even though he didn't have a good impression of Murong Nan, he was a bit impressed!

The large imperial family, such as Murong Hao, Murong Nan, and even the ruler of the current Murong Duan, perhaps had a feudal style that she couldn't accept! However, when it came to the face of the royal family, they could instantly turn into a model that had been created! Perfectly and stubbornly endure until the show was completed!

"Please welcome Miss Ling Ling to receive the wine!"

Before waiting for Ling Ling's reaction for even half a minute, Murong Nan had to bear the gaze of all the officials in the hall and plead loudly once again!

However, Ling'er, who was supposed to receive the wine, shamelessly staggered. In front of everyone, she decisively rolled her eyes and fell to the ground!

Poof *

Murong Nan's apology wine directly missed!

Mo Da, who was seated, could not help but lower his head. He forced a laugh for a few seconds before speaking up.

"Prince of the south, my family's slaves have low statuses and cannot afford your apology. How about, I think we stop the apology here, how about it? "

"Yeah, yeah ~"

"The fact that the Southern Prince can condescend to apologize to such a lowly slave is truly a good example to us!" "This is great fortune!"

After Molda's suggestion, it was the entire table of officials who began to nod their heads in the wind. Afterwards, there were even some people who proactively proposed that all of this be attributed to the teaching of the Southern Prince!

"Why don't we toast to the Prince of the South!"

Morda raised his glass as well.

It was enough for Murong Nan to have left some traces in his Bright Moon Pavilion. He no longer needed to worry about the future of this ambitious man who would suddenly turn against him! Ling Ling had fainted very quickly!

But!

While everyone was thinking about how to please Murong Nan, they had forgotten one thing!

That is the apologetic Ink Yan!

He had said that there would be an apology! How could he let the scum slip away so easily?

"Wait!"

All of a sudden, Mo Yan shouted loudly, stopping everyone in the hall from toasting her.

Then she came around behind Morda and stood in front of Murong Nan, face to face with him, her eyes on his. Even though Murong Nan was looking at him with all sorts of guesses, he calmly extended his hand.

"Lord Prince of the South, Ling Ling is currently a servant of our Flying Flower Pavilion. "Just now, she did not accept your apology in front of others, making you feel embarrassed!"

"Therefore, I have decided that I will drink your apology in place of Ling! I wonder if this will work? "

Mu Rong Xian shouted crazily in his heart! How would I know?

You will not receive any punishment for the loss of your important blueprint! On the contrary, there was something unrelated to this matter. Why did you insist on asking?!

"Hmm?"

Murong Nan snorted a single syllable in dissatisfaction. He had already used one hand to wash his brush. He aimed it at Mu Rong Xian's forehead and spoke in a half gloomy tone.

"Speak!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind having a disfigured son!"

All the pores on the back of Murong Xian's neck stood up. The wound on his thigh, which had been cut open yesterday, also began to hurt!

This meant that his father was still in a "dangerous" state. If he did not do as he was told, something even more horrifying than disfigurement would happen!

Mu Rong Xian was too scared! He was so afraid that there were no other thoughts in his head! He could only rely on his instincts to kneel down towards his father and shout loudly.

After cursing Ink Yan, the Southern Prince plopped back down on his chair. Covering his mouth with his hand, the Huns kept saying, "WC, it really pisses This King off! This King is so infuriated! "

No wonder he had heard so much strange news in a single day. The official's house began to be stolen in varying degrees, without being able to catch the thief. One by one, the husbands all left the party and busied themselves on their way home. Even old Ran, who was very confident before, had now learned to bring his wife here to negotiate the terms!

So it was like that! So it was all 49!

Just thinking about the connection between these clues made Murong Nan want to spit out blood! He slammed the table with one hand!

"49, 49! What enmity does This King have with you? "Is there a need to use this old man's name?!"