Chapter 137

The entire prefect's house.

Including Zhao Taishou, all the generals knelt down in panic.

Even the elder brothers and daughters of many circles in the circle also knelt down one after another, their faces are full of horror. Ji Ruyun is one of them, and her pretty face is full of deep sighs, she now understands. Her guess is indeed correct, the young man who dared not to save the face of Zhao Taishou is a great figure with noble status!

But Ji Ruyun didn't expect that the status of this great figure would be so noble.

Ji Ruyun can be regarded as completely utterly utterly utterly utterly rid of her inner careful thoughts. In front of a big figure of this kind of identity, her appearance is completely inaccessible to the other's eyes.

What's more, the two beauties next to each other are more than a bit worse than each other.

After that, Ji Ruyun swept over to Zhao Zhiyao next to him. The latter's face was pale and bloodless, and his whole body seemed to be shaky, shivering.

"If you provoke a big man, her fate is really sad. If you are good, you may be able to save a small life. If you have bad luck, even if her life is gone, Zhao Ziyan will definitely not say anything."

Ji Ruyun couldn't help shook her head, and realized the cruelty of this world more clearly in her heart.

In the first second, Zhao Zhiyao was still confident, but after a second, Zhao Zhiyao was already ashamed.

thump!

Zhao Zhiyao lost consciousness, fell on her knees in despair, bowed her head, and Bai Tan's palms grasped the ground, and his eyes stayed on the ground, as if he was a prisoner waiting for the imminent death.

Even an inconspicuous caravan in the corner, everyone knelt down in horror, you know, the top big figures like Muhecheng all knelt down. How dare they not kneel.

Lin Erhu was full of resentment. He gritted his teeth and was forced by the old man to get off. But there was a deep sense of aggrieved in his heart.

Everyone in the audience, not one is standing.

The direction in which everyone knelt was aimed at the winner.

Except for the people led by Winner, everyone here bowed their heads and dared not speak at all.

Silence, deathly silence!

The extremely depressing atmosphere made these top big figures in Muhe City feel palpitations.

"Premier Zhao, these crossbowmen around, are you trying to kill me?"

Ying Zi also looked calm, glanced at the soldiers on the wall, and said slowly.

Suddenly, Zhao Ziyan was clever, and said in a panic: "Second Young Master, his subordinates deserve death!"

All "Kneel down to me, you can't die together!"

Zhao Ziyan quickly looked at the soldiers on the wall and shouted loudly, his voice was a little hoarse.

Plop! Plop!

Afterwards, the crossbowmen fell on the ground one after another, kneeling down in response to orders.

Upon seeing this, the winner also said indifferently: "Prince Zhao, don't you want to thank me for hosting a banquet? And you want to give me some praise. Then, where are the award items?"

"this!

Zhao Ziyan's face was stagnant. He did give a banquet to thank the winner, but this was not true gratitude, but just set up a feast for the winner, waiting for the winner to be in the mouth.

But how does he know!

He wasn't waiting for a sheep!

It's a god!

After all the identity of Fan Ziyan was revealed, Zhao Ziyan knew that if things were not handled properly today, then his head would be lost.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyan couldn't help but glanced bitterly at Zhao Zhiyao's direction, full of regret.

He shouldn't cultivate Zhao Zhiyao like this!

Because of his teaching method, Zhao Zhiyao has developed a defiant character.

If it were not for this defiant character, Zhao Ziyan would definitely be sure that this thing today would not happen.

However, he asked for everything.

Because of Zhao Zhiyao's arrogant words, it directly led to the great god Yingziyi, who made the whole Muhecheng face the real big man with ambition.

As for Zhao Ziyan, he stupidly hosted a banquet for such a big man. What is even more ridiculous is that he has laid ambush the soldiers and is ready to fight.

It's just that all his settings will be meaningless after the identity of the winner emerges.

"I'm asking, Taishou Zhao, I saved your daughter. Why did you praise me. Why don't you help me with a few words so that I can get promoted and rich!"

Winner also smiled and said slowly.

"My son, it's the fault of my subordinates. The subordinates didn't know that it was you who came. Otherwise, even if they were given a thousand courage, they wouldn't dare to do it against you."

Zhao Ziya quickly lowered her head in panic and quickly explained.

Just kidding, how does he have the ability to make the winning son get promoted and rich!

If he is capable, he is not just a prefect.

In the whole world, who can make the winner also get promoted and wealthy?

No one!

Promotion?

If the winning son is promoted again, that status will make Zhao Ziyan even more frightened.

Winning Ziyi's identity is already very close to the top.

If you go further, it means that you have reached the top level, that is, the status of His Majesty the First Emperor!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyan's face was pale, his hands trembled, and he shivered unconsciously.

"I didn't ask your fault, I was just asking, where did the award you gave me go."

Winner also smiled and asked calmly.

Hearing that, Zhao Yan's face was stiff, and he didn't have any awards. Even if he had, the winner would also look down on it.

Twilight.

A gleam of light flashed through Zhao Ziyan's eyes. He glanced at Zhao Zhiyao's direction, and said respectfully to the Winner: "Second son, since the little girl was saved by you, it is reasonable and reasonable, and all his subordinates should be married to the little girl. To the son. I wonder what the son feels like?"

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiyao's heart clicked, his face became paler, and the corners of his mouth were full of bitterness.

It turns out that her proud identity is nothing more than goods that can be played with at hand in front of the other party!

Even her father, under the identity of the other party, had to use her as an item to make up for the other party and directly throw his hand out.

Of course, it is undeniable that her father is also doing her good from the heart.

After all, being able to become the wife of the son-in-law is something that many people are not looking forward to. And if she is a daughter of a prefect, if she can be (good, good) enough to become the wife of Winner, it will definitely be a blessing for eight lifetimes.

It's just that Zhao Zhiyao still feels uncomfortable. She had never thought that what she had brought with her for a while was to ruin her own life by herself.

The other party even asked her to slap herself and apologize. The humiliation in her heart has not yet dissipated.

The identities of the two parties are not on the same level at all!

Want revenge?

Unless she is tired of Zhao Zhiyao.

Therefore, after Zhao Zhiyao learned the identity of the winning son, those resentment anger was also extinguished. What remained in her heart was a deep weakness and lament.

She knew that her freedom, or the right to life, was no longer in her own hands.

But in the mouth of Winner.

If the other party wants her to give birth, she will give birth. If the other party wants her to die, she must die!

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhiyao's pretty face was full of dead gray, her beautiful eyes did not fluctuate, and she had completely lost her previous brilliance and arrogance. pregnant,

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