Douluo: I'm really not an ice god!

And Zhi Nu Mo Ruo, Ning Fengzhi knows her daughter very well.

Rong Rong is proud of this girl, and she is even more arrogant in Zongmen on weekdays.

But the little princess who was so arrogant and not afraid of it, but could patiently obey Lingtian's suggestion, and even willing to make changes for him.

She thought carefully, Ning Fengzhi had long seen a clear look.

Otherwise, you will never ask Ning Rongrong's opinions anymore, and you will do the claim to find the Xueqing River to mention the mature.

Although Ning Feng wants to let Zongmen grow.

But in the final analysis, he is still a father. On the premise of ensuring the ancestors, he still wants to try to make Ning Rongsheng real happiness.

Otherwise, he will not give Oscar a chance in the original work ...

"..."

Lingtian raised his head and said seriously, "Uncle Ning, I don't think this family relationship."

Ning Feng's face changed, and his eyes were sharp. "Why, do you not like Rongrong?"

"Sister Rong Rong is very good."

Lingtian paused, looking straight at Ning Feng's gaze, and said seriously, "But I have always regarded Sister Rong Rong as a relative, just like you and the teacher.

agree."

Although this is said, it will cause the uncomfortable unhappy.

But like it is to like it. If you do n’t like it, you do n’t like it. If you do n’t accept it, you do n’t refuse.

He doesn't want to find a spare tire for himself, let alone play with the feelings of others.

If Ning Feng was given a ambiguous answer, only Ning Rongrong would be hurt in the end, and Lingtian didn't want to do so.

Ning Feng was silent for a long time, Tao, "Little Sky ..."

"Uncle Ning, please forgive me."

But didn't wait for him to finish, Lingtian bowed deeply, and then raised his head, and the right way, "Lingtian knows that doing this may brush Uncle Ning's face, but I don't want to deceive you."

"I like this kind of thing like I like, I do n’t like it, I do n’t like it. I forcibly bundle two people who do n’t love each other together. In the end, only countless injuries are obtained.”

"So, don't you like Rongrong?"

"Yes."

Lingtian nodded firmly, and said seriously, "Lingtian has never liked Sister Rongrong from beginning to end."

"You ... it's me."

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a long time, and no more sighing.

..............

Tiandou City.

At the beginning of the rising sun, the sky was getting bright.

The morning light broke the clouds, according to the first ray of golden sunlight.

The light wheels wandered with the clouds and sprinkled all corners of the imperial city.

The morning light is irradiated with the Panlong pillar on both sides of the Emperor Polar Temple, and the golden dragon engraved with the golden dragon is even more golden, adding a bit of a majestic momentum.

On the large square steps, Jia Shilin stands, with a knife to hold the halberd, guarding the entire emperor's temple.

And the cultural and military officials of the Tiandou Empire are standing in the square in a group of three or five, waiting quietly for the upcoming Chaohui.

"Shang Dynasty!"

Finally, the familiar sharp voice broke a slice of silence. The cultural and military officials went to the steps in turn, and entered the gate of the Huangji Temple. According to the sorting of the hall, stood silently in their respective positions.

They were holding their own players in their hands, waiting for the snowy emperor to come out of the curtain.

Step on stepping ...

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Hundred officials are looking forward to the arrival of His Majesty.

"His Royal Highness to the Prince."

The sharp voice sounded in a timely manner, but it turned from the familiar His Majesty to the His Royal Highness.

at the same time.

Wearing a bright yellow robe Qianxue, he slowly walked out from behind the curtain, his face was solemn, and his hands were behind him. Although you were young, he had a little majesty between the emperor.

Qilin kept in mind Xueye's instructions, and stood beside Qian Xuexue, as if she stood on the right side of her on the right side of Xueye.

"Tai, His Royal Highness?"

On the hall, Wenwu Bai officials looked up at the same time, watching Qian Xuexue standing on the hall in doubt.

Last night, the incident suddenly, and the cultural and military officials in the court did not receive the snowy emperor, and appointed the prince to be responsible for supervising the country's governance.

However, despite this, everyone in the court still keeps silent.

Because they do n’t need to speak, someone will not be afraid of the prince ’s identity in the court, and ask why the people of the upper dynasty have changed from His Majesty to His Royal Highness.

Sure enough, someone jumped out soon.

The Xuexing standing in the first row span a step, regardless of the prince's face, the generosity of the prince, "Qinghe, that's the position of your Majesty, even if you are the prince, you can't stand there, don't hurry up!"

It sounds like Qian Xuexue is good, but if you think about it carefully, you will jump out and point to Qian Xuexue, saying whether your kid is going to usurp the throne!

The courtiers were also trembling, and their eyes were squinting.

"Uncle Huang, don't be irritable."

Hearing Xue Xing's questioning, Qian Xuexue smiled indifferently, glanced at him, and then leisurely, "Qilin, in front of you, read the will of his father and emperor."

"promise."

Qilin bowed to the way, and then spread out the decree of Xueye.

[, The emperor of the Tiandou Empire, the Snowy Night of the Emperor of the Empire, made Wuzi Xueqing River, and supervised the country as a prince today, everything in China, regardless of military and political, etc., now it is handled by the prince.

Do not delay, the offenders cut!]

After speaking, Qilin closed the imperial decree again, and retreated to Qianyu Snow.

Qian Xuexue stands on the right side of the throne, looking around the ministers below, open open, and said, "Everyone is now, there are objections?"

"His Royal Highness Chitose, Chitose, Chitose!"

Since it is His Majesty's will, these ministers no longer think about it. Following the officials of the Prince's Mansion, they kneel on the ground and ask His Royal Highness.

"Everyone is flat." Qian Xuexue smiled indifferently.

At the same time, Xuexing among the ministers is standing in place at this moment.

Qian Yanxue's eyes halfway, "Uncle Emperor?"

"Um?"

Xue Xing was shocked and shouted subconsciously, "Your Majesty ... How will it make you supervise the country?!"

"It seems that the emperor seems to be the authenticity of this imperial decree."

Qian Xuexue's mouth raised a touch of funny smile, raised his hand, said, "Qilin, since the emperor does not believe it, let's show it to Uncle Huang."