One Year Marriage

  Ewell listened to Gong Tianqi's gritted teeth and hurriedly walked towards the back room. After about ten seconds, he finally arrived at the door of the back room.

   When the two guards in charge of the gate saw him, they immediately bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty!"

   "Bring him out to me!"

   Iwell put his hands behind his back and commanded with a sullen face.

"Yes!"

  The guards responded in unison, and immediately pushed the door and walked in.

   "Hey, you scumbags who avenge their revenge, you will be punished by God for doing this to the young master!"

   "Hello, what about people?"

"Hey-"

  In the house, Gong Tianqi was tied to a chair, struggling desperately, yelling while exerting strength, as if only in this way could he express his anger.

Just as he was screaming vigorously, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of two guards walking in. He was startled for a moment, but he quickly reacted and smiled disdainfully, "Ha, finally someone dares to come to see the young master! Where's the king? Master wants to see him!"

   "What's the hurry, I'll take you to see me now, stop arguing!"

The    guard glared at him angrily, his tone a little impatient.

   He thought to himself that he had never seen such a noisy person in his life. After all, he was as arrogant as he was, and it was estimated that Sun Wukong would have to take a detour when he saw it.

   Gong Tianqi, of course, did not know that the other party had such a "high" evaluation of him. His attention at this moment was all on the matter of going to see the king.

   That old man was frightened just now, should he be all right now?

  Wait to see him later, do you want to identify yourself?

   Gong Tianqi frowned, and before he could figure it out, he saw the two guards quickly approaching him.

  I thought they were trying to untie themselves, but who knows, the other party didn't say a word, just lifted the chair he was sitting on and walked out.

   "Hey—what do you want?"

   "Hurry up and let the boy down!"

"Hey-"

   These bastards, are you full?

   His concubine is not a Tang monk, and this drama of tying up and walking away is really not suitable for him. Hey—

On the way out of the back room, Gong Tianqi didn't cooperate. He jumped on the chair with all his might, and made the guards choked up. But even so, the two guards didn't dare to loosen him, because this The person is too agile, if he hadn't been shot a while ago, how could they have caught him so easily?

   caught him and was afraid that he would escape, how could he do it without tying him up?

  Just like that, Gong Tianqi and the chair were carried and appeared in front of Aiwell.

"It's you?!"

   When Iwell saw him, a hint of surprise could not help flashing across his deep eyes.

  Although he had never seen Gong Tianqi himself, Lisa had shown him a photo, so he recognized him at first sight.

   "Huh, yes, it's the young master!"

   Gong Tianqi raised his chin and said tuggingly.

   From the expression on the king's face, the other party already knew that his name was Gong Tianqi, so he didn't bother to introduce himself.

   His attitude is quite arrogant, however, Awell doesn't mind this, or in other words, he has no time to care about his attitude, he only cares whether Gong Tianqi is related to this assassination.

   So, Iwell gave him a cold look, and then asked sharply, "What's your purpose for sneaking into the venue?"

   "Of course I have only one purpose in coming to country I, that is to bring my wife and children home!"

   Gong Tianqi simply went straight to the point.

   He has always been bold and direct in his work, and he doesn't like to beat around the bush, and at this stage, he is not in the mood to waste time with Ewell, so he just talks about it.

  PS: Merry Christmas!