Princess Against the World

With dark eyes, she squinted out.

"Fatty man, you're good at it! It's fine to come out to flirt with girls by yourself, but you even dragged Hao Qingyou together, are you going to rub sand in her eyes?!"

Feng Chenglin looked confused: "Third Young Master, what are you talking about?! Let me rub the sand in her eyes! If I dare to rub the sand for her, she can give me a knife!!"

"You don't have the guts to drag her into the teahouse with you?!"

"Isn't this all for you?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

How did this drag on and get on her? !

"Fart...how does this involve Ben again?!"

"Isn't it just to find a wife for you..."

"..."

Beep the dog! ! !

She was speechless for Fatty Feng's reason! !

"Fatty man, did you take the wrong medicine? Find me a wife?!"

Fatty Feng stepped forward, mysteriously: "Third Young Master, I know about the matter between you and Mo Xuanchen, but you always have to understand one thing. You are the eldest son and grandson of the Ling family, and you are responsible for carrying on the family line! You and Mo Xuanchen Mo Xuanchen... how do you two have children?! So, you still have to marry a wife..."

Ling Luoyu screamed with crows all over her head: "..."

She was speechless again! !

"Third Young Master, please listen to my advice! Although your father and grandfather love you and don't give birth to you, you should also think about them..."

To be honest, Fatty Feng really envied Ling Luoyu.

The matter between her and Mo Xuanchen was unanimously approved by the three parents of the Ling family!

They actually put up with her habit of breaking her sleeves! ! !

If it were him at this time, let alone say it clearly, even if he hinted a few words in front of Mr. Feng, the old man could destroy his peach blossom root on the spot—since it is useless, it is better to discard it, and keeping it is useless ! ! !

Thinking of that bloody scene, Feng Chenglin shuddered.

"Third Young Master, Duke Daguo and the others don't care about you, but for the future of the Ling family, you have to give birth to a child to carry on the family line! Think about it, if you don't give birth, your father's bloodline will be broken! You have the heart Looking at it hundreds of years later, there is not even a single person on the grave of you and your father?!"

Ling Luoyu completely knelt down! !

Fatty Feng had thought of such a long-term matter.

And the reason for marrying her a daughter-in-law was so grand, so grand that she felt that it would be unfilial if she didn't marry a daughter-in-law.

Fatty Feng was still chanting brokenly: "Third Young Master, in fact, you don't have to worry too much! To be honest, you just find a handsome girl to marry, have a child, and after you finish passing on the family line, just go with your Mo Xuanchen will go to the world freely...wouldn't everyone be better off in this way?!"

"Ahem..." Ling Luoyu finally had a chance to interject: "But it's not good for that girl...is it?!"

Feng Chenglin frowned suddenly: "What are you afraid of?! With your current appearance, identity, talent, and status, Ling Luoyu, how many girls are willing to marry you even if they are alone in an empty house..."

He patted Ling Luoyu's shoulder heavily with his hands.

"Third Young Master, leave this matter to me, brother! I will definitely handle it properly for you!!"

"But……"

Regardless of Ling Luoyu's protest, Feng Chenglin waved his hands away confidently, with the momentum of taking over.

Standing on the street, looking at his back, Ling Luoyu couldn't laugh or cry.

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry. The three heads of the Ling family haven't said anything yet, but he can't wait to get up! !