Weird Fantasy: My Life Simulator

Chapter 180 The Ninth-Lord of the Northern Territory [8] (5/5)

Luo Hao's words suddenly silenced the scene.

Everyone looked at Yun Ao with shocked faces, and Luo Hao was serious about it.

Then the Yun Mansion among these hundred cities is about to soar into the sky.

A slight smile appeared on Uncle Mo's face on the side, and he began to look at Yun Ziqing in front of him.

"This son is really humorous, the little girl is just talking gibberish.

"Please also this young man, don't mind."

Yun Ao was startled slightly. He didn't take Luo Hao's words as true in his heart. Instead, he said politely.

"You are saying that my young master is not worthy of your girl?,

Uncle Mo frowned slightly, and the great pressure fell from the sky and fell on everyone present.

Fear, panic, anxiety and other emotions reappeared in everyone's heart "Zero Fifty Seven", and everyone complained about Yun Ao in their hearts.

"Uncle Mo, I think Patriarch Yun didn't mean that."

"Retract the momentum.

Luo Hao stretched out his hand and patted Uncle Mo on the shoulder, and then stood two steps forward.

"Not bad, this senior, the villain doesn't mean that."

"It is the blessing of this mad girl that this prince is attracted to my mad girl.

Where did Yun Ao dare to say no words at this time? With Mo Shu's murderous eyes in front of him, if he was saying no words, I am afraid that the end of Liancheng Dangyang would be his end.

The faces of everyone present could not help being shocked, and the decline of Liancheng Mansion was certain.

But the Yunfu at the moment has found a bigger backing.

Hearing what Yun Ao said, Luo Hao also smiled slightly, and then sat down in the main seat.

Sitting with Yun Ziqing, the original very lively engagement banquet was after Luo Hao joined.

It seemed that they became very quiet, and the people in the other seats didn't even dare to cry.

In the entire banquet hall, only the voices of Luo Hao and Yun Ziqing could be heard.

Occasionally, I could still hear the laughter of the two. After all, I have been with Yun Ziqing for a long time in my previous life.

For Yun Ziqing's preferences, it is already very clear. At this time, just a few simple conversations have already attracted Yun Ziqing's favor.

"If Dad really lets me marry someone, I would really like to marry this guy."

"It's much more pleasing to the eye than that Liancheng Po, and it's better from a strong family background."

Yun Ziqing looked at Luo Hao who was still talking, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a little smile.

For the children of their big family, it is generally the most gifted person to inherit the family, and those who are less gifted will be used to marry the big family.

As a bridge between the two parties, even Yun Ziqing, who has been very self-willed from Xiaodao, knew this very well, so she didn't have much resistance in her heart. She just hoped to find someone who looked pleasing to her eyes as much as possible.

For example, in her previous life, Yun Ziqing didn't want to marry Lian Chengpo, so she mentioned to Yun Ao that she wanted to marry Luo Hao.

As for Luo Hao from the previous life, his talents were amazing. If Yun Ziqing had such a talented husband, even if he inherited Yunfu in the future, no one would object.

However, in this life, Luo Hao has changed his identity. He is no longer a family member, but Mo Xuyao, the young pavilion owner of Fenglei Pavilion, the overlord of the Northern Territory.

As agreed in the previous life, the eight-door sedan chair with three books and six ceremonies will marry Yun Ziqing back to Fenglei Pavilion in every way.

The sky soon became dark, and Yun Ao prepared a guest room for Luo Hao and the two of them.

Yun Ziqing sent the two over, and along the way they discussed some interesting things that happened when Luo Hao came over.

Although many of them are fabricated, they are just funny things that Luo Hao thought of accidentally, but Yun Ziqing seemed to be very happy to hear it.

The two also agreed to go shopping in the city together tomorrow.

Until Mo Shu returned to the room alone, there was still a bit of dismay in the eyes of the two of them.

But Uncle Mo, after walking into the room, immediately brought up paper, pen and ink, and told Mo Fenglei and his wife in Fenglei Pavilion one to five to ten of what had happened in the past few days.

After a while, after writing more than a hundred characters in a row, Uncle Mo walked out of the room.

The thumb and index finger were placed in the mouth, and a loud whistle sounded.

A majestic eagle landed on Mo Shu's arm. After Mo Shu rolled the letter and put it in, he threw the eagle into the air.

"I don't know how the pavilion owner and his wife would look when they heard this news..."

Uncle Mo smiled slightly, with his hands behind his back, like an ordinary seventy-year-old man, slowly walking back to the room.

On the second day, Luo Hao, who had just had lunch in Yunfu.

So he took Yun Ziqing directly out of Yunfu, and went to play in the market outside.

Originally, if there was no Luo Hao, Yun Ao would normally not allow Yun Ziqing to go out to play without authorization.

But now with Luo Hao's intervention, we must not be too concerned about this matter.

On the other side, in the Fenglei Pavilion in the center of the Northern Territory.

Mo Fenglei, who had just eaten and was about to deal with Fenglei Pavilion's affairs, suddenly saw an eagle falling in the sky.

He also stopped and called his wife who was watering the flowers.

"Did Yao'er send the letter back? What did he say?"

Hearing Mo Fenglei said that Luo Hao had a letter, he immediately put the matter down and ran over.

"It's not Yao'er, it should be Butler Mo, let's come and have a look.

As soon as Mo Fenglei finished speaking, Ouyang Xiaoxiao on the side also showed a little loss.

The two sat down together, looking like a letter from Uncle Mo.

But slowly, the loss on Ouyang Manxiao's face has gradually dissipated, with a smile, but Mo Fenglei's face has a little weirdness.

"It's really nonsense, not only to disrupt other people's engagements, but also to take away their fiancées.

"I'll write to him immediately and berate him, and ask Mr. Mo to bring this stinky boy back at 0.8 minutes!"

Mo Fenglei's face showed a touch of anger, and his palms slapped heavily on the stone table beside him.

"What else can I do if I grab all of it? It's not that the border barbarians are rude to me Yao'er.

"I'm quite looking forward to it. I don't know what that girl is like, it will make our son match her at a glance."

A smile appeared on Ouyang Xiaoxiao's face. He didn't feel angry about Luo Hao's actions, but rather looked forward to meeting Yun Ziqing.

"If you say this, it is indeed true. Everyone is robbed, and people are killed."

"Then I will give orders at once to send some good betrothal gifts. After all, Yao'er didn't bring anything on the road."

"We can't weaken the faces of Fenglei Pavilion and Mo Family."

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