Poison Concubine Playing Evil King: Miss Beast Controlling

However, the coma of the city lord, An Ming, did not last too long. He soon woke up after the old housekeeper stuffed a pill into his mouth: "Steward, go check it out for me. Where did you go today?"

"Yes, Lord City Master!" The old housekeeper replied and left.

"Jian'er, Jian'er, what the hell is going on, who have you offended?" An Ming tightly held his son An Jian's soul card in his palm.

"Woo, woo, woo..." At this time, Wu Shao's father hadn't left. His heart was so distressed when his girl died. With his endless efforts, now that he has grown up, his daughter is really uplifting, and she has won the heart of the young city lord, and the two of them are actually engaged smoothly. Seeing that they are about to get married .

If they get married, then the status of his Wu family in this Shenfu City will rise a few steps immediately, but, but, now that dream has been shattered, tell me, this Wu Shao's father, How could it not be sad.

In fact, his tears had been brewing for a long time, but just now the Lord City Lord passed out, so he had no chance to cry. After all, if he cried at that time, who would he cry for? Could it be for the old housekeeper? It's useless.

Now the head of the Wu family has made up his mind. Since his daughter died with An Jian, he will use this opportunity to make the city lord An Ming feel that he owes the An family to the Wu family. Yes, then the status of the Wu family can be temporarily preserved, and then he only needs to introduce another daughter to be close to the other sons of the Lord Mayor, but this is not urgent, you must know that the Lord Mayor has many sons, but It is still not clear that Anjian is dead, so who will pass on the name of the young city lord?

It has to be said that Wu Shao's father is also an extremely snobbish person, so it is not difficult to figure out why Wu Shao has such a temper.

Such a father, what kind of good children can he raise?

But seeing that An Ming has come to his senses now, Wu Qing understands that it will be too late if he doesn't cry now.

In fact, An Ming's heart was already in a mess, and Wu Qing's crying made him even more troubled.

"Brother Wu, stop crying!" An Ming frowned tightly.

"Woo, woo, woo, Lord City Master, you know that Shao'er is my most beloved daughter, but why did she go like that now, woo, woo, my heart aches!" Wu Qing said Look, those tears, but shed more fiercely.

It's just that An Ming doesn't know now, but Wu Qing is crying secretly in his heart, saying that the chili oil on his sleeves seems to be dripping a little too much, and it seems difficult for him to stop his tears now. I can only continue to cry.

But at this time Feng Shitian, brought Zhang San, Su Nan, and Yaoluo out of the inn.

Feng Shitian knew very well in his heart that if he waited for others to stay in the inn, he would be surrounded by places, so it is better not to take advantage of the present, and everyone left the city of God.