Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 373 His Nest Has Been Occupied!
Mr. Zhao's face was almost turning purple!
Thinking of him, Mr. Zhao is also regarded as a genius level figure in this capital. He usually practices with his slaves, and even a dozen people can't get close to him.
Now he actually let a legendary waste be thrown out like trash, if it gets out, what face will he have?

But how did he get thrown out? !

He didn't even see clearly how Ning Xuemo made the move!
Most of the people present were also surprised in the same way, looking at Ning Xuemo with doubts and surprises in their eyes.

"Okay, okay, Zhao Xuan, you still underestimate Marquis Ning, she is only young and energetic to make such a joke with you...Come here, help Mr. Zhao go down to change clothes..." Le Xuan who was in a good mood today The emperor smoothed the field.

A waiter had already come to help Mr. Zhao down.

A small storm just passed.

After Mr. Zhao went down to straighten his clothes and wash his hands again, he didn't want to go back to the banquet that made him lose face.

But since the emperor was still sitting there, he, a courtier, did not dare to escape from the banquet anyway, so he had to dawdle back.

And Emperor Lexuan, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince met with a gift, and he did not want to return to his original seat no matter what.

It happened that a young gentleman went out for convenience, so he sat down on his seat.

Emperor Le Xuan acquiesced, anyway, Ning Xuemo and this Mr. Zhao had no chance after such a incident, so it is better to give the opportunity to other teenagers...

When the young man who was convenient to go out turned around, he discovered a very serious problem, his nest was occupied by someone!
And the only seat was next to Ning Xuemo...

He trembled in his heart, thinking about what he should do, Emperor Lexuan had already said: "After Huaqing, you can sit next to Xuemo."

This Empress Huaqing was the son of the minister of the Ministry of War. He was tall and burly, with a dignified appearance, and he walked like a tiger.

His father was utterly loyal to the royal family, and he was also one of the candidates that Emperor Lexuan wanted to choose a son-in-law for Ning Xuemo.

After all, he is the son of a general, he is more straightforward, and he will not give up when he speaks.Some stunned.

So after he was stunned for a while, he said, "Your Majesty, the young general dare not sit with Marquis Ning."

"Uh, why?" Emperor Le Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Facts have proved that Xue Mo is not a waste material, and his kung fu is very good. With you... we can also learn martial arts from each other..."

"The young general doesn't like women who are too tough, and he is afraid that she will beat him up if he disagrees..." Empress Hua Qing was straight-hearted, and directly expressed her concerns.

Emperor Le Xuan: "..."

Everyone laughed coquettishly, and turned their eyes to Ning Xuemo again, with gloating, joking, and a little bit of sympathy in their eyes...

Ning Xuemo tightened her fingers holding the wine glass!
These stinking men, you are weak in thinking, they laugh at you as a waste, you are better at kung fu, and he dislikes you for being better than him...

The young man who was reluctantly sitting next to her had been paying attention to her expression with trepidation. Seeing her pretty face darken now, he felt even more flustered, and his hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

He was shaking so much that the plate in front of him rang. Ning Xuemo was angry and squinted at him: "Why are you shaking? I'm afraid that this girl will throw you out too?"

The son's surname was Mo, and when Ning Xuemo asked, he was so frightened that the chopsticks in his hand fell directly onto the plate.

He suddenly got up scrambling, left his seat, and bowed to Emperor Lexuan: "Your Majesty, my humble minister...ah, no, Xiaomin also wants to change seats..."

(End of this chapter)