Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 736

Right now, if Fu Zhaoge wanted Wen Yanya to destroy the entire Dingguo mansion, Wen Yanya would probably agree connivingly.

"No such meaning?"

Wen Yanya then glanced lightly at Duke Ding, and then his gaze was like an abyss of purgatory, and his low and mellow voice was so cold that it made people tremble.

"Ding Guogong didn't mean that, but Miss Gui didn't."

The deepness in Wen Yanya's eyes surged even more, with a coldness that couldn't be concealed.

"Today, the truth is to ask Ding Guogong to explain, otherwise... I am afraid that in the future, the truth will not have time to say more to the people in Ding Guogong's mansion."

The meaning of Wen Yanya's words is particularly obvious. If Dingguogong can't give a satisfactory explanation, I'm afraid Wen Yanya won't let Dingguogong's mansion live in such a moist way in the future.

"Why should Xiangye be aggressive?"

Duke Ding gritted his teeth and couldn't help saying.

"Duke Ding, have you thought about it?"

Then, Wen Yanya didn't say much, but directly raised his eyes to look at Ding Guogong, his brows and eyes were as clear as jade, his eyes like black ink were even more calm, and his demeanor was calm and elegant.

But at this time, Duke Ding could only grit his teeth secretly, not knowing what choice to make.

My own daughter is the child left by the deceased wife, so how can she suffer any punishment.

"Why don't you ask the daughter-in-law to come out to compensate His Highness the Crown Prince and the Prime Minister?"

Duke Ding also noticed that right now, Wen Yanya was venting his anger for Fu Zhaoge.

It's not because Mo Yao's love is not pleasing to the eye, but because Mo Yao's love has humiliated Fu Zhaoge.

"It seems that Ding Guogong doesn't understand what the truth says."

Then, Wen Yanya looked at Ding Guogong indifferently, and his already low-pitched and cool voice was even more depressing.

"Master Xiang, I see, Duke Ding is reluctant to come."

Fu Zhaoge on the side began to add fuel to the fire intentionally or unintentionally, but Ding Guogong watched Fu Zhaoge playful, but he could only swallow whatever he said.

Who made her Fu Zhaoge.

Who made the whole southern country belong to her from now on.

Duke Dingguo took a deep breath, and then looked at Wen Yanya. He really had no choice but to kowtow to Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya, and then said sincerely, "His Royal Highness, Mr. Xiang, the little girl is too weak to bear the pain of flesh and blood. Can I change it to something else?"

"Other?"

Fu Zhaoge slightly hooked the corners of his lips, then raised his eyes to look at Ding Guogong, but his lazy voice was filled with chills, making one's hair stand on end.

"Ding Guogong was in the court, and he watched how the palace got to the reserve position. He should understand where all the people who humiliated the palace have gone."

Fu Zhaoge's words immediately made Ding Guogong a little impatient.

"His Royal Highness, please forgive me. The little girl is the only child left by the deceased wife. This old man must not lose this child."

Then, Duke Ding kowtowed non-stop, and became emotional.

Fu Zhaoge looked at Duke Ding who had gray hair on his temples, but there was no emotional fluctuation, but the corners of his lips still curled up brightly.

"Mr. Ding, if I always thought of other people, I'm afraid I would have been dragged down by now. Why doesn't Duke Ding know what kind of temper I have?"

Fu Zhaoge's words completely made Ding Guogong dejected.

"His Royal Highness, why don't you let the old man handle the technique himself?"

After a long time, Duke Ding gritted his teeth and finally said this.

"However, I hope His Royal Highness can consider my son's weakness and tolerate it for a few days."

(End of this chapter)