God of War: Supreme War King

Imperial Palace, imperial study.

"Bold and reckless, I don't know what to do." Yan longyi's face was silent, and his eyes began to change from serious to severe. "Chen Er kept looking after your six-year-old sister Huang, and the horse was on your sister Huang's side. Don't you know what your brother-in-law did?"

In the first eight words, father, you should give it to your sister. In addition to riding a war horse, she also started the Apocalypse array. Knowing her physical condition, her ministers can only be responsible for the following sentence.

In her heart, Yan Wuzheng said, "it's my son's careless thinking that surprised everyone." she looked absolutely honest and said, "change the past.".

"What do you think carefully again?" Yan longyi scolded. "Let you meet your emperor sister and husband. Finally, they returned to lingdu first."

"It was a high-profile greeting to follow the holy will and prepare to accompany sister Huang and brother-in-law Huang to visit her father and mother in lingdu..." Yan Wuzheng looked innocent. "I didn't want the people to recognize the king of war, which caused riots. They jumped out of the window and went back to lingdu first."

"Cause a riot?" Yan longyi looked at him and asked, "there are enough reasons for you to come back late. You didn't come back until the riot was calmed down?"

Yan Wuzheng gently drew the corners of his lips and tried to make the scene truly express at that time: "it's not strange. When you see it, the people will naturally disperse."

"No wonder?" the tone was solemnly expressed.

The fake face of Ning Su was like a plastic ice sculpture melting in the warm wind, as if it would deform accidentally. The tone that even Yan Wuzheng felt funny made Yan longyi's anger overwhelming in an instant.

"What is rarity?"

I just felt a cold sweat in the vest. Yan Wuzheng kept thinking: it can't be too real. It was inappropriate.

Then he heard his father scold and ask, "what are you thinking?"

Yan Wuzheng almost subconsciously said, "my son didn't think about anything." elder sister Huang has misunderstood, and we must not let my father and Emperor misunderstand.

Yan longyi was surprised by the quick and urgent response. It was like thinking about something he shouldn't think of

Ying'er has entered the imperial palace a few days ago. She doesn't see her parents, but she goes to the east palace for the first time. Why?

Yan Wuzheng was thinking about his own affairs. When she went back to the east palace to change clothes, yue'er reminded that someone was good at rendering every detail

He searched his mind for what else would make someone possible to do all the way from yun'an. He must tell the truth in front of his father, but the joke he had had could not reveal a trace in front of his father, otherwise it would easily arouse his father's heartache.

Raising his head, he saw his father's slender fingers moving slowly on the book case, and then took out a thin iron ruler from the bottom of the case.

Yan Wuzheng's heart tightened. Her eyes were slightly confused and looked at the front.

I knew this prop had been placed in the imperial study for several months. I felt it in my heart, but I never experienced it personally.

The next moment, the iron ruler pointed in front of me.

This is

"Kneel down!"

With the two short words falling, Yan Wuzheng's heart couldn't help jumping, but her body was inexplicably stiff.

Can't kneel, kneel is not to admit what I think? I didn't think about it. Why should I kneel?

He had a fortitude and boldness of spirit in his eyebrows and said, "my son has something to report. When the report is over, my father will punish me as much as he wants... In the restaurant that caused the riots, my son also fought with the accompanying king of Tianchen and Jin."

"You......" Yan longyi's hand trembled slightly while holding the iron ruler. "What else? Then he said."

"It was the son's minister who moved first..."

"Pa", the voice was broken by a heavy pumping on the back.

"Do you know who you are? Do you know what style is? You dare to say so."

"It's the one surnamed Wu... The king of Jin thought about Fang Qiu himself." Yan Wuzheng gnawed his teeth with a burning feeling on his back. He simply looked like a dead pig. It's better to lose money in the dark than in the light, so as not to worry my sister.