Kiss You, Sweetheart

In a hurry, he drew back to Ming Chengxian's side and flashed a cold light at the bottom of his eyes. Soon, he could hardly catch it.

Once upon a time, Ming Zongze did not dare to be so arrogant, because the throne did not necessarily fall on Ming Yanyao. Now, his eldest son has grown back, and his momentum has grown. He doesn't pay attention to himself any more.

The right of succession to the throne will still fall into his hands.

How could he be afraid of himself again?

Ming Zongrui's face became more and more ugly.

Next came the buffet party. Ming Chengxian took two glasses of wine from the waiter, handed one to Ming Zongrui, and said in a low voice, "Dad, take it easy."

Ming Zongrui naturally understood.

As long as bochayan is not on the throne, everything will change, won't it?

Next year will be the time of emperor Zongrui of Ming Dynasty. There are still a few months left. Everything is still unknown

Ming Zongrui grins and drinks with Ming Chengxian.

Ming Zongze is taking Bo Jiayan around the banquet hall, introducing ministers and royal family members to Bo Jiayan one by one.

Bo Jiayan has been taking Bo en en with him, and has not ignored her. He also shows others that he cares about her and attaches great importance to her.

We look at Bo en en's eyes quite different.

The woman that the prince cares about, we naturally have to please, maybe the next queen.

Bo Jiayan's thoughtfulness makes Bo en's heart warm and her mouth always smiles, which makes her look very radiant.

A woman moistened by love is beauty!

Ming Yankui is holding a glass of wine, some low-key leaning in a corner, his temperament is cold, also do not like to talk with people, the body's aura is the kind of thousands of miles away.

Jin Zhihui walked towards him. There was no one around mingyanyao. She took a look at Bo Jiayan's figure and said, "ah Yao, mom, I don't know what you think."

Ming Yande's attitude was light, and he drank wine slowly.

"Despite the struggle, at least you have a chance to win the throne. Now There's no chance. " Jin Zhihui has some small complaints, a beautiful and moving face, but with frost, it makes people feel bad to be close.

"The throne is not so important," he said

Hearing this, Jin Zhihui was angry: "is the throne not so important? Hehe, when you can't be a cabinet minister and you don't have any titles, you'll be no different from ordinary people. Do you understand? "

Ming Yande patted Jin Zhihui's shoulder gently: "Mom, don't worry too much, be careful of white hair."

Jin Zhihui

She is such a son. She is looking forward to this day. As a result, he took the initiative to get back his lost eldest son How can Jin Zhihui feel comfortable.

Her son is not such a clumsy person. He also wants to sit on the throne. Why did he do so?

She couldn't figure it out.

Ming Yanyao is afraid of what Jin Zhihui says and leaves with a glass.

With so many people, Jin Zhihui didn't keep up. He looked at Ming Zongze.

At this time, he was introducing senior defense officer Han Dazheng to Bo Jiayan. Han Dazheng is with his daughter, Han Xiyuan, who is known as the first beauty of K country.

She is wearing a rose red evening dress and her hair is in a bun. It looks like a rose in full bloom. It's so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.

She was smiling at the corner of her mouth and looking at Bo Jiayan with crooked eyes. She was a very comfortable looking woman.

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