"What's wrong with you? Which man doesn't have a jealousy? It's normal for a man to have three wives and four wives. How can she Dongroulan not be able to serve other women?"

Seeing that Dong Ruoqin, who has always been obedient, spoke to the monk several times today, Fu Bao’s sullen face was red, and he stunned Dong Ruolan, who was still alive and dead.

Dong Ruoqin stayed: "But... but I have been jealous of you for so many years, and I have not received it."

"Well, Dong Ruoqin, you dare to compare me with Dong Ruolan?" Fu Bao pointed his finger at Dong Ruoqin's nose. "I am the princess's body, how noble? I have already married you, you dare to marry." If Dong Ruolan is different, if she becomes a noble, it is a high climb, and my emperor and brother are taken for granted."

What a good opportunity, expensive.

Her relationship with the emperor is not too close. If Dong Ruolan is a nobleman, she is afraid that the emperor will not help her?

But this group of **** churning sticks, would rather let Dong Ruolan marry, and not let her be the emperor's nephew?

"This time, Lan Xiaoyun can be the servant of my three emperors. It is also the opportunity for me to ask for it. What about the three emperors and the idiots? The good guys are also the royals, or the queens, and Lan Xiaoyun can become his Hey, you should be three and nine, and now dare to refuse? Really think of yourself as a thing!"

Dong Ruoqin’s words were not dare to pay back. If Fu Baozhen can marry him, is he climbing high?

"Madam!"

Suddenly, Dong Tianling screamed and immediately supported the old lady's fainting body, and her eyes became red.

"It seems that today, you really want to force me and your old mother! If so, come on! Come with the sword! I am self-mutilated here today, see how the world will talk about your unfilial son!" ”

Fu Baozhen was scared, and no more words could come out, and his eyes widened.

She stunned Dong Ruolan and said that if she forced her in-laws to commit suicide, she could kill her in the future.

Therefore, Fu Bao, who has never been afraid of the world, has been afraid.

She felt in her heart, but she did not dare to reveal her face. She sneered and said: "When you are the parents of Tianling, I will let you go first! However, Lan Xiaoyun has to marry and marry this time. Must also marry! And still happy to marry!"

The royal family, Nayong, should have been full of joy. If Dong’s family was cold and cold, wouldn’t it be a bad atmosphere?

"Don't leave?" Dong Tianling was also angry. He held his fist tightly to control the impulse to beat people.

But looking at Dong Tianling's bloodshot eyes, Fu Baozhen stepped back two steps and continued to sneer and said: "Hey, I just advise you, and you can become a prince in the name of Lan Xiaoyun. How big is Zhu Rong? The three emperors are likely to be the future Prince. If you don't think about it for yourself, you should consider it for Xiaoxue and Xiaolin, right?"

Dong Muxue and Dong Mulin are her sons and daughters. If Lan Xiaoyun is given to the royal family, it will be of great help to her children in the future.

Dong Tianling's mouth moved and he closed his eyes slightly. He stopped looking at Fu Baozhen and took the old lady's body and carefully placed it on the bed.

See Dong Tianling ignore her, Fu Baozhen is no longer looking for it, coldly, like a proud peacock seems to turn away.

Dong Ruoqin looked at the unconscious old lady, and hesitated. He wanted to stay, but Fu Baozhen, who was walking in front, looked back at him.

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