The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

Gu Liaohe looked at the familiar face in front of him and felt enlightened for a moment.

"Why, you haven't seen me for so many years and you don't recognize me?"

The man curled his lips and pulled Gu Liaohe up.

Gu Liaohe's hair was messy and his clothes were disheveled. He turned sideways with his eyes closed, patted the dust on his body and asked, "Why are you back?"

The man crossed his arms on his chest and raised his eyebrows and explained to him: "Your Majesty's fiftieth birthday next month. My father requested an order to return to Kyoto to celebrate his birthday. Your Majesty granted it."

Gu Liaohe said "Oh" without much reaction on his face.

Seeing this, the man came over with a smile, patted Gu Liaohe on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"Erlang, I haven't seen you for a few years, why haven't you improved at all in your kung fu? You still act like a little girl. I thought some young lady was being scorned and rushed to save her. I didn't expect it to be you, Look at how you use your fists and tricks in a fight, it’s useless!”

After saying that, the handsome face grinned with teeth.

Gu Liaohe stared at him with an ugly expression on his face and gritted his teeth angrily: "Shen Beiwang, you've had enough!"

Shen Beiwang stopped laughing and taught him a lesson: "You are so innocent and you call me by my name. When I tell your sister, you will inevitably have to be lectured by her again!"

Gu Liaohe's face sank, he couldn't bear Shen Beiwang's teasing.

He brushed Shen Beiwang's hand away angrily and strode out of the alley.

Shen Beiwang laughed twice and quickly caught up with Gu Liaohe.

"If you don't go back home, why are you following me?"

"I'm going to your sister's house for dinner!"

Gu Liaohe was stunned and stopped to stop Shen Beiwang: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Shouldn't you go back to Zhenguo General's Mansion to reunite with your family? Why are you going to my sister's house for dinner?"

Shen Beiwang clicked his tongue and said, "I left my father and the others behind at high speed and rushed back. I haven't returned home yet. I haven't been back to Kyoto for many years, so I walked around on purpose. Unexpectedly, I met you and was almost robbed. Let’s go, I saved your life at least, it’s not too much to go to your sister’s house for a meal with you!”

Shen Beiwang looked like he was taking it for granted, but Gu Liaohe was speechless for a moment.

"Hurry up, I'm already hungry!" Seeing that Gu Liaohe was not moving, Shen Beiwang took his arm and urged him to leave quickly.

Gu Liaohe threw his hand away and kept distance from him.

Along the way, Shen Beiwang was talking to himself and chattering endlessly.

"Kyoto is better. The climate is pleasant. Unlike the north, where the weather is dry and the wind and sand are strong. You don't know that when the sun is scorching, if you don't surround yourself tightly when you go out, you can get burned."

"I still like Kyoto. Look how pretty the girls in Kyoto are."

"Erlang, how did you become the young minister of Dali Temple with a body as frail as yours?"

"You'd better go to the army with me to practice, otherwise no girl will like you like this...!"

"Shen Beiwang, shut up!"

Gu Liaohe roared in anger, wishing to punch Shen Beiwang in the face.

Shen Beiwang pretended to be scared and shrank: "Just shouting won't do it, Erlang, stamp your feet again and show me!"

Gu Liaohe's vision went dark, and he was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

I shouted angrily in my heart: Oh my God!Why let this scourge come back!

The palace, the imperial study.

Huo Yunjue knelt in the hall with a calm expression.

Emperor Yao sat in front of the imperial cabinet and scolded him with an unhappy expression: "The dignified fourth prince is actually involved with the notorious Zhan Yuantang. You still act like it has nothing to do with you. See for yourself. Your records are almost filling up my imperial cabinet!"

Emperor Yao grabbed several books and threw them at Huo Yunjue.

Huo Yunjue did not dodge, but replied with an innocent face: "Father, I am wronged. When I saved Daxia Bai, I didn't know that he was the master of Zhanyuan Hall!"

"Then everything he did in Lianzhou and Qingzhou was not ordered by you?" Emperor Yao narrowed his eyes and asked him tentatively.

Huo Yunjue said calmly: "How can my son be so capable? Moreover, Daxia Bai and the others are generous, spending a lot of money and food to resettle the victims, and also mobilized various sects in the rivers and lakes to help. If my son is so capable, he can order them , can unify the world, and be a leader of the martial arts alliance, and be free and comfortable, isn't this happier than the prince?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Yao picked up the inkstone and threw it next to him.

"Rebel!"

"I feel wronged by being a prince!"

Emperor Yao was so furious that the palace maids and eunuchs were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

Huo Yunjue immediately lowered his head and confessed: "Father, please calm down. I will not hesitate to speak. If I know my crime, please punish me!"

Emperor Yao stood up angrily, pointed his finger at Huo Yunjue and shouted: "Don't call me father anymore, I don't have an incompetent son like you!"

Eunuch Wu's expression tightened, and he secretly winked at Huo Yunjue, indicating that he should continue to admit his mistake.

Huo Yunjue lowered his head and tried to call out again helplessly: "Father!"

"I told you not to call me Father. Since you really want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, then go ahead and do it for me!"

Emperor Yao snorted coldly and sat back in his seat.

Eunuch Wu sighed secretly, knowing that Emperor Yao was losing his temper.

Huo Yunjue pondered for a moment, then he had to bite the bullet and changed his words and shouted: "Dad!"

The sound of "Daddy" made all the maids and eunuchs on the ground tremble in shock.

Emperor Yao was still angry and blurted out: "I'm not your father, I don't have a father like you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the entire imperial study suddenly became stagnant.

Huo Yunchue and the others even tightened their breathing, and the imperial study room fell into unprecedented silence.

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Emperor Yao looked a little embarrassed.

At this time, a concubine in gorgeous palace clothes walked in to pay homage to Emperor Yao without being informed.

"The concubine sees Your Majesty, all blessings, Your Majesty!"

When Emperor Yao saw the visitor, his expression softened slightly.

"Why are Ye Zhaoyi here?" Emperor Yao raised his hand to signal her to come forward.

"Back to Your Majesty, the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet is about to begin. I want to go to the family banquet with Your Majesty. I wonder if it will disturb Your Majesty?" Ye Zhaoyi held Emperor Yao's arm with an affectionate look on her face.

Emperor Yao's face relaxed, he smiled, patted her hand and said softly: "I will go to the family dinner with you after I take care of this troubled son."

Ye Zhaoyi glanced at Huo Yunjue and asked doubtfully: "I heard that the flood was successfully resolved thanks to His Highness the Fourth Highness. Why did Your Majesty punish him, a hero?"

"Besides, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is supposed to be a good day for family reunion. Your Majesty has punished the Fourth Highness. How embarrassing is it for Sister Wan Fei!"

After hearing her words, Emperor Yao immediately felt relieved. He softened his attitude and said to Huo Yunjue, "Get up, tidy up, and go to the family dinner with me first."

"I thank my father for your kindness!"

Huo Yunjue thanked Wan'en and stood up slowly, nodding slightly to express his gratitude to Ye Zhaoyi.

Immediately, Emperor Yao led Ye Zhaoyi out of the imperial study, with Huo Yunjue following behind them.

After walking for a while, Emperor Yao suddenly asked the second prince about the donation and why Su Yanqi and Ning Ziqing took the lead in opposing him.

Huo Yunjue informed Emperor Yao about the fact that the second prince had teased Ning Ziqing.

He insinuated that the second prince had offended Su Yanqi because of this matter, so Su Yanqi and the others did not give the second prince face by raising funds this time.

After hearing this, Emperor Yao didn't have much trouble on his face. He just said calmly: "I'll ask Concubine Wan to announce the two of them to the palace later. When will they get married? It's time for Qi Langjun to get married."

Huo Yunjue's expression suddenly shook, and his eyes immediately became panicked.

He wanted to open his mouth to dispel Emperor Yao's idea, but he couldn't.

In the end, he could only look down at the ground helplessly.

As night falls, a bright moon hangs high in the sky.

Every household in Kyoto lights up lanterns and gathers together to celebrate this day of family reunion.

Ninghou Mansion.

Su Yanqi came to the banquet on time.

Ning Zijun took Ning Ziqing to the gate in person to welcome him into the house.

The three of them came to the banquet hall together, and the old lady happily invited Su Yanqi to take a seat.

Su Yanqi and Marquis Ning finished their salutes, sat next to Ning Ziqing and said politely: "I'm grateful for the invitation from the Crown Prince today, but Yan Qi is sorry for bothering me."

The old lady smiled and waved her hand: "We are all a family from now on. Qi Lang-kun doesn't have to be so outspoken with us. Just treat this place as your own home, don't be restrained."

Ning Zijun took over: "Grandma is right. I will choose a lucky day later so that Qingqing and Qilangjun can set a wedding date. I can arrange their wedding before I leave Beijing, and I will feel at ease."

As soon as these words came out, several people on the table had different expressions. Song and Ning Zilan were holding their breath in their hearts, but they said with a sneer on their faces: "Mother, Mr. Marquis, and Zi Jun's marriage haven't been arranged yet. The three girls are getting married." Isn’t it inappropriate in the front?”

The old lady and Lord Ning were stunned for a moment.

Ning Zijun chuckled and said firmly: "I have my own plans for my marriage, and Qingqing's happiness is more important right now. When my grandfather's family comes to Kyoto next month, we will let Qingqing get married in a glorious way, are you right? ,Mother!"

He said the last word with a hint of warning in his tone.

Mrs. Song was speechless by him and had to give up sadly.

There was hatred in Ning Zilan's eyes, and her hostility towards Ning Zijun became even stronger.

Ning Ziqing lowered her eyes and said nothing, feeling depressed.

Recalling that Ning Zijun had promised that he would consider her and Huo Yunjue's affairs before, he didn't expect that he would go back on his word.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Ning Ziqing quickly glared at Ning Zijun.

Su Yanqi on the side noticed Ning Ziqing's displeasure, and her eyes hinted to Ning Zijun to calm down.

Ning Zijun disagreed.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the table became a little tense, Xie's mother quickly stepped forward to remind: "Old madam, let's start the dinner quickly, the dishes are almost cold."

The old lady came back to her senses, raised her chopsticks cheerfully and said, "Let's start the feast. After we finish eating, we can go out and enjoy the moon."

"Everyone use your chopsticks!" Mr. Ninghou followed.

Several people put their thoughts aside and picked up their chopsticks to pick up the food.