Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

Thinking of this, Sun Jijiu cleared his throat, turned to Gu Qinlan, and said with a flattering smile:

"Princess Duan, why don't we just let Mr. Meng apologize to you? As for the parade...why not..."

"How about that?"

Before Gu Qinlan could speak, Jiang Boyi had already walked up to her, fanning himself with a folding fan. He glanced at Sun Jijiu and said sarcastically:

"Sun Jijiu, after so many years, the Imperial College has degenerated so badly that they even dare to protect such a person? They dare to gamble but not to admit it? Is this the rule of the Imperial College?"

"You people from the Imperial College provoked me first, and then you tried to deny your defeat. Now you want to bully and threaten my cousin, a weak woman?"

As soon as Sun Jijiu saw Jiang Boyi, he felt his head start to hurt again.

This troublemaker!

Then he looked at the younger generation again and couldn't help but continue to complain in his heart: They brought a bunch of little troublemakers with them!

Finally, Sun Jijiu's gaze fell on Gu Qinlan, who was silent but calm as water. The corner of his mouth twitched and he thought: What a heroine!

If Gu Qinlan had not stepped forward and fought for a chance of survival for Zheng Fengyun, how could the emperor have looked at Zheng Fengyun's crooked calligraphy?

Although he had such thoughts in his mind, Sun Jijiu still took a deep breath, intending to be a mediator, and explained in a gentle tone:

"That's not what I meant..."

However, before Sun Jijiu finished his words, a cold and majestic male voice resounded throughout the venue:

"The gambler must accept the loss. Lou Wei, Wei Lin, send out your men and make sure they circle the entire capital. If anyone dares to go back on his word or attempts to escape, he will be executed on the spot!"

Zheng Dinglian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, spoke slowly, raised his eyes, and glanced at Sun Jijiu indifferently.

The murderous aura that permeated his body was frightening. Sun Jijiu immediately kept silent and dared not say another word.

Following Zheng Dinglian's order, his personal guards immediately walked out of the crowd, moving in unison, and instantly surrounded Meng Yan and others.

Meng Yu's eyes widened, and he was about to speak: "You..."

Before he finished speaking, the guards drew out their swords with a clang.

The gleaming cold blade made Meng Yu and the others' eyes hurt, and even their necks seemed to feel a slight pain, so they immediately shut their mouths!

Meng Yu looked at Zheng Dinglian in doubt, thinking that he had restrained his edge due to his physical disability and would not easily conflict with others. However, at this moment, Zheng Dinglian, even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, had an overwhelming murderous aura and a momentum like the King of Hell. How could he be bullied at all?

Meng Yu was confused and couldn't understand why Zheng Dinglian, who was so powerful, didn't immediately attack when they provoked him.

Of course, no one has answers to these questions, just like at this moment, no one dares to say another word.

Sun Jijiu hurriedly took a few steps back, looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, pretending to have nothing to do with the matter.

It’s really hilarious!

Whether it was Jiang Boyi or Gu Qinlan, they were just arguing with each other, but if they dared to argue with Zheng Dinglian, it would be a matter of life and death!

Although Zheng Dinglian was unable to move now, it was easy for him to kill a few blind people who insulted him. Even if the emperor knew about this, he probably would not blame Zheng Dinglian.

After all, one was a hero who expanded the country's territory and almost sacrificed his life, while the other was just a teacher who stirred up trouble... There was no need to explain this contrast, and it was obvious who would get the emperor's support.

Meng Yu and others were escorted out of the Imperial College, while Zheng Fengyun and others could not wait any longer and shouted directly to Gu Qinlan:

"Mother, we want to go with you to supervise as well! Can we come back later?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Mother! Huiyi even drew several big turtles in advance! They can't be wasted!"

Zheng Huiyi nodded heavily, with excitement gleaming in her eyes.

"Father and mother don't have to worry. Fenghui will keep an eye on them and prevent things from getting out of control." Zheng Fenghui coughed and said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Fengyun and Zheng Huiyi rolled their eyes at Zheng Fenghui!

Their elder brother is the best at pretending!

Zheng Dinglian frowned slightly and was about to refuse, but Gu Qinlan smiled and waved at the children:

"Go ahead, but remember to listen to your eldest brother, don't act recklessly, and don't overdo it."

"OK!!"

The children cheered excitedly and immediately followed Meng Yu and the others. Dou Qianqian didn't even need to be called, she had already "joined the crowd" with Zheng Fengyun and the others and ran excitedly to watch the game.

Instead, the Tenth Prince stood there, his brows slightly furrowed, looking somewhat hesitant and indecisive.

The book does not mention the situation he is facing at the moment. What should he do?

However, the Tenth Prince did not hesitate for too long. Zheng Fengyun soon noticed his slowness, turned around and grabbed the Tenth Prince's arm, and urged him anxiously:

"Hurry up! Junior brother! The senior brothers will take you to watch a good show!"

The tenth prince boasted that he was the last one to join the sect, so he firmly believed that he was the younger junior brother.

Although Zheng Fenghui and others felt that something was wrong, they usually just called him the Tenth Prince at most. Only Zheng Fengyun was not polite and directly called him "Junior Brother".

One is simple, the other is stubborn, and the two complement each other in an interesting way.

Gu Qinlan looked at the figures of the crowd gradually walking away, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and her eyes were full of warmth.

Zheng Dinglian, who originally wanted to stop the little guys, finally chose to acquiesce when he saw Gu Qinlan's gentle smile.

Gu Qinlan turned around, looked at Zheng Dinglian with gentle eyes, and explained softly:

"The children have been tense for many days in order to win this competition. Now that they have won, they should naturally relax as much as they can."

"Achievements need to be celebrated. Besides, children know their limits. We should let them go when it's time to do so. If we over-restrict them, it will be counterproductive."

In the process of children's growth, whether winning or losing, it is a stage they must go through.

Victory should naturally be rewarded.

Zheng Dinglian looked at Gu Qinlan. His usually cold face now had a hint of tenderness and a few smiles flashed in his eyes. Then he nodded slightly and asked with a smile:

"Go home?"

"it is good."

Gu Qinlan watched Zheng Dinglian leave with a sweet smile, then she gently grasped the handle of Zheng Dinglian's wheelchair and pushed him away slowly.

Everyone witnessed how Zheng Dinglian's originally stern expression like that of Yama instantly turned into tenderness in front of Gu Qinlan, and he even obeyed her every word. They were all stunned with surprise.

Zheng Shuyuan followed behind, rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction, and muttered to herself: Look at how spineless my brother is!

Jiang Boyi also planned to leave, but was surrounded by students from the Imperial College.

Everyone wanted to ask Jiang Boyi for advice. After all, his disciples were so outstanding, and as a master, his skills must be even better!

The outcome is decided!

Inside Taibai Tower!

Countless people who suffered miserably were wailing in pain, as if it was the end of the world.