Nan Baozhu slowly lay down and was surrounded by Ning Wanzhou's arms and satin quilt.

When they met honestly, the young man was careful and did not dare to touch her at all.

Both of them were breathing a little heavy.

As the hall gate was pushed open, Ning Wanzhou decisively hugged Nan Baozhu and rolled into the depths of the curtain.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

The next moment, Mrs. Liu, Song covered her face and screamed non-stop.

She rushed forward desperately: "Shameless little bitch, the emperor is kind enough to give you a marriage, you actually did such shameless things! Where are you looking at my prime minister's mansion, and where are you looking at Ming'er's face?!"

She wished she could drag Nan Baozhu out and slapped her in public to save her face from the prime minister’s mansion!

But Ning Wanzhou is faster.

The boy pulled over the satin quilt and covered Nan Baozhu tightly.

He sat on the couch, easily holding the wrist of Song Liu, and said coldly: "Master Prime Minister is so old and confused. Since you say you are giving a marriage, how dare you ask where the imperial edict for marriage is? I am unmarried and a man and a woman who are not married, what do you do with you?"

Song Liu was stunned.

Yes, the marriage grant is just a verbal message from the emperor, and in fact, no imperial edict has been issued yet...

She gasped hard and said with a sharp voice: "Even if Nan Baozhu has nothing to do with my prime minister's mansion, you two dogs and men and women have an affair at the palace banquet, this kind of behavior is quite shameless!"

Everyone who broke in couldn't help but whisper.

In this world, there is a prejudice against women.

There are all kinds of affairs of affair. If the man is of high status, powerful and handsome appearance, the world will only praise him for his romantic and elegant nature, but he will be very harsh on women.

While everyone was talking, they were accusing Nan Baozhu of being mean.

Ning Wanzhou's hands, which were placed on his knees, gradually clenched into fists.

The blue veins on the back of the fair hands were beating, and anger could be seen faintly.

His eyes were blood red, and he slowly closed the curtain.

He raised his indifferent fox eyes, and in the whispers and scoldings of the whole palace, he whispered and loudly: "I forced her."

The whole audience was in an uproar!

What a noble character, the young master of the Duke’s Mansion in Chang'an, actually forced a woman?!

There is a huge difference between voluntariness and coercion.

Even in Chang'an, where customs are open, women are forced to be sentenced!

"A bad beast!"

A roar came from outside the crowd.

Everyone made way, and Ning Su stepped into the side hall with a dark face.

He raised his palm as the palm fan and slapped Ning Wanzhou to the ground!

Ning Wanzhou was beaten to the point of his mouth bleeding, and half of his head buzzed.

Ning Su took off the whip from his waist and whipped at him angrily: "I have been through my whole life and are also a hero admired by thousands of people on the battlefield. Why did you give birth to such a shameless thing? When did the tutor of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion teach you to bully a weak woman?! Ning Wanzhou, what kind of man are you?!"

The whip sounds crisp.

The young man's fair and thin body was covered with whips, and the scars with skin and flesh were shocking. Blood stained his silk pants red. His hair was loose, his veins swelled up on his back, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat the size of beans.

The whole hall is silent.

The Duke of Zhenguo was so domineering that they did not dare to come forward to persuade the fight.

The sound of the whip echoed crisply in the hall, but the young man always had his face tense, endured the pain of whipping, and never cried.

In the strange silence, a white and round hand gently lifted the curtain.

Nan Baozhu has already worn a dress.

She covered her hair with her hair, and she kept her feet barefoot without saying a word, hugging the blood-covered boy.

Ning Su's whip stopped in the air.

He raised his sword eyebrows impatiently: "Miss Nan Si, please get out of the way. I will beat him half to death today. I will give you an explanation to your family! My Ning family man has no reason to bully weak women!"

Nan Baozhu raised his head.

Her little round face was very pale, but there was firmness in Yingying's eyes.

Ning Wanzhou came tonight to protect her and her family.

The so-called coercion is just to maintain her reputation.

But she had no reason, letting this young boy take on everything for her.

She red eyes and decided: "The young master is not strong--"

A hand covered with blood stains seriously covered her mouth.

Ning Wanzhou sat up with support, the fox's eyes bent slightly, and a cunning and evil smile appeared, and he whispered: "Sister, I'm willing."

I've deceived her so many times.

This time, he is willing to atone for his sins.

I am willing to be whipped from house to house, and I am willing to bear the world's infamy for her.

Because it was her, even if he had to bear the stigma of forcing a woman in the rest of his life, even if he would be poked and ridiculed by the world in the rest of his life, he would be happy.

The words "willful" made Nan Baozhu's tears that he endured instantly roll down.

She was covered in blood but still chatting and laughing.

Somewhere in the heart, the secretly wrapped ice melted quietly.

It was like the first time I met the boy in front of me, and it was like I had been familiar with him for a long time.

The heart beats violently.

If she had hesitated, worried, and disliked Ning Wanzhou in the past, then at this moment, all her shackles turned into iron and sank into the darkness.

The spring breeze passes through the border, and the long night is gentle.

When I looked at him, I felt like thousands of bright lights were lit in the long night. My heart was full of joy and my heart was full of joy, like weeds.

This is probably true heartbeat?

Nan Baozhu burst into tears.

The eunuch outside the hall sang loudly, "The Emperor is here."

Chu Huaixiu stepped into the crowd and saw this scene, he understood everything.

He showed a playful smile.

All the court officials and their families saw that Nan Baozhu and Ning Wanzhou were in harmony. How could he give Nan Baozhu and Song Ming a marriage?

This idea of ​​burning the boat must have been thought of by Nan Baoyi. She is worthy of being Xiao Yi's woman, but she actually chose to use this method to help her cousin escape the marriage...

Song Ming was mixed in the crowd, his face looking very ugly.

He liked Zhongnan Baozhu not only because of her appearance, but also because of the wealth behind her.

But now she is being defiled by a man in public. If he marry her again as a refrain, isn’t this cuckolding himself?

He is the legitimate son of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Minister of Personnel. He is not so humble yet!

Ning Wanzhou knelt on the ground, his spine straightened.

He said in a deep voice: "Father, I am willing to marry Nan Baozhu and repay my sins."

Ning Su held the whip's hand and tightened suddenly.

During the Dayong Dynasty, high-ranking families and poor commoners would never intermarry.

In order to maintain the noble bloodline and status of the aristocratic families, they often only engage in family marriages in the high-ranking circle. Once upon a time, a gentry official named Wang Yuan married his daughter to a wealthy businessman in a high-ranking bride price of 50,000 yuan. The court officials impeached Wang Yuan for "pursuing profits, slandering his ancestors and humiliating his relatives, and insulting his scholars." The queen was furious and couldn't help but dismiss Wang Yuan's official position and imprisoned him for life.

Ning Wanzhou, the heir to the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, actually wants to marry the daughter of a commoner in the small country?!

It's simply a fool!

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The setting of the marriage between the Dayong family is based on the Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties in my country;
Chapter completed!