MTL - Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed-Chapter 445 Road to Marriage II

Meng Li rode a horse, leading a large group of people to wait in front of this Anjia, his face didn't show the slightest impatience.

His father was full of resentment. Even if this Anjia was a Yushi in the past, he is now just a small business, and he still puts on airs like this.

This son of his is the one who is never going to profit on the battlefield, and now he wants to be so humble to beg a woman's attention.

Although there were a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, Meng Gong couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

Therefore, when watching the door open unexpectedly, Meng Gong's heart trembled slightly as Meng Li quickly dismounted.

Seeing the concierge came out, Meng Li couldn't help but grabbed a bit.

The concierge thought about what Mo Zhu had just said, and smiled on his face, and quickly said: "General! Lord, please go in and talk!"

Meng Li finally calmed down a bit, then nodded and said, "Please lead the way."

With that said, everyone followed the gatehouse into the side hall.

As soon as Mengmu entered that side hall, she felt as if she had eaten mouse shit.

What is this? She was thinking of embarrassing the An family, but before she could say a word, she was pushed into the side hall.

Isn't that just not putting them in the eyes!

Thinking about it this way, the anger in Meng’s stomach was very uncomfortable, and she looked at the door room and said, "Is there any other distinguished guest in the main hall of your home?"

The concierge didn't know what she was trying to say, so she shook her head dumbly and said with a smile: "It's still early, and the time for the master to move to Mobei is short. We don't have any acquaintances here."

Hearing what he said, Mother Meng was even more angry, and she sneered: "Oh, so, your main hall is empty? Then is your main hall reserved for the nobles of kings and grandchildren? Or... you just don’t want to. Don’t you think we’re just princes, not worthy of your main hall?!"

Listening to her, the concierge felt that something was wrong, and the smell of gunpowder became more intense.

He couldn't help but panicked and shook his head again and again: "Husband...Madam thinks too much..."

But even though he said this, he himself was curious as to why the prince refused to take out the main hall to entertain guests, but chose a small side hall in the mansion that had not been used for a long time.

Mother Meng was still upset: "Thinking too much? Put us here, you said I think too much?! Then you..."

"Princess, don't say any more. You go too."

Meng Li turned his head and looked at Meng's mother, the last sentence was naturally addressed to the concierge.

In fact, he was already very surprised and grateful to be able to be put in. There was no time to worry about what the main hall was saying.

Just like the horse-drawn carriage when she came, Mengmu wished to move the entire palace onto the horse-drawn carriage, with great momentum.

But Meng Li disagrees.

He clearly distinguished what he wanted from what he didn't want.

Those insignificant were all divided into unwanted ones in his mind.

Including the **** main hall and partial hall mentioned by Meng's mother.

As long as he can see Anjia's parents, he is willing to stand on the pile of dead people he hates most.

Mother Meng was interrupted so directly by him, and instantly her face became a little uncomfortable. She turned to look at her prince, with red eyes and said: "The prince...I, I am wronged for you...a king of the king, One is a general, but was treated like this by such a family..."

After hearing her babbling, Meng Gong's head grew a bit bigger, and he couldn't help but wave his hand: "It's okay, let's sit down! Don't be like this anymore. It's not proper to be seen."

Mother Meng gritted her teeth. What happened to this person? How could the previously discussed strategy be directly overthrown?

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, I saw An's who was late, and a group of them had no tea to drink or fruit to eat, waiting in the side hall.

An Shi saw Meng Li, who was the teenager Du Yong next to him, and turned to look at the two sitting aside.

One is majestic and solemn, a black robe can shock people, the other is a half-old mistress, but still extremely elegant, only a pair of red eyes like rabbits.

These two... She seems to have never seen...

He couldn't help but whispered to the Mo Zhu on the side: "Who are these two?"

Mo Zhu looked at these two people and couldn't help being dumbfounded. He shook his head blankly and said, "Then... Then Old Xu didn't say there are so many people..."

Only one Meng Li was mentioned. Now, is it a clone?

For a while, I couldn't help complaining about Lao Xu, the concierge.

Old Xu silently sneezed, and he was wronged. When this man came, because the scar on the general's face was too conspicuous, he only remembered Meng Li.

Seeing An's, Meng Li hurriedly got up and said, "Auntie, I'm making a sudden nuisance today, don't blame it."

An's smiled slightly: "How dare you blame the general for visiting, I don't know these two..."

Meng Li slowly said, "This is my father, and this one is the princess."

Her face turned red quickly-angry.

An's heart was quite surprised, and he hurriedly saluted: "I don't know if the prince and princess are coming here, and if you miss the distance, don't blame it."

Mengmu sneered: "No blame, you take care of it very well, although it is a side hall, it is very airy."

This cynicism also made An's face flushed.

Mo Zhu watched the princess so that his wife could not come to the stage, and quickly took the matter to himself, then knelt down with a puff and said, "Madam, this is the slave's fault, only listening to the concierge said it was the general. I came, thinking about this place to be cleaner, but I didn’t know that the prince and concubines had also arrived with me. I really didn’t take care of it. Madam, please!"

An's could not help but said: "Why do you..."

Before she could say her words, Princess Yan sneered from the side: "This Anjia treats slaves quite tolerantly. The so-called slaves bullying the Lord is just like this. Today is really knowledge..."

"princess!"

Meng Li frowned and called her unexpectedly.

Princess Yan turned her head to look at Meng Li subconsciously, but saw that his black eyes were looking at herself with awe-inspiring awe, and she couldn't help but shudder and shut her mouth.

And Meng Li took two steps forward, reaching out to help Mo Zhuxu up, and only said: "Shuang'er often said that Mo Zhu takes care of her a lot. To her, she is not like a master and servant. The princess pays more attention to red tape. , Please don't care."

Where did Mo Zhu have been treated in this way, he was dumbfounded for a while, and felt that the general in front of him must be possessed by something!

"The general said that the slave and maidservant really didn't dare to be it. The young lady was close to us, but after all, the slave and maid neglected the princess. I really feel guilty in my heart..."

That Princess Yan was just stared at by Meng Li, and she didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Hearing what Mo Zhu said, he finally calmed down, and he didn't even say anything with a cold snort.