Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 499 The Queen and Her Expression Pack ([-])

This familiar ghostly tone...

Qiao Wei was a little taken aback, could it be that he has a memory with him this time?
Speaking of which, in the past dozen or so planes, it seems that apart from Wu Zichu in the reward plane, most of this bastard has no memory of the son Xuan Yi's life.

His situation was different from hers.

She is the tasker who is bound to the world's only space-time shuttle fast-travel system, and what identity did he get into the Three Thousand Worlds?

There are too many doubts in this.

Qiao Wei in this room was puzzled, but Murong Zhuo in that room was also taken aback after finishing speaking.

He doesn't interact with people very much on weekdays, and this is the first time he sees Miss Zhou, it's really too abrupt and too disrespectful to care about whether someone gets married or not.

Suddenly, looking at Qiao Wei's beautiful side face with her lips pursed and pensive, who didn't seem to mind his slip of the tongue, Murong Zhuo suddenly said something redundant: "I've ruined your reputation, so you probably won't be able to get married."

Qiao Wei stared at her round almond eyes and was about to get angry when he emphasized again: "It was you who ruined my reputation first."

"So, we are even?" Qiao Wei laughed angrily.

Murong Zhuo had a strong sense of survival, and when he saw Qiao Wei's frightening expression, he shook his head wisely, "Such things are naturally at the disadvantage of the girl's family."

Qiao Wei's expression softened slightly.

"How about this, how about I marry you to solve your marriage and my life, and at the same time save our face?"

Qiao Wei was dumbfounded, and looked at Murong Zhuo who said these words in disbelief.

The young man's face is handsome and soft, his expression is cold and indifferent, and there is a trace of innate compassion in his eyes. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a banished fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world, as if the person who said such shameless words just now is not Not his real self.

"How?" Murong Zhuo waited patiently for a while before asking Qiao Wei's opinion.

Things are obviously developing in the direction she wants, but why, in her heart, is she so uncomfortable?

Qiao Wei gritted her teeth, gritted her teeth again, and pulled out a fake smile, "Okay."

She readily agreed, but made Murong Zhuo stunned.

"really?"

"Of course it's true." Qiao Wei looked at the suspicious Ninth Prince with a smile.

Murong Zhuo hesitated for a moment, and asked nonsense: "Do you know who I am?"

After asking, he himself laughed first.

Just now the guard's voice was not deliberately covered up, she must have heard it all.

only……

Will the Zhou family place their bets on an unfavored prince?

"I know, I will be His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince." Qiao Wei winked at him playfully, "I also know that your backyard is very quiet and there are no concubines."

Murong Zhuo was taken aback again.

Suddenly, his jade-like face burned up, he gritted his teeth slightly and said angrily, "You!"

She even knew about such secret things!
Qiao Wei said with a smile: "You must find out what your future husband-in-law likes beforehand, right?"

Murong Zhuo's eyes dimmed and deepened bit by bit.

He didn't hesitate at all, and asked bluntly, "In advance?"

Could it be...

"Yes!" Qiao Wei nodded generously. "Before I went to the banquet, I had planned to marry you, but I didn't know if you would agree to marry me, a descendant from a down-and-out family. Well now, you also have the intention, and our matter can be finalized."

"and many more."

As soon as she was happy, Murong Zhuo's doubts became heavier.

"why me?"

The Zhou family is a skinny camel, no matter how thin or weak it is, it is still bigger than a horse.

As Miss Thursday, there are many more suitable candidates than him who want to marry into the royal family.

"The prince's favor is strong..."

If she married the crown prince, when the crown prince ascended the throne in the future, no matter what, he would place her as a concubine.

"He has eighteen concubines, 24 concubines, five outhouses, and nine lovers in the brothel. There are too many rotten love affairs." Qiao Wei counted with her fingers seriously.

Murong Zhuo frowned slightly, "Brother has a steady temper, he treats people the most leniently, and there are not many concubines." Marrying far away to fill a house, away from the right and wrong of the capital, should be the best choice for Miss Zhou .

"It's a pity that my wife passed away early," Qiao Wei said. "Unfortunately, I don't like being a stepmother."

"Brother Seven has no heirs, and the backyard is very peaceful. The concubines and concubines live in peace, and they don't compete for favor or make trouble."

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince is not bad, but I am very clean and selfish, especially if I have good things, I don't like to share them with others. Moreover, His Highness the Seventh Prince may not think highly of me either."

Murong Zhuo was stunned, "This is why you picked me?"

Will it be too hasty?

Questions were written all over his face.

"That's right, it's that simple." Qiao Wei folded her hands on her chest, her eyes darting across him vaguely. "Your Highness Ninth Prince, you haven't been used by anyone yet, have you?"

Qiao Wei narrowed her eyes slightly.

If it has been used, don't blame her for being so hot!
"..."

After a while, Murong Zhuo realized what she was referring to.

His white/white cheeks flushed with anger, "You!"

She actually humiliated him so...so humiliating!

"I know what you want, husband and wife, what you desire, I will do whatever it takes to get it for you." Qiao Wei ignored Murong Zhuo's ugly face and pretended to be a wife. "I have only one request."

Murong Zhuo was still immersed in the shock of the previous sentence, subconsciously asked: "What request?"

In his mind, this request must be quite harsh and unreasonable.

However, to his surprise, Qiao Wei's request was very simple.

even……

A little humble.

"As I said, I'm small-minded, and I don't like to share my possessions, whether it's things or people," she added. "Of course, if you fall in love with any beauty, you can divorce me. I have no other words. Let's get together and leave."

She said it easily, but Murong Zhuo didn't know what expression to make, "It's that simple?"

"Is it simple?" Qiao Wei tilted her head, with a slight dazed look on her face, "This...it's hard for a man to do."

In a dynasty where men had three wives and four concubines, but women had to stick to each other to the end, expecting husbands to remain absolutely loyal to their wives is completely nonsense.

Men are naturally keen to conquer and control.

Conquer—Welcome in the beautiful wives and concubines one by one, and put them in the backyard like home decorations, ready for him to enjoy and play with at any time.

Control—Even if they are tired of playing, they don’t intend to get close to each other for the rest of their lives, but they would rather hold tightly in their hands and teach them to rot in remote yards where the sun is out, than those who have labeled themselves. Let them go and find another happy relationship.

Qiao Wei thought that her conditions were quite harsh.

Unexpectedly, Murong Zhuo almost did not hesitate, and immediately agreed: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)