The Queen's Dynasty: Seven gentlemen for you to pamper

In the front hall, Lord Jiang sat on a chair with a heavy expression on his face and remained silent.

On the contrary, the master of the Wang family evoked a proud smile.

He waved his handkerchief to cover half of his face, lifted the rim of the cup and drank it down happily.

The entire hall was so quiet that even if a pin dropped to the ground, the sound could be heard so clearly.

An anxious figure hurriedly passed through the dense crowd of servants and fell to his knees on the ground.

With tears in his eyes, he prayed and looked at his father's silent look, so scared.

He really doesn't want to marry her.

She is not his lover at all, and he will not marry her even if he dies.

"Dad, she brought it upon herself. If I don't marry, I will never marry someone like her."

Jiangsu Yi stepped forward distressed and wanted to help Chen'er, who was kneeling on the ground with a determined look on his face, but he refused to get up.

She looked like if she asked him to marry her, she would die here and kneel down.

She saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. She didn't want to push Chen'er into the fire pit for such an unbearable girl as Wang to be her brother-in-law.

There are constant disputes within the Wang family, and there are many girls who want to compete for their position. It is a complete den of tigers and wolves.

Chen'er is just a little white rabbit. Even though he is sometimes fierce, he looks like he is not afraid of anyone.

But if he married into such a bad family, I'm afraid he would be buried here for the rest of his life, and would be devoured by the members of the Wang clan, crushing his last bit of value and throwing his body into the wilderness.

Jiangsu Yi knelt on the ground. She didn't want to watch Chen'er marry someone she didn't like and suffer for the rest of her life.

She cannot exchange Chen'er's happiness for the honor and disgrace of her family.

How could they, the girls of the Jiang family, live in the glory and wealth that he had earned with his life?

If they can't even protect their loved ones, then what dignity do they have in the world?

"Dad, do you really have the heart to let Chen'er marry such a person!"

Master Wang held the handkerchief, leaned his arm on the tea table, and stretched out his thin and boneless fingers, as soft as boneless.

There was a threatening tone in his tone, like a wolf in sheep's clothing that would not give up until it achieved its goal.

There was no clue from his posture that his daughter was injured?

"In-laws, please think clearly. Our Wang family is no longer the Wang family that we used to be, and we can be manipulated by others. In the worst case, everything will be lost. I will definitely let him marry into our Wang family."

Jiang Suchen knelt and took two steps forward. His knees rubbed against the ground. He seemed to feel no pain and shook his head while tugging on Jiang's father's clothes.

"Dad! No, Chen'er, don't marry her, please."

Jiangsu Yi shouted: "Dad!"

Jiang's father looked at the pair of children kneeling in the hall with distress, and looked down at Jiang Su Chen, whose eyes were full of tears, and he was crying and shaking his head.

She patted the back of his hand gently and gently to reassure him, and turned to look into the Wang family's master's eyes, where he was sure of victory.

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and he was unwilling to give in to it. His daughter was his treasure. Could it be that his son was just a weed growing wantonly?

"In-laws, we can't bear to be called this. Let my son marry her. Don't even think about it. It's just a dream."

Father Jiang helped Jiang Suchen stand up, gently leaned over her, and gently patted the dust on her knees.

Lord Wang was stunned for a second, stared at them in disbelief, and slammed the tea table hard.

The tea sets and cakes on the tea table trembled slightly unnoticeably. He stood up, raised his finger and pointed at their noses and cursed.

"Don't give me a toast or drink as a fine. Your son beat my precious daughter like this. We, the Wang family, didn't go to the government to sue you, which is already magnanimous."

It's really shameless. Being able to marry his daughter is a blessing that the Jiang family has cultivated over several lifetimes.

It seems that they would rather die than get married.

She originally planned to marry him, so that she could use the power of the Jiang family to stabilize her daughter-in-law Wang's position as the future head of the family.

Lest anyone feel strange and be disadvantageous to my daughter.

"What a magnanimous statement. I didn't know I could hear such sarcastic words from the perpetrator."

Jiang Yunchu's sarcastic voice reached the ears of each of them in the three circles inside and outside.

The servant looked around, trying to find out who was speaking.

Jiang Yunchu had an expressionless face, raised his chest and raised his head, and walked steadily and vigorously.

She walked with a breeze, and the hem of her skirt swayed as her movements increased, like a general wielding a sword on the battlefield.

Jiangsu Yi saw who it was and exclaimed, grabbing her wrist and asking.

"Yunchu! Why are you here?"

She shouldn't have waded into troubled waters, the Wang family would not let her go. Although she had the blessing of her family behind her, she did not completely take over the Jiang family.

Besides, her aunt is also not a fuel-efficient person, and she might team up with the Wang family to frame her.

Their internal affairs within the Jiang family have not yet been resolved, and if they involve her now, she may have uneasy conscience.

Until then, she has no idea how to keep her safe.

Seeing that the visitor was an unfamiliar face, the leader of the Wang family didn't take her seriously at all, thinking that she was the watchdog of their Jiang family.

Even if a commoner dares to yell at him like this, he doesn't know how he will die.

He clenched the handkerchief in his hand. The originally flat handkerchief was covered with creases, making it look different.

The charm of the past is no longer visible.

"Who are you? There is no place for you to talk here. Get out of here quickly."

Jiang Yunchu shook his head and patted her shoulder, leaned closer, lowered his voice and said in her ear: "It doesn't matter, your brother is my brother, how can you look at him as an inhumane and not stop him as a sister?"

Seeing Jiang Su Chen's eyes red from crying, standing weak and helpless next to Jiang's father, often inspires people's desire to protect the weak.

Being weak and helpless often becomes a protective color for some people.

Jiang Yunchu's mouth curved into a smile, and he sat swaggeringly on the chair next to him.

Crossing her legs, she picked up the tea cup and poured water. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and a scent of fragrance floated into her nostrils.

Great tea! Take a sip.

He opened his narrow black eyes and glanced at Wang Xi, who was lying on the ground and wrapped in white cloth.

The hand she moved naturally knew the weight, and it was not strong enough to make people unable to move. What was the difference between her being like this and dying.

What she did was not cruel, at most it caused uncontrollable pain all over her body. At most, it was troublesome to get out of bed, and she could stay in bed for more than a month.

"Who I am is not important to you. What is important is that I beat your precious daughter. It has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with the Jiang family."

Lord Wang was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't understood what she said, and his fingers trembled slightly the next moment.

Staring at her fiercely, wanting to eat her alive, he turned and yelled at the maids and servants she had brought.

"How dare you... why are you standing there in a daze and not taking action?"

Maid and servant: "Yes."