Because of Zhou Fei's reason, Zhou's father regarded himself as the camp of Song Ci. He thought the other side was the same.

But now listening to each other's complaints, Zhou's father has to think about what he once knew.

Is your own idea really the other party's idea? Zhou's father didn't know and didn't want to know. He always felt that the truth would only make her feel cold.

Not knowing that his greatest reliance is seriously thinking about it, Song Ci squints at Zhou Ruoyan, then laughs at him without hesitation.

"Our relationship?" He asked casually, "I don't know, what's the relationship between us!"

This sentence fell in Zhou Ruoyan's ear, crisp will her dim life only light also scattered.

Since Zhou's father's attitude changed, Zhou Ruoyan has always regarded marrying Song Ci as the most important thing in his life.

She had never thought that the good match she was thinking about day and night had such an idea.

Some awkwardly staggered two steps, Zhou Ruoyan could no longer keep his expression, his face was ferocious.

"Three princes," opened mouth, Zhou Ruoyan stiff mouth to shout a way, "you are not joking with me? I'm married by your majesty! "

Song Ci didn't care about her emphasis at all. On the contrary, she was filled with anger.

Under the guidance of alcohol, Song Ci's last family affection gradually disappeared. He just wanted to vent his emotions and didn't care about the result of saying this.

"Your Majesty's marriage?" Song Ci asked with a sneer, looking at each other directly, only to see her heart empty, then gradually closed her eyes.

"I would have been your brother-in-law if you hadn't interfered! How could it be reduced to this point! " Song Ci said in a cold tone.

Hearing this, even Zhou's father, who was standing quietly beside him, had no way to calm down.

After all, he himself told his majesty about this matter, and the promise he had made seemed to reverberate in his ears.

"The third prince, please speak carefully," Zhou's father frowned and said with some dissatisfaction. "This is your Majesty's golden words. Why should your highness blame Zhou Ruoyan for everything

Song Ci took a look at Zhou's father. The mood in his eyes kept changing. Once those words that he wanted to say but didn't dare to say came up again.

"Lord Zhou," he said slowly, "or uncle? I regard you as an elder because of my mother's instruction, but how ever did you do what an elder should do? "

"At that time, Zhou ruo'an and I were married. We were just waiting for the last day. At that time, I was very happy."

"But suddenly one day, my father's imperial edict hit me like a bolt from the blue. My brother-in-law became a husband. Even in the ordinary people's home, there was no such absurd practice!"

"I still don't understand why you hate Zhou ruo'an so much? But I'm very fond of this thing that can't be put on the table? "

Song Ci tilted his head and asked solemnly, with clear doubts and incomprehension in his eyes.

But just because of this, Zhou's father stood in the same place, and his humiliation spread little by little, but he was more angry with each other.

"The third prince!" "You're drunk!" father Zhou said coldly

Even in this case, Zhou's father is still struggling to maintain his sense, but his palm has already printed a dark red crescent.

Song Ci shakes his head for a while, and his eyes become more and more turbid.

"Mr. Zhou, you should remember your identity," he said with a cold snort.

Zhou's father never thought that he would one day be scolded by a young man who didn't know what to say by pointing his nose after so many years of ups and downs in the court, only to end up smashing the words of "don't know the honor and inferiority" heavily on his head.

He was dizzy and shortness of breath, as if he would faint in the next second.

Although Zhou Ruoyan has no brain, he can clearly feel the changes in the surrounding atmosphere.

She looked around and became quiet. She didn't even dare to make a sound.

She was biting her finger hard, trying to suppress her desire to breathe and yell.

She couldn't understand why Song Ci would never forget that slut? Clearly the other side is nothing!

As for the trembling Zhou's father, Zhou Ruoyan just glanced at him and didn't have any plans to help him.

"Since the third prince has said such a thing, is it not that he was once close and just a play?" After a long time, Zhou's father reluctantly calmed down and asked.

Hearing such a sharp question, Song Ci was sober for a moment, but soon became confused.

He looked at Zhou Fu with a smile, shook his head and nodded.Zhou's father's heart suddenly raised to the highest point, wobbly, but in any case there is no way to really fall down.

He was at a loss now, and didn't even know what to expect.

"After all, you are my uncle and the elder brother of my mother's concubine. Naturally, I have feelings for Mr. Zhou," Song said, shaking his head and turning his voice. "But how can I compare my feelings with money and silk to move people's hearts? Of course, I only value the strength behind you, which makes me respectfully look like a good nephew in front of you."

"It's just a pity that you seem to be spoiled by my appearance. You really treat me as your own nephew. You are always scolded and taught. I really don't know what it means!"

Song Ci's expression gradually became ferocious and indignant about Zhou's father's shortcomings.

Zhou's father was worried at first, but when he really heard this, his heart suddenly calmed down.

"It's ridiculous that I've been up and down in the officialdom for so many years, but in the end I didn't see through the disguises in your heart," Zhou's father looked at him without expression, and said word by word, "the third prince is really powerful, and his ability to manipulate people's hearts is even better."

He didn't recognize the hidden meaning of Zhou's father's words. Song Ci only thought it was a praise for himself and picked his eyebrows.

Zhou's father pressed his mind and led Song Ci to say a few words. His face was calm all the time.

But Zhou Ruoyan can clearly feel the low pressure on Zhou's father and the dark vortex in his eyes. She does not hesitate to believe that when everything is over, Zhou's father will set off a wave that everyone can't stop.