His Royal Highness, Wants a Divorce!

Yan Ke’s hand paused on the red cloth, he looked at Meng You with some hesitation, and said, “I always feel that there is nothing good inside.”

Meng You’s eyes narrowed at the plaque, and said, “Look at it first, if it’s not a good thing, Grandpa will put his head on the ground for you to kick.”

Yan Ke laughed. After seeing the words on the plaque, his smile solidified a little, looking at Meng You who was also black. Yan Ke reached out and patted Meng You’s shoulder and said, “I hope I can see his head tomorrow. “

Meng You moved his eyes off the plaque of “chaste martyr”, and then nodded.

“it is good.”

After responding to Yan Ke, Meng You glanced at the steward and halted the plaque in half. He said, “Take it to the dining room as firewood. Next time, don’t let Meng Han enter the Prince’s Mansion.”

Meng You felt that he should have been so good to Meng Han’s boy recently, which led him to dare to send anything to his prince’s house.

The next day, Meng Han saw his brother standing outside in his seven palaces.

Is this thanks for coming?

“Brother, early.”

Meng You glanced at Meng Han and said, “It’s not long ago, Grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time.”

“Wait for me? Brother, just say something to someone in my house. What are you waiting for here?”

“Let you enjoy the last peaceful day.” Meng You walked towards Meng Han, and the coldness emanating from her body made Meng Han feel awkward.

Meng You said: “Your sister-in-law said that he wanted to use your head as a ball to kick, so Grandpa is here.”

Meng Han thought about it for a while, and wasn’t sure if it was annoying Yan Ke that he sent the plaque by himself, so he asked, “It’s my plaque …”

“Well, I dug a deep hole for myself, and Grandpa has come to fill you in.”

“… No! Brother, there is definitely a misunderstanding here, don’t do it … Brother!”

The screams rang at the door of the Seven Kings Palace for a long time before they stopped. No one at the Seven Kings Palace dare to stop, after all–

His Royal Highness himself could not beat the Prince, let alone them.

All they could do was to help His Royal Highness Seven, who had now been stricken with imprisonment, after His Highness Seven had been taught by the Crown Prince.

After Meng You approved the memorials, he was ready to pack up and go back to his house, and heard the voice of people outside.

Originally, he didn’t do burglary, but what the two men said happened to be his heart disease these days, so he pointed his ear and listened.

Just listen, humanely.

“Today, the treasury has been empty for the past three years when the prince played in Daming. It’s time for Nagong again. It’s really a leaky house.

Another sighed and followed.

“Looking at the emperor’s meaning, it is estimated that I want to raise the tax revenue of the people so that I can get everything to pay tribute to Chu.”

“It was originally a bottomless pit filled with dissatisfaction, and Chu Guo’s thoughts sent him to tear his face, and he still had to give them something. In the future, if Chu Guo hit us in turn, wouldn’t he kill others Your own blade? “

Meng You listened to the sound gradually away, this face looked cold like the frost of the deep winter.

It seems that the father still wants to pay taxes to protect this short-term peace.

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