Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

"Who ordered it has nothing to do with you. After all, it is an unchangeable fact that my lady is a man. It is also a fact that your wedding invitation has been sent out. I just can't understand how you people are so harmonious." Chuntao sneered One Road.

The next moment, a slap appeared on Chuntao's face.

Madam Yu pulled her arm trembling, and the sharp nails scratched the corner of the maidservant's lips, which burst open immediately.

Chuntao knelt down on the ground covering her face, but her smile was even bigger, she didn't care even if the wound on the corner of her lips was torn: "I just want to know how you guys will end up now? Now the whole capital knows that the son of the Hou family is going to marry my family Miss got married and even sent out the invitation card, are you being scolded for withdrawing the engagement overnight, or do you want to swallow this matter?"

The meaning in her words has already crucified Wu Tang's identity as a man.

Wu Tang pursed her lips, and at this moment, she could see what Madam Wu and Chun Tao meant, that they wanted to use Wu Tang to take revenge on the Hou Mansion.

At this time, the news of the marriage of the two families had spread all over the capital, and everyone praised them as childhood sweethearts, even the emperor had heard about it.

At this time, it is inevitable to withdraw the marriage without a reason, and other methods and means are already too late. At this time, the Hou Mansion, which is in full swing, can only knock down its teeth and swallow it, swallow this bitter fruit, and put Wutang in their eyes. Shame and stain marry into the mansion.

Wu Tang suddenly felt that the eyes of the people around him were even more disgusting than just now. Madam Yu looked at him not as close as before, but as a dirty bug crawling on the gorgeous clothes, Chuntao still smiled Consciously, looking at him with the joy of getting revenge, he has already regarded him as a waste chess game.

No matter who it was, it was as if the mask had been lifted to reveal the underlying layer, and they were all baring their teeth and claws to show their maliciousness.

It's normal for these people to hate him. Although Wu Tang has a bad temper and stubborn temper, he understands it. He just hates this illusion that plays with him, and now he is also aroused, and his fists are clenched.

Since Mirage wanted everyone to regard him as a dirty thing, he had to try the opposite.

After all, Wu Tang has been the second generation ancestor for many years. When he was analyzing the current situation in his mind, someone behind him covered his ears.

Wu Tang was stunned and turned around. It was Wen Yanke with clear features.

With a cold expression on his face, he shook his head at Wu Tang, then pointed to the door, and told him to go out first with his mouth.

Wu Tang didn't care about the opinions of these fake people in the illusion, and knew that if he stayed here, maybe these people would ask him to check his body, but he still planned to make a big fuss, and didn't want to leave at this time.

Wen Yanke gently pushed him on the back, and at the same time said in his ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You go first, I'll take care of it here, senior brother."

Wu Tang was shocked, and was pushed forward by him two steps without noticing for a moment.

He was stunned, then joyful, and finally let go of his tense breath, looking into Wen Yanke's deep eyes, when did he recover his memory?

"This matter is a private matter of my Marquis's Mansion, so what does it have to do with you bastard? Could it be that you think that you can do whatever you want in the Marquis's Mansion if you win the first prize." It was the old Marquis on stage who spoke.

Old Hou Ye is a person who attaches great importance to family status, otherwise Wen Yanke would not have been able to stop him outside for so long just relying on Mrs. Yu alone.

Wen Yanke was surrounded by a group of servants to separate him and Wu Tang, but they dared not even touch them.

After all, this is the No. [-] Scholar who has been handpicked by His Majesty with constant praise and praise, and has a bright future. It is definitely not something they can easily offend.

Wen Yanke squinted her eyes, and was about to say something when she was interrupted by a voice.

"Tang'er..." It was Madam Yu's voice, and Wu Tang stopped subconsciously.

The next moment, a slap landed on Wu Tang's face.

Wu Tang raised his head, and what he saw was the red-eyed Madam Yu who was angry and angry.

She pointed at the tip of Wu Tang's nose and asked with trembling lips: "Your mother treated me like this, how can you be worthy of me? How can you be worthy of your son?"

Wu Tang tilted his face.

In fact, Madam Yu didn't use much strength, it was more like pushing than hitting, at least much less than the strength used to hit Chuntao.But it was the first time in his life that he was slapped in the face, and he was still stunned, with ringing in his ears.

Wu Tang shook his body and leaned back.

There were a group of maids and servants standing behind him, but now they all avoided him when they saw him lying down, as if they were afraid of some kind of plague.

But Wu Tang still didn't fall down in the end, a clear fragrance came from behind him, and he fell into a fragrant embrace.

It was Yu Ji who supported him, holding his shoulder with a little force, and straightened his posture where he was leaning on Yu Ji's chest when his center of gravity was unstable.

Wu Tang was startled, and turned to look at Yu Ji, his upside-down face was magnified in Wu Tang's eyes.

It turned out that a strand of hair from his temple was loose, and Yu Ji approached and stroked it up again, and his cold fingertips brushed against his ear.

"Does it hurt?" Yu Ji's voice came.

Wu Tang heard the whispered discussions from the people around him, but Yu Ji didn't seem to hear it.

He thought that Yu Ji had noticed the way he was bullied and looked down upon just now, and he felt quite uncomfortable.

In fact, it hurts, but Wu Tang thinks that a gentleman is not afraid of it, so it is impossible to admit that he is afraid of pain.

Just when he was about to say that it didn't hurt, Yu Ji gently stroked his face, frowning slightly, he approached his side face and looked at it: "Fortunately, it's not serious."

Wu Tang dodged his eyes and nodded with a stiff body.

Yu Ji separated him from Madam Yu's sight, and said slowly: "I knew about this beforehand, and I would like to marry my cousin."

The people around suddenly started talking louder, but they were all strangely suppressed at a volume that only they could hear, as if they were afraid of something, and they didn't even dare to speak louder.

Even the old Hou Ye who was sitting on the stage was only pale when he heard the words, and he didn't even say a word.

"You go back first." Yu Ji patted Wu Tang on the shoulder, and smiled at him.

Madam Yu on the side seemed to want to say something, but before she opened her mouth, she subconsciously looked at Yu Ji's reaction, but Yu Ji didn't look at her, but Madam Yu also seemed to be afraid, and she resentfully withdrew her gaze and dared not speak.

At this time Wu Tang was also curious about the power of the Hou Mansion, why would his grandfather listen to the words of a junior like this, even with a sense of fear.

In fact, it's not just the old Hou Ye, Wu Tang suddenly remembered the weeping and fearful attitude of the servant before, and even the passers-by outside the Hou's mansion, from the princes and prime ministers to ordinary people in the capital that Wu Tang saw these days , Seeing him also has the same attitude.

It seems that everyone has a natural fear of Yu Ji, and it seems that it cannot be described as fear, but awe, a kind of reverence for Yu Ji's submission in his bones.