(ARC 1-4 ) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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Fu Ting glanced at the third prince Chu Mu, "The third prince seems to be very interested in other people's private lives?"

Chu Mu didn't care about Fu Ting's gaze at all, and still said to himself.

"How can this be the Marshal's personal business?"

"The marshal is the strongest person in the interstellar space. The affairs of the marshal are the affairs of the entire interstellar space, and the affairs of the interstellar space are the affairs of the royal family."

Fu Ting did n't look at Chu Mu again, just turned the wrench on his hand his, and his whole person he looked a little cold.

As if strangers should not come near.

"Even if it is an interstellar matter, it seems that the ceremony is not under the control of the royal people."

Chu Mu is worthy of being a member of the royal family, and she still maintains her elegance.

"That's the case, but as a member of the royal family, it is natural to ask about the marshal's life-long event."

Fu Ting didn't give anyone a chance to continue asking, "Then don't worry about the third prince. As for the marshal's wife, there is only one wife, and the ceremony that the third prince said is also a matter for me and my wife."

"It has nothing to do with the royal family."

Fu Ting's words seemed to directly clarify the relationship between the Fu family and the royal family.

Sure enough, no matter how good-natured Chu Mu was, the expression on his face her was also cracked.

But the royal grace could not make him attack.

"Hehe, the marshal really knows how to joke."

"In this case, when the marshal and his wife hold the ceremony, I would like to inform you that the royal family will give strong support at that time."

It seems that if the royal family does not support, Fu Ting's wedding ceremony cannot be held.

Fu Ting also didn't want to talk nonsense with others, so he directly ordered the expulsion.

"No delivery."

The expression on Chu Mu's face showed signs of cracking again.  After straightening his collar, he left as usual.

When the person was far away, Ji Sishen came out from the inside and directly threw Fu Ting down.

With a questioning tone, "Why don't I know my dear Marshal, when will the wedding be held?"

Fu Ting had already noticed that Ji Sishen was there.

Looking at Ji Sishen at this moment, the hostility around him subconsciously softened.

His eyes were only on the little milk bag in front of him.

"Deeply, you can hold it whenever you want."

Fu Ting's words made Ji Sishen feel bad again.  He coughed twice to hide the sudden blush on his earlobes his.

"Shameless! Who is going to marry you."

Many things are still unresolved.

Ji Si thought deeply about the third prince just now, and put the whole body on Fu Ting 's body his, and spoke seriously and solemnly.

"Fu Ting, do you have a bad relationship with the royal family?"

Seeing that the person in his arms his was serious, Fu Ting hugged the person and responded seriously.

It's just that the hands are not very honest.

"After the border was stabilized, the royal family put pressure on the Fu family intentionally or unintentionally."

"Many forces in the interstellar space have to surrender under the majesty of the royal family."

"Because the Fu family has me in the battle, the royal family dare not do anything to the Fu family blatantly."

"But they also made others feel that the Fu family belonged to the royal family, intentionally or unintentionally."

These words seemed to be in Ji Sishen's expectation his.  From the first time he saw the third prince, he felt that he was not a good person.

Ji Sishen came back to his senses his, holding Fu Ting's face with a distressed look on his face.

"The marshal has worked hard, not only to guard the safety of the entire interstellar space, but also to deal with these annoying people in the royal family."

The stronger the ability, the more coveted people, and the more pain they bear.

He just learned from the system that the Fu family has paid a lot for the so-called royal family for the entire Interstellar.

Fu Ting pressed the person into his arms his with force.

Her eyes her were as gentle as water, "So, should Madam comfort my husband?"