After I traveled through the book, my whole family overheard my thoughts and went crazy

Chapter 311 The civet cat exchanges for the prince

Although she spoke softly, it was loud enough for everyone sitting next to Lu Zhaolin to hear clearly.

Lu Zhaolin remained unmoved, his eyes gradually narrowed into a straight line.

"What?" Wei Ran pursed his lips and chuckled, "The champion doesn't give me any face at all, or does the Yuan Kingdom not welcome our Ning Kingdom? I just wanted to have a drink with the champion, but he refused."

Lu Zhaolin still didn't move, but his eyes became a little darker.

"Sir Lu, this..." Prime Minister Meng seemed to feel something was wrong. He touched him lightly under the table and kindly reminded him.

"It seems that this number one scholar doesn't want to give face to our Princess Ningguo!" Wei Ziyi chuckled and stood up from the side. He leaned down gently and whispered in Lu Zhaolin's ear: "I heard that the number one scholar almost died tragically before, but now he has escaped by luck. I advise you not to be ungrateful."

This time.

Lu Zhaolin finally reacted. He looked at Wei Ziyi with his eyes wide open, without any fear in them. "I heard that King Ning has been using some witchcraft and sorcery to control some martial arts masters to help him accomplish his ambitions. Is that true?"

Lu Zhaolin spoke in a low voice, in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

Even so.

Still, Wei Ziyi's face instantly fell: "What do you mean?"

"Since the prince is far away in Ningguo, he doesn't know what's going on in Yuanguo, just like I am far away in Yuanguo, and everything I know about Ningguo is just hearsay." Lu Zhaolin smiled and said, "I have never listened to these rumors from the outside world. I think you are the prince of Ningguo, and in the near future, you will naturally be the emperor of Ningguo. You will definitely not believe those rumors."

Wei Ziyi paused while holding the wine glass.

He stared at Lu Zhaolin for a long time with a sullen face, and suddenly a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

When Wei Ziyi's eyes fell on Lu Zhaolin again, there was a hint of intriguing scrutiny in his eyes.

Lu Zhaolin felt that there was an indescribable sense of oppression in this place.

He looked around, made sure no one was paying attention to him, and quietly left the main hall.

Enter the officialdom again.

He still couldn't get used to this smoky and chaotic place.

But if he wants to get back everything he has lost, he has to get involved in all of this.

This feeling of contradiction made him feel suffocated and unable to breathe.

Lu Zhaolin took a deep breath.

Someone patted me lightly on my shoulder.

That familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

Even before he turned around, he had already guessed who was standing behind him: "Chang'an, is this really necessary?"

Wei Ran lowered his eyebrows and chuckled, then walked around from his side to his front.

She slowly raised her chin and met Lu Zhaolin's complicated eyes: "How could the top scholar know it was me?"

"So, you admit that you are not the princess of Ningguo, nor are you Wei Ran, but Princess Chang'an of Yuanguo who staged a trick of replacing the prince with a cat on the way to the marriage." Lu Zhaolin lowered his eyes and looked at her firmly.

Wei Ran's scalp tingled when he was looked at.

For some reason, she was a little afraid to look the man in front of her.

She looked to one side with an unnatural look: "The former Chang An is dead, and the one standing in front of you now is Wei Ran, the noble Sixth Princess of Ningguo."