"Zi Han, this news has been sent out. If you disobey your father, you will suffer."

"Haha, I'm not afraid of your so-called threats. I hate your marriage," Mu Zihan said decisively.

Since he was a child, he has been determined not to let others call him His Highness. He has always been Young Master Mu or Young Master.

So he couldn't follow that system, but it was still because of the influence of the environment that he became such a character.

Arrogant and unreasonable, he actually knows his shortcomings.

But he couldn't change it, because as a royal highness, although he gained a lot, he also lost a lot of ordinary people's happiness. Save the article

"Brother Han, do you hate Xuanxuan so much? Why don't you get engaged to Xuanxuan?" Nuanxuan's crying scene is about to happen again.

"It's not your fault. If it were anyone else, I would treat them the same way." Mu Zi said coldly.

"Really? Then what if it's sister Ke'er, will it be different?" Nuan Xuan sobbed, and the smile on her face just now was now a pitiful face with a crying pear blossom in the rain, which was very lovable.

It makes people feel distressed, especially the imperial concubine who already loves her very much.

"Xuanxuan, which Kerr are you talking about? Is there really a girl that Zihan likes?" The princess was curious. If there was, it would be normal for her son to be so rebellious.

When Mu Zihan heard that the innocent Nuan Xuan actually said Luo Keer's name on purpose, his eyes couldn't help but become sharper, and he glared at the ignorant woman.

"I said no, no. Do you think I would fall in love with such a stinky girl? You underestimate me, Mu Zihan." Mu Zihan chuckled, with a hint of disdain on his face.

"That's why, why can't Xuanxuan, and why don't you get engaged to Xuanxuan?" The imperial concubine pressed forward step by step.

"I just don't want your kind of political marriage, and I don't want to be your pawn." Mu Zihan walked out of the house extremely unhappy.

Drive away from the castle's underground warehouse.

Not even the servants can stop him.

Mu Zihan quickly rushed out of the castle and galloped on the road alone.

"Luo Ke'er, why did you want to hurt me so miserably? Why am I attracted to a woman like you? Why, if it weren't for you, maybe I would no longer be so scrupulous and immediately become a chess piece of the royal family and continue my puppet work.

A normal life. But now, what on earth am I going to do with you?" Mu Zihan was lying on the steering wheel, watching the night getting darker, but not knowing where to go.

Even he himself can't see which direction his road is heading.

Suddenly, a whirlwind-like car shadow passed by his car. The howling wind blew through his broken hair.

Purple eyes shrink,

Why does this figure look so much like the figure who was still distressed just now?

Slender figure, agile yet elegant.

She is actually wearing black clothes. Is it her?
Chapter completed!