Chapter 3 Are you ready?
Without waiting for anyone to answer, Shen Zhuo immediately added:
“My name is Shen Zhuo, I am 18 years old, my pheromone is Epiphyllum, and I am single now.”
Du Jie frowned and looked at General Shen, who turned to look at him. Caressing a book:
“This book is really a good book, isn’t it Yueyue?”
Jiang Yue Ning Fu Sui said:
“Ahem, um… indeed, I will buy another one tomorrow.”
Du Jie: “… “
After more than ten seconds, just when Shen Zhuo thought it was impossible, the man faced him and spoke again.
Surprisingly serious:
“I have some things to discuss with the teacher now. You can go to the marriage registration office at two o’clock in the afternoon. I will pick you up then.”
Shen Zhuo’s eyes lit up: “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”
Du Jie looked towards Father Shen lowered his head:
“Teacher, see you in the weapons depot.”
Father Shen looked back and forth between the two of them in surprise, and after a long while he said: “Okay.”
There is another reason for the high status of the Shen family – the imperial weapons depot is Under the Shen family manor.
The family has been the gatekeepers of the arsenal for generations.
After General Shen left, Jiang Yuening winked at Shen Zhuo playfully:
“Good boy, you picked the best one. Your father also wanted to introduce you to each other before.”
Shen Zhuo now realized that his mind was a little stuck. His face was so hot that he couldn’t react to Jiang Yuening’s words:
“What…?”
“Although that kid Du Feng has a bad temper towards others, he will definitely be very good to his lover, just like your father.”
Jiang Yuening said matter-of-factly:
” We took a fancy to him when he was learning mecha under your father.”
Perhaps because Shen Zhuo’s expression was too strange, Jiang Yuening came over and pushed his shoulder, shouting to the door:
“Xia Dou, Take the young master to wash up, dress nicely, and go get the certificate in the afternoon. “
“Okay madam,” Xia Dou was stunned for a moment, then secretly winked at Shen Zhuo:
Didn’t His Highness say that he would receive the certificate after the wedding?
Shen Zhuo pressed his hot face with the back of his hand and curled his mouth:
“Of course not with him.”
Xia Dou was quite clever when doing things, but many times he was half a beat too slow.
Seeing what the young master said, he just nodded. After changing Shen Zhuo’s clothes, he suddenly exclaimed:
“What?! You want to get the certificate from Commander Du?!”
Shen Zhuo rubbed his ears and straightened his tie.
“Yeah, isn’t he much better than Feng Ming?”
He chose a white slim-fitting suit. The close-fitting tailoring wrapped his slender waist, making him look extremely tall and delicate.
The slightly longer hair is braided on the side of the head and fixed with a hair ornament with the six-winged eagle pattern, the family emblem, revealing a large and smooth forehead.
A pair of peach-shaped eyes with slightly raised ends, and his gaze is cold and indifferent, but when he looks at people from the bottom up, there is an indescribable sex appeal.
Shen Zhuo glanced at his watch, there were still five minutes until two o’clock.
“Then…” Xia Dou asked tentatively, “Master, do you still like His Highness the Second Highness?”
“Now there are constant wars, the people in the border areas are in dire straits, the Zerg have not been eradicated, and the royal family has done nothing for hundreds of years.”
Shen Zhuo sorted out his slight expression. Wrinkled sleeves, without raising his eyes:
“They have nothing but empty names. Is it a greedy heart or an incompetent mind?”
After marrying into the royal family, Shen Zhuo realized that they were not as high-sounding as they appeared.
Even if there were people with different abilities like Feng Ming in the royal family, they would never go to the battlefield.
The young man stood up, his eyes and eyebrows were indifferent:
“You can see clearly when you don’t like it.”
Xia Dou seemed to understand, and stepped forward to gently hold the young man’s hand:
“No matter what decision the young master makes, Xia Dou will Support.”
Shen Zhuo patted her comfortingly.
Du Jie’s voice came from outside the door:
“My matter has been solved. Are you ready, Shen Zhuo?”
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