Chapter 17: standpoint

Chapter 17 Position Issues

The office door was closed, and after Xia Zeming and Fu Xing took their seats, the expressions on their faces became a bit serious, and they stopped joking and joking just now.

"Your marriage this time has dealt a severe blow to Princess Teresa." Xia Zeming smiled like an old fox, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip after asking Fu Xing but was rejected.

"Princess Teresa has always regarded you as the most perfect marriage partner. As long as she marries you, she will be able to get the support of the Fu family and the Xia family, which will greatly increase her bargaining chips in the fight for the throne. That's it, let's kill halfway." A woman came out and took away the fruit that belonged to her."

"Uncle Xia, please make up your own words." Fu Xing habitually rested his cheek with one hand, feeling helpless at Xia Zeming's disrespect, "I am not someone's fruit of victory."

The Xia clan, like the Fu clan, is one of the seven guardian dukes of the empire. The fief Mozambique is rich in resources and has a vast star field. The two families have always had a close relationship since their ancestors, and they have always advanced and retreated together politically.

Now that His Majesty's health is getting worse and worse, the princess and the two princes have started to compete for the throne, and everyone has to face the choice of standing.

"I really like you."

But Fuxing showed a cold expression, with a trace of cruelty flashing across his eyes, "Politics has never had personal relationships."

"So you won't support Princess Teresa anymore? She is the second in line heir, a genius who is rare in a century, and there are many people who support her."

"Uncle Xia, you know the principles of our family."

"Support whoever is orthodox? Of course I am, so you still support Teresa. In this case, why do you suddenly find a woman from a corner to marry? If you don't like someone, just say it directly. Why humiliate her?"

"You also think I will be so unmannered?"

"Hey hey..." Xia Zeming smirked disrespectfully, "Didn't I just put you in the first place on the school's most hated list! You haven't played yet, so I speculated about you with the greatest malice gone."

Fu Xing is really angry and funny.

"Then why did you get married suddenly? And you're looking for someone who can't even pronounce his name? I'm closer than your own uncle. Your father's best friend doesn't even know me, and you still say it's okay."

Xia Zeming heard that Fu Xing was back, so he immediately urged to meet him.

"It's a purple wish sign."

"What?" Xia Zeming, who was drinking, sprayed out a sip of wine towards Fu Xing opposite, and someone seemed to be able to predict it, but he just swiped his finger four or two times, and an invisible wave of mental power brought up the wine. fall into the trash can.

"It turned out to be a purple wish lottery, purple wish lottery, purple..." Xia Zeming walked up and down excitedly, asking again and again: "Are you sure? It's purple?"

"I'm sure, the wish sign has been delivered to me a month ago."

"Even if it's black or white, I wouldn't be surprised, but it's purple."

The family keepsake of the Fu family has always been one of the oldest legends in the interstellar world. There are various opinions from the outside world, and it has even been written into a novel and filmed. In short, it is very legendary.

But for the great nobles, it is not a secret, after all, no one knows who's family affairs.

The real Fushi bookmarks are white, black and purple.

White is the door-killing lottery, also known as the funeral lottery.

(end of this chapter)