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Marrying into Her Family

Chapter: 2008

“why?”
Zi Shu also stood up.
“As a general of the Hong Clan Alliance, how can you casually recruit a slave that doesn’t even have a tribe?” Yan Ling’an’s face was frosty.
“An Ren, it’s my own personal affair to recruit Jiajun!” Zi Ha turned his head, his face was stubborn.
“Confused!”
Yan Ling’an shouted: “As the eldest daughter of our Three Wings tribe, your marriage ceremony is no longer your personal business!”
“You can disregard your reputation and face, but you also have to think about your future children!”
“Our three-winged tribe’s family members of the Anren in the past are all descended from the noble three-tailed tribe. Their children are also the most noble lineage in the Hong Clan Alliance! Only they can win the support of all the Hong Clan and continue to be Hong Clan. The Anren of the Clan Alliance!”
“If you choose Zhang Xuan to be the family king, the children you will give birth in the future will have a humble pedigree! How can you represent our three-winged clan and inherit the position of the Anren of the Hong Clan Alliance?”
“This……”
Zibo listened to the words of Yan Ling’an, and was stunned for a long time, but then said calmly: “Then, let Master Xuanwu take your place in the future! They are not always afraid that you will take An Ren’s seat and pass it directly. give to me?”
“you!”
Yan Ling’an is speechless.
There was a dead silence in the temple.
“It’s my business to choose who will replace me in the future. You don’t need to make the decision for me!”
Yan Ling’an’s face sank like water, “But as the eldest daughter of the Three Wings tribe, you must consider the interests of the family! You like Zhang Xuan, and you don’t have anything to do, you just let him be your first friend. , You can’t be too obsessed!”
“Yeah! The man in our three-tailed clan, let you choose, you only need to pick a housekeeper, perform the ceremony of reunion, give birth to the eldest daughter, you can do whatever you want in the future!”
Mingjiu also persuaded Zi Biao: “Even if you spoil Zhang Xuan to heaven, it is your family affair, no one will say anything!”
“No, in my whole life, I have fallen in love with a man, Zhang Xuan, and the others are all dung in my eyes!”
Zi Biao continued to stubbornly coldly said, “Except Zhang Xuan, I will not hold a ceremony with anyone except Zhang Xuan!”
“you……”
Yan Ling’an was trembling with popularity, “Don’t you, have you forgotten how the barbarians were established thousands of years ago?”
“The establishment of the barbarians…what does it have to do with my selection of the family?” Zi Yan was stunned.
“Back then, the sage of the Hong clan was confused by that Zhangman, and would rather lose the magical power to break the seal, but also *combined with Zhangman. This caused drastic changes and gave birth to the barbarian!”
Yan Ling’an’s face was gloomy: “You are now bewildered by Zhang Xuan so far. In the future, will I still dare to hand over the Hong Clan to you?”
“Yes! If Zibo becomes a member of the Hong Clan Alliance in the future, maybe he will be deceived by Zhang Xuan, just like the Hong Clan saint back then, lift all men from their slavery status!”
Xuanwu understood the meaning of Yan Ling’an’s words, so he added oil and jealousy.
“This……”
Everyone was taken aback again.
“I really want to remove the slave status of men, we female aristocrats, but we have nothing!”
“Yeah, isn’t our Hong clan going to have a great chaos? Has it become the same hell as the barbarians?”
After hearing Xuanwu’s words, everyone also understood what the Yan Ling’an meant, and they suddenly became worried.
“Now, do you understand what I mean?”
Ying Ling’an, looking at the purple bird coldly.
“understand.”
“Then what do you say?”
“I’m afraid… if you want to live up to your high hopes, I would rather not be the future Hong Clan Alliance Anren, and I want Zhang Xuan to be my patriarch!”
The purple scorpion made a sound!
“…”
In the temple, there was another dead silence.
“You disappoint me so much!”
Yan Ling’an’s face was frosty.
“An Ren, calm down your anger!”
Ming Hao hurried out to make a round again, “General Zi Hao is still young, so she is very obsessed with Zhang Xuan. After a while, she should not be so persistent!”
“Okay…” Yan Ling’an rubbed his brows and shook his head, “It’s all gone!”
Everyone left the temple.
“Zibu, when are you going to hold a reunion ceremony with your lame monarch? At all times, we have to congratulate you!”
“Yes! I must see, Zhang Xuan limped and worshiped the statue of the Hong Clan saint!”
The snow cuckoo and green magpie are mocking again.
“Humph!”
Zi Hao ignored them and asked Zhang Xuan to be lifted to a courtyard of hibiscus trees.
In this courtyard, a wooden platform was first built on the branches of the tree, and then a wooden house was built on it.
There are many wooden houses in the courtyard, but they are not very big.
After all, these wooden houses are built on hibiscus trees, so naturally it is impossible to build them too big.
However, the scale of this courtyard is one of the best among the hibiscus trees.
Many people are still busy building a new house in the courtyard.
“General. The army is back!”
Someone yelled in surprise!
“sister!”
In the crowd, two fifteen-year-old girls flew out and threw themselves into the arms of Zi Hao.
“General. Army!”
All the people gathered around happily.
“Father, how is your family?”
Zi Shu nodded to a middle-aged man.
“Everything is fine, we all worry about you!”
Zi Shu’s father put his hand on his chest. He saluted the Zi Shu and said.
Although he is the father of Zihun, he is still a male slave, so he respects Zihun very much.
“You two, have you practiced your arrows well these days?” Zi Biao stroked the heads of the two younger sisters in his arms again.
“We practice there every day!”
The two girls pointed to the wooden fence of the yard, a few archery targets and grass men.
“Wrong, Miss Zhu Yuan and Miss Biyang, they have to practice arrows for several hours every day. Sometimes, I take them to practice horse riding on the farm outside the city!” said the father of Zi Yun.
“That’s good!”
Zi Hao led everyone into the largest wooden house in the middle of the courtyard.
The house is covered with thick animal skins, in the center is a huge couch, and underneath are two rows of low tables and soft cushions.
Here, it should be the hall of the Zihun family.
Death is still in a wild civilization, even the hall of the generals of the Hong Clan Alliance. The hall of the army is not as elegant as the hall of the ordinary people in the land of the ancestors.
The purple bird held the god baby and sat on the huge couch in the center.
Zhu Yuan and Bi Duck are sitting at the top of the two rows of cushions below.
Next to them, there are several other younger girls.
Zi Biao’s father took a group of male slaves, but he stood by the door with his hands down.
“Zhang Xuan, come and sit with me!” Zi Biao waved to Zhang Xuan.
“This……”
Zhang Xuan was taken aback.
“Come and sit down, at home, there is no need to be formal!”
Zibo said again in a commanding tone.
“Ok.”
Zhang Xuan and Zi Biao sat on the central couch together.
“Father, you all sit down too!”
Zi Hao waved his hand again, letting her father and some high-ranking male slaves sit down.
“Sister, this Zhang Xuan and this child…who are they?”
Zhu Yuan frowned when he looked at Zhang Xuan and Shen Ying.
“Thanks to them for saving my life this time…”
Zi Biao said everything about the expedition, the ambush, and the encounter with Zhang Xuan.
“Sister, you can’t let him be the king!”
Zhu Yuan and Biyang stood up immediately after listening.

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