I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 182 The Wedding Date Has Been Set
He Lianchuan was reluctant to destroy the golden crocodile silk that Mu Shiyu gave him, and whispered her name in a bewitching voice, trying to soften her heart.

In order to make He Lianchuan clearly aware of the horror of Gu poison, Mu Shiyu took a tough attitude and suppressed his distress for him, until the moon disappeared, and then he untied the golden shark silk wrapped around his wrist.

He Lianchuan regretted it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Things like Gu poison really shouldn't exist."

Mu Shiyu smiled and said, "That's right."

Supervisor Fu Gong had already arranged and brought hot water to the two of them in time.

Mu Shiyu stretched out his hands to massage He Lianchuan, only thinking that his face alone was enough to sit on the throne of the number one beauty in the Northland, and finally understood those perverted words in the storybook, such as why he wanted to melt the other party into his flesh and blood.

She didn't know the meaning of the text at first glance, but she was already a person in the book at second glance.

Mu Shiyu held his forehead and sighed, she was getting more and more perverted.

She let go of the charming images in her mind, and recited the Mantra of Purifying the Heart, the Art of Meditation.

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The weather is bright and the sun is just right.

Mu Shiyu lifted the curtain again and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

The people of Shengjing City are actually welcoming her?

Are you holding flowers instead of rotten eggs or rotten vegetable leaves?

She really wanted to ask the people of Shengjing, is the joyful expression on their faces real?

Not forced?

Not threatened?
Mu Shiyu hurriedly lowered the curtain, and could vaguely hear voices coming from outside: "Master Mu calmed down the wrath of the sky, his strength alone is comparable to that of a god, and he actually stopped the huge waves of hundreds of feet. He is the patron saint of our northern kingdom!"

"It's not just a patron saint, Mr. Mu is also the queen of our Northern Kingdom! I heard that His Majesty has already prepared the wedding of the emperor and empress. I believe the specific wedding date will be announced soon."

When He Lianchuan heard this sentence, he raised his heart suddenly, observed Mu Shiyu's expression, saw her looking at him, and explained:
"These have been prepared a long time ago, and a phoenix seal has been made again. The queen's bride price will be sent to General Mu's mansion, and the emperor's uncle will be in charge of discussing the wedding date with General Mu."

The emperor's uncle who has been called for ten years, to He Lianchuan who has never felt family affection, He Lianjing is already a family-like existence.

Mu Shiyu leaned on the small table, looked at his serious appearance, and smiled slightly: "When did I agree?"

After finishing speaking, seeing the light in He Lianchuan's eyes quickly dissipate, he didn't dare to tease him with this matter, so he said quickly:

"I remembered."

He Lianchuan made countless requests last night, but at that time she couldn't think calmly, and she complied with everything he said.

He Lianchuan's expression softened in an instant, and he took out a simple imperial calendar from the hidden compartment, and asked:

"When do you want?"

He always felt that it was not perfect enough, and he had such strict requirements on the wedding that even the officials of the Ministry of Rituals looked hopeless.

In the end, Mu Shiyu chose the day of rain in spring, and there is always new hope for the recovery of all things.

In addition to the various rare treasures in the small treasury, He Lianchuan's betrothal gift also has an extremely real golden mountain.

King Beijing thought it was a bit vulgar, so he glanced at He Lianchuan who still felt that it was not enough. It turned out that there was a reason for the small scale of Prince Beijing's mansion. He Lianchuan gave all the money to Mu Shiyu.

What else to choose.

Just give her the treasury.

Mu Qiyin and the King of Beijing sent people to calculate that the day of rain was an auspicious day, and with the dowry delivered to General Mu's residence, the wedding date was completely set.

Lu Xiang stared dumbfounded at the long list of betrothal gifts, her first reaction was how she should show off to the maidservants in other mansions in the future.

Then she realized that her own lady could become a queen, and she still needs to show off the gift list?

"Mother!" He Lianjing pushed King Jing's wheelchair to the yard.

Lu Xiang glanced at King Beijing, obviously he had something to say to Mu Shiyu, and took He Lianjing to see those rare treasures very quickly.

After King Bei Jing regained consciousness in his legs, his whole complexion improved a lot. His originally cold face became more gentle and elegant, and he smiled and said:
"Sure enough, the world is so big that there are no surprises. Ah Jing is really Xiao Jiu's child."

He has been aware of it for a long time.

It's just that I didn't expect it to be related to Mu Shiyu.

Mu Shiyu was talented, so it was impossible for her to give birth to a six-year-old child.

The faint fragrance of epiphyllum wafted over, and Mu Shiyu looked at He Lianjing not far away, feeling as if he had passed away. In less than a year, too many things happened.

Mu Shiyu withdrew his gaze, looked at the legs covered by Wang Beijing's snow-colored robe, and said calmly:

"Thank you Your Highness, with you here, he can directly announce Ah Jing's identity."

King Beijing is the only person who can threaten Helianchuan. Although Helianchuan is strong enough now, if King Beijing really wants to rebel, it will not be easy to overthrow him.

As long as they trust each other, this country is stable enough.

The officials were not shocked that Mu Shiyu would become the queen, but what was shocked was that Mu Shiyu and His Majesty had an extra six-year-old prince.

The officials quickly figured it out. After all, they almost suspected that His Majesty liked men. Even if Mu Shiyu couldn't give birth to such a big prince, as long as he was a child of He Lianchuan.

After ten years, Beiguo finally had a prince, and they felt much more at ease.

King Bei Jing controlled the wheelchair to get closer, stared at Mu Shiyu's calm eyes, was silent for a while, and said, "Congratulations."

Not long ago, the moment King Beijing heard that Mu Shiyu had killed the king and seized the throne, his heart suddenly picked up. He was not worried about the throne, but worried about the relationship between the two of them.

Mu Shiyu's kindness to him is all because he is He Lianchuan's uncle, if the relationship between the two breaks up, this kindness will naturally disappear.

More importantly, I believe that Mu Shiyu has a way to heal his leg.

Mu Shiyu keenly noticed that another line of sight locked on him, and turned his head to look.

He Lianchuan stood quietly in the corridor wearing a light golden dragon robe, his black hair was scattered like a waterfall, blown by the wind, the hair was smooth and elegant, firmly attracted her gaze.

Mu Shiyu didn't hide the admiration in his eyes, his eyes were shining because of He Lianchuan's arrival, and he asked with a smile:

"This suits him, I made it."

She knew that He Lianchuan was suitable for this kind of noble pale gold color.

The king of Beijing Jing recognized that it was a crocodile silk, and it was a rare and hard-to-find golden crocodile silk, nodded and said:
"Very suitable."

He Lianchuan walked towards the two of them, but was discovered by He Lianjing, who turned around and around him, and exclaimed with wide eyes:
"Wow...! Father looks good! What a beautiful dress!"

Lu Xiang looked at the fairy-like majesty, and lamented that her young lady is really blessed.

"Okay." Helian Chuanzhi walked away and wanted to continue to praise his Helianjing and Luxiang, while Fu Gongjian emptied the servants in the yard.

The courtyard became much quieter in an instant.

He Lianchuan came to Mu Shiyu's side, looked at the smiling King of Beijing Jing, and said "Uncle Emperor" lightly, then took out the scroll in his hand to Mu Shiyu, and explained:
"Useless buildings will be demolished. I want to create a paradise here."

He likes life in Mushan Taoyuan.

"Okay."

Mu Shiyu liked quietness since she was a child. She was very interested in creating a paradise in the cold and solemn palace, which reduced her rejection of the palace.

(End of this chapter)