The princess is above: the power minister's palm favor

When the auspicious time came, Mo Jingzhan, surrounded by the nobles of the capital, went all the way to Li Huang's bedroom.

Xipo handed the end of the red silk to Mo Jingzhan, and he led the bride out of the house.

Outside the gate of the mansion, there were crowds of people watching the excitement.

Dayuan's only first-in-law princess got married, and the scene was grand and magnificent.

Just for the dowry, I can't wait to go around the city.

Mo Jingzhan released the news half a month ago that there will be a three-day feast for the wedding, and as long as you come to the door, you can eat the banquet.

Therefore, the people in the capital are all beaming, and they all want to rub off on this joy.

However, at the moment when Li Huang was about to step onto the wedding sedan chair, a cold light pierced from behind.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Ling Yuan took a step behind, caught off guard by the sudden reversal, and when she wanted to step forward to block it, it was already too late.

At this critical moment, Li Huang leaned back, narrowly dodging the sword.

The person holding the sword pierced the air with the sword, and wanted to stab again, but Ling Yuan had already rushed over, and raised the sword to block him back.

Clang~
Seeing this, the hidden guards of the Princess' Mansion also flashed out one after another, and surrounded Li Huang in the blink of an eye.

"Mo Shizi, are you trying to rebel?"

Ling Yuan asked angrily.

However, Mo Jingzhan was also extremely surprised at the moment, and the feeling of being out of control became even stronger.

At this moment, the sword in his hand was thrown in the air, maintaining a stabbing motion. If you look carefully, you can find that his hand is shaking all the time.

That was his strong willpower trying to take control of his body.

"If I say that the body is out of control, would you believe it?"

Mo Jingzhan's heart is broken at this moment, Xiao Yunlan has been looking through various ancient books for the past few days, but he has not been able to find out what this phenomenon is.

His face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were full of anxiety when he looked at Li Huang.

Li Huang lifted the hijab, looked at Mo Jingzhan's hand holding the sword, and the scene in the dream appeared in his mind from time to time.

Suddenly, Mo Jingzhan withdrew his sword suddenly, and because of the force, he fell down.

The onlookers were all terrified, and they all let out a burst of exclamation.

Seeing this, Ling Yuan waved at the surrounding guards: "Tie it up!"

However, before the hidden guards had time to step forward, a snow-white and elegant figure flew over quickly: "Wait!"

As the figure fell, she waved her sleeves and brought up a gust of wind, sweeping directly towards those hidden guards.

The hidden guards raised their hands to block the force.

Ling Yuan frowned: "Who are you? Why do you want to hurt someone?"

Only then did everyone see clearly that the one guarding Mo Jingzhan was a charming young woman.

She looked down at Ling Yuan from a high position, raised her eyebrows slightly: "Who is this girl, it's not up to you, a maid, to ask."

"Mo Shizi belongs to me, if you dare to hurt him, this girl will naturally fight back!"

Ling Yuan's face changed, what is she called?
This Mo Shizi actually has a girlfriend?
Simply excessive!
Compared to Ling Yuan's irascibility, Li Huang seemed much calmer.

She looked at the woman and asked with a smile: "My maid is not worthy to ask, so can I ask, who are you, girl? When did my servant become your man?"

Although the two stood some distance apart, there was a faint spark in their gazes.

No matter who watched it, they thought it was a big drama of snatching relatives.

However, the woman in white replied indifferently: "This girl was specially invited by Xiao Yunlan, that trash, to relieve the prince. Are you sure the eldest princess wants to fight with this girl at this time?"

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the crowd.

She just said, untie the cup?
Seeing Mo Jingzhan standing up straight like a carp, Li Huang held up his sword and wanted to stab her again, and he was horrified.

Did he hit the cup?

Isn't the skill of witch cup unique to Miaojiang?Where did the cup come from in the capital?
However, before she could figure it out, the sword stabbed at him again.

The hidden guards stepped forward in unison, trying to block it.

However, their movements were not as fast as that of the girl in white. The girl flicked her sleeves and immediately entangled Mo Jingzhan's sword.

Immediately afterwards, with a strong tug, the sword fell into her hands.

Mo Jingzhan, who had lost his weapon, paused for a moment, but quickly raised his fist and rushed straight over.

The girl in white rolled her eyes, tripped him with her foot, and then quickly tapped him a few times.

With the acupoints sealed, Mo Jingzhan can stand there with his legs raised.

He glared angrily at the woman in white: "Nan Zhao, do you want to die?"

The woman named Nanzhao had an innocent face: "Young master, my subordinate rushed to the capital to rescue you after running to the death of two horses. It's fine if you don't have a good word, and you still threaten me."

Mo Jingzhan's face darkened: "Then why are you still inking?"

She could have touched his acupuncture points immediately, but she just made him look a little more ugly.

This account, he recorded.

"Your Highness, the guards of His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess are going to attack me, you still think I'm slow!"

Nan Zhao rolled his eyes and waved at the hidden guards: "Come here and carry him into the mansion. Today's marriage may not be possible, so choose another auspicious day."

The hidden guards all looked at Li Huang, why does this woman feel like she is Mo Shizi's best match?

Not only the hidden guards felt this way, but even the common people who watched the excitement felt this way.

Li Huang pursed her lips, looked at Nan Zhao, and paused every word: "This is a marriage bestowed by the emperor, how can it be a joke? Today, this church must worship!"

Postpone the wedding?

joke!

I don't know what will happen later, in order to avoid long nights and dreams, she must finish worshiping in today's hall.

Nan Zhao looked at her in disbelief: "Princess, it's all like this, how do I worship?"

He pointed to Mo Jingzhan who couldn't move.

Li Huang curled her lips: "Isn't that good? Let someone carry him to the wedding hall, press his head and finish worshiping."

Seeing her speak such strong words in such a relaxed tone, Nan Zhao, who originally had a bit of contempt for her, couldn't help but look at her more.

"The dignified princess is getting married, and she still needs someone to press her head? I don't know, I thought you were robbing civilian men."

Li Huang refused to give an inch: "The whole world knows that this palace and Mo Shizi are married by His Majesty, and the matchmaker is marrying. I don't care whether he is poisoned or poisoned today. He is only one of my palace's people if he pays homage."

After saying that, she waved her hand, signaling the hidden guards to step forward.

Nan Zhao's complexion changed, and he wanted to stop him immediately: "The young master can't be so casual in getting married, and the eldest princess is so eager, is it because he is afraid that the young master will ruin the marriage?"

As her words fell, dozens of soldiers in armor rushed over, and surrounded the gate of the eldest princess's mansion in the blink of an eye.