Concubine comes to disaster

"That's right! Oh, I really miss Master Thirteen." Lan'er added some paper money to the stove.

"Well, I also think that the Thirteenth Master is our... I... What is it, Master Liusu said." Xiao He tilted his head, trying to recall what Liusu said back then.

Xingbai took the words and said——

"Idol! Lord Thirteen is our idol, and we are fans of Lord Thirteen. This is what I mentioned when I watched Lord Thirteen shoot a volley in the mansion of Lord Thirteen last time. Remember? Lord Thirteen didn't want to ride a horse at first. Yes, but when I saw my master appearing, I immediately told my subordinates that I wanted to show off my skills, but in fact, I just wanted to show it to Master Tassel."

"Master Thirteen, Master Liusu is already married, so don't be too persistent, if you see a good girl in the sky, you should go for it." Zuo Mu added another handful of money papers, his nose was sour, and his voice was a little sour. choked up.

Several people cried and laughed as they recalled Hitomi's heroic deeds.

Xiao Guozi wiped her tears while burning paper money, "Master Thirteen, we all miss you, Master Liusu married His Highness, don't be too sad, ah..."

As Xiao Guozi said, she raised her sleeves and wiped away her tears. Suddenly, he froze. The person in the wheelchair in front of him, he...he...he was...

He stood up abruptly, and he moved the copper basin with little paper money in front of him far away.

"Grandpa Guo, what's wrong with you, why did you overturn the basin for burning paper money for the Thirteenth Master, this is disrespectful to the Thirteenth Master..."

"You...you..." Xiao Guozi's voice trembled, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him!

"What's wrong?!"

"You...look..." Xiao Guozi pointed at the person who came in front, his legs were limp, this...is this a hallucination?How can this be?How is this possible? ! ! ! ! !

Several other people looked in the direction of Xiaoguozi's finger——

Suddenly, several people collectively froze——

The person in the wheelchair, with such a rebellious face, such a domineering temperament, such a graceful and handsome demeanor, who else is there besides him?

"Ten... Thirteen Lords... Thirteen Lords..."

That's right, the person in the wheelchair is none other than the Thirteenth Prince, the famous General Wang Zhuyetong! ! !

"Is it really the thirteenth master? He... isn't he already dead? Isn't he beheaded by the fourth master?" Lan'er couldn't believe her eyes.

The rest of the people were all in shock.

"Could it be that it's haunted in broad daylight?!" Xiao He grabbed her brother's hand tightly and asked.

"Even if it's a ghost, we've all seen Lord Thirteen, haven't we?" Xingbai's tears flowed out.

"Yes, yes, it must be Thirteen Lord who knew that Liusu's master got married today, and the ghost was inspired, so he rushed back to see the master's marriage!"

The man in the wheelchair came towards the gate of Lanling Mansion. Behind him, a burly man with a long rose beard was pushing his wheelchair. Next to him was a girl whose dress was completely different from that of the Central Plains woman. The girl's face Round, big eyes, shining sincere and stubborn light.

The wheelchair traveled all the way and stopped at the gate of Lanling Mansion.

"I'm back, why don't you kneel down quickly!" Hitomi Zhuye said, although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he was still so heroic, and his arrogance remained undiminished.

That's right, it's him, it's the Thirteenth Master.

Besides him, who else would have such an arrogant tone?

Besides him, who else has such an arrogant temperament?

He didn't die, so he didn't die!

Xiao Guozi knelt on the ground with a plop, and wept with joy, "Master Thirteen, thousand years old, thousand years old!!"

The guards behind him also knelt down and shouted, "Master Thirteen, thousand years old, thousand years old!"

The momentum is frightening, thunderous!

Its style.Seeing such a situation, Nuo Min was stunned when he heard the people calling Zhe farewell. It turned out that he was the famous thirteenth prince of the Sun Yao Dynasty, the youngest general king, and the one who had a mythical reputation in the frontier. Legendary God of War——Hitomi Zhuye!

He only said that he must return to Zhongyuan, and she and Suhebalu escorted him back from the grassland.

Along the way, he was silent and rarely spoke, and she didn't ask him about his life experience, nor why he came back in such a hurry.

What he didn't want to say, she naturally wouldn't ask more.

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After the deep husband and wife worshiped each other, Emperor Zhu Yao looked at the tassels in the coffin, if at this moment, she could really kneel down with him, how great would it be?

It's a pity that Yi Ren has passed away, leaving only a dark fragrance.

However, even so, he had already made up his mind and finally stayed by her side.

"Send it to the bridal chamber—"

"The Thirteenth Master! The Thirteenth Master is back! The Thirteenth Master is back!!!" Just as Xue Lan finished speaking and was sent to the bridal chamber, there was a loud noise outside the lobby, Xiao Guozi, Zuo Mu and others ran in desperately , shouting as he ran—

"The Thirteenth Master is back, the Thirteenth Master is not dead, the Thirteenth Master is really back!!"

Zhu Yaohuang turned his head away, his heart froze!

Zhuyunni, Lengmei, Xiaobao, and everyone all looked at these servants who ran in recklessly.

"What are you talking about? Xiao Guozi, Zuo Mu, Lan'er, do you have something wrong with your eyes? Thirteen is dead, how can you come back? Today is His Highness and Liusu's big wedding, why are you making such a fuss?" Yun Ni said out loud.

Xiao Guozi knelt on the ground with a plop——

Excited and somewhat incoherent——

"Your Highness, Princess, it's true. The Thirteenth Lord is really back. He's at the gate, but..."

I don't know what happened, but their thirteenth master's leg was disabled and he could only sit in a wheelchair.