Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

And inside the castle, there was a grand celebration that Ximen Longting wanted to give her.

Because from now on, she is the hostess of this island kingdom.

The carriage drove to the mountainside, and guards and servants were parked everywhere on both sides of the road.

The tall bell tower suddenly rang with a crisp sound, and countless seabirds were disturbed and rushed from the perched trees one after another.

Throughout the island, tens of thousands of birds are flying into the sky at the same time, covering the sky and the sun.

The crowd waved their hands and shouted endlessly: "Princess Beauty, Princess Beauty..."

resounded through the sky.

Until dinner, SUN was still struggling with this problem.

"Uncle Wilson, why do they only welcome the Queen, but not the King?"

Jing Jiaren just changed into a loose silk dress and walked down the spiral staircase slowly.

The long skirt is very elegant and not complicated. It is only wrapped around the chest with a pink ribbon and tied with a bow.

The long butterfly belt is as long as the skirt, and when she walks, it looks like she has wings behind her...

As soon as SUN turned his head, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Wow, the queen is beautiful again!"

Jing Jiaren couldn't help but curled her lips into a smile: "No matter how beautiful she is, she is still pregnant."

"The queen is the most beautiful pregnant woman Sun has ever seen!"

Wilson's gaze was a little dazed. This Jingjia woman, with white skin and red lips, scattered hair, and a small silver crown symbolically pinned on her head, is really beautiful.

Even he, a man with a dull aesthetic, was shocked.

"Uncle Wilson, do you think the queen is beautiful?"

Wilson nodded immediately: "Miss Jing's outfit is very suitable."

SUN held Jing Jiaren's hand and looked at her sleeve: "It looks like a princess."

The sleeves are slightly foamy, but at the elbows, they are also tied with a pink ribbon.

SUN was very satisfied with Jing Jiaren's new look, and looked around her back and forth: "The queen's hairstyle has also changed."

Jing Jiaren stroked Wei Wei's curls: "Well, it's a little hot, one time."

"I love queen curls! (*@ο@*) stunning!"

"Isn't it nice to have straight hair, mom?"

"But curly hair is more sexy~ sexy!"

"Does the kid know what sex is?"

SUN moaned: "SUN knows a lot, even if SUN even has a queen."

"uh-huh."

"Do you know what stalking is?" SUN put his hands on his waist and stomped his feet on the ground, "A woman put her hands on her hips and stomped her feet!"

"..."

"Then what is coquetry?"

Jing Jiaren was stumped by this question, staring at Wilson, then at SUN: "What is?"

"The woman put her hands on her hips and stomped her feet. Her chest trembled."

"..." Jing Jiaren, "Who taught you!?" Ximen Longting?He is dead!

SUN pursed his lips: "TV."

"From now on, you are not allowed to watch TV for a week! You are not allowed to watch those messy things in the future."

"The queen is playing tricks..." SUN stomped his feet on the ground, "I knew that SUN wouldn't tell you!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and a fierce aura.

"The young master is back." Wilson raised his eyebrows.

Jing Jiaren turned her head and watched Ximen Longting take off the English dress coat and casually hand it to the maid beside her. When she looked at Jing Jiaren, her red eyes suddenly lit up.

There was an unconcealable astonishment on his face.