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Chapter 330 078 Wedding Night

"It feels like a knife cuts your heart, that's how it is."

——Excerpt from "Peach Blossom Princess Handbook"

Spend a good night with a full moon and beautiful scenery on a good day.

The red candles are burning, there are many overlapping shadows, the red tent is shaking, a gust of wind is blowing, the door is still open, and the moon outside leaks in, covering the floor in orange.

At the door, a head poked in, with a tiger head and a tiger head.

"Big brother."

It's Zhang Daxie.

Huaman was sitting on the couch next to his bride, with his hands folded on his knees, he turned his head, dissatisfied: "Why do you call me?"

Zhang Daxie scratched his head: "Shouldn't it be time to pick up the hijab?"

Flowers are deep.

is it?

He glanced at Zhang Daxie coldly: "Will I not know?"

Zhang Daxie curled his lips, but he didn't know, he had been in the room for a quarter of an hour, and he knew he was sitting there sweating, behaved like a dead rabbit!
Hua Man became impatient, and chased people away: "Get out, get out, everyone get out!"

Hey, cross the river and tear down the bridge.

Zhang Daxie yelled at his brothers to retreat, closed the door, and poked his head back again: "Brother, you," hesitated to speak, with a suspicious face, "Will you know?"

When Huaman touched a red date, he threw it at it, and roared in a low voice, "Get out!"

"Boom!"

Zhang Daxie closed the door and ran away.

There was a pair of red candles in the room, two people, arm to arm, sitting upright, slightly stiff, um, the atmosphere was charming and awkward.

Hua Man looked up, down, left, right, and finally tilted his head, sweating on his forehead, a little embarrassed: "Did I lift it?"

Plum Blossoms nodded.

Huaman wiped sweat on her clothes, and slowly stretched out her hand, just touching the corner of the hijab, Meihuasu stepped back: "Scale."

秤？
Hua Man hurriedly withdrew her hand: "Oh."

Standing up, he took the steelyard on the table, and instead of sitting back, he simply stood opposite the plum blossom crisp, holding the scale with trembling hands to pick out the hijab of plum blossom crisp.

Light makeup is suitable, really good-looking.

Huaman was stunned for a while, then looked away unnaturally, touched the burning ears, and asked, "Do you want to eat something?"

Plum Blossom Crisp raised her head, a thin layer of blush bloomed on her cheeks: "Okay."

Huaman scooped up a bowl of soup for her, and scooped up another bowl for himself. Strangely, he didn't know what it was like after the soup was finished. He raised his eyes to look at the plum blossom crisps. When she happened to look over, he immediately looked away.

Fuck!What are you talking about!
Putting down the bowl, this time he looked at her quite seriously and naturally: "Would you like some more wine?"

Meihuasu nodded quickly, and said yes, blushing, very delicate, Huaman had never seen her like this before, like the most beautiful one in the pictures of ladies, he suddenly thought of a very appropriate sentence, Hundreds of steelmaking become soft around the fingers.

Ever since, he said softly to his fingers, "stretch out your hand."

Plum Blossom Crisp didn't know why, but he was still very obedient, holding the wine glass and handing it over.

Huaman took advantage of the opportunity to hand over a cup, drank in a hurry, and suddenly stared at him. He was outside and poured down a few pots of wine, but his face did not change. Now that he was drunk with a glass of wine, Huaman was inexplicably a little dizzy .

"We," Huaman asked Meihuasu, "shall we go to bed?"

Plum Blossom Crisp nodded: "Okay."

Then, he led her to sit on the bed, sitting side by side, and there were a lot of red dates and longan on the edge of the bed, which was a bit disgusting.

Plum Blossom Crisp didn't talk much at first, but now she was even more silent, lowering her head timidly, and looking up at Huaman from time to time, her eyes shone with the shyness of a little daughter.

what's next?

Huaman rolled her throat unconsciously, raised her hand, held Meihuasu's chin, turned her face over, moved her hand to her face, and rubbed her fingertips twice, she was so obedient, motionless Let him move freely, he rubbed it a few more times, and then leaned over to kiss her, his hand was a little weak, clumsy and trembling non-stop, he pulled it for a long time, but he didn't pull it away, and his forehead began to pop. sweat.

"Full of flowers."

Plum Blossom Crisp called out to him.

He was dissatisfied, so he raised his head and sucked her chin: "It's called Xianggong."

She blushed and called out in a low voice, "Sir."

Satisfied, Huaman continued to wrestle with her belt, and answered absent-mindedly, "Huh?"

"It's not explained that way."

He pulled his right hand and froze: "...It's knotted."

A perfect iris knot was abruptly torn into a dead knot by someone.

Huaman looked frustrated.

Plum Blossom Crisp patted the back of his hand: "I'll do it."

When the words fell, she pulled them casually.

"Tear--"

The entire belt was broken, and Huaman was dumbfounded.

Plum Blossom Crisp's already pink face turned red, and she explained embarrassingly: "I, I'm a bit strong."

More than a little.

Huaman let out an 'oh' and continued.

"Master."

"Ok?"

Plum Blossom Crisp said in a low voice, "Your hands are sweating."

What are you talking about.

Huaman wiped it, and her hands trembled even more.

"Are you nervous?" Plum Blossom Crisp asked.

He shook his head immediately: "No, not nervous."

"I am nervous."

He stopped for a moment and looked up at her.

"I like you." Her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but clear and firm, she almost stuttered every word, "I really, really like you."

Huaman was suddenly elated, and wrapped her arms around her back, embracing her a little: "I know."

Plum Blossom Crisp shook his head.

"You don't know." She raised her head, the outline of her jaw was tense, and she said stubbornly and stubbornly, "I like you so much that I want to give you my life."

She raised her arms, put her arms around his neck, and raised her chin to kiss him.

Huaman was just stunned for a moment, then helped her to lie down, put his hands behind her head, leaned over, and stopped by her ear, his tone suddenly serious: "I don't know when it started, and I don't know where I like it, I just know, Marry you because I want to marry you."

Otherwise, according to his temperament, let alone giving a marriage, even if he forced his head to worship, he would not bow his head. He has never been forced into heaven or earth.

Marrying her was just what he wanted to marry.

"Close your eyes."

Plum Blossom Crisp closed her eyes as she said.

Huaman lowered her head, brushed her bangs away, and kissed the scales on her forehead that were so faded that they were almost invisible: "I don't need to cover it from now on."

"it is good."

Well, then what?
Taohua lay on the window, holding her breath and pricking up her ears.

"Your Majesty."

It's Zhang Daxie.

Taohua stretched out her hand and made a silent gesture: "Shh."

Zhang Daxie showed a rich expression: What are you doing?

Taohua also returned a mysterious look.

Zhang Daxie chuckled silently, dipped in some saliva, stretched out his hand on the window, and poked two holes.

At this time, Huaman in the room made a sound.

Before the words were pronounced, Plum Blossom Crisp covered his mouth and said softly, "There are people outside."

It might be because of nervousness, she tensed subconsciously.

The rabbit became irritable: "Fuck!"

Plum Blossom Crisp: "..."

Outside, Taohua couldn't hold back any longer, she looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahaha..."

The hatred between her and Qingqing that night was finally avenged.

With a bang, a boot smashed against the paper window, and Taohua jumped three steps back, and just as she stood still, she heard the sound of Huaman's hair exploding.

"Fat flower!"

"Master and you are at odds!"

"Fuck you!"

Taohua sneered ruthlessly: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Huaman: "..."

After the bridal chamber Taohua was in a good mood, she went back to the banquet, but she didn't see her brother Lihua, and looked around, but she didn't see anyone.

She asked Zhixia: "Where is my brother?"

Zhixia said: "Xiao Zun has gone back to the palace."

Why did the guy who pestered her not to let her go first?

Taohua asked again: "What happened?"

"The little carp raised by Xiaozun was robbed."

Taohua frowned.

Something happened, and her brother loved the carp very much.

"Go back to the palace."

Taohua went to Longze Hall and Qingyang Hall successively, but her brother was not there, Chengyu said that he went to find his little carp himself, and Taohua returned to Zhaoming Hall.

Unexpectedly, there are heavy soldiers guarding outside Zhaoming Hall, one soldier at five steps, waiting in strict formation.

Tao Huaxin was surprised and went forward.

But Zhang Lin Da Yao suddenly blocked her way: "His Royal Highness, please stay."

Tao Hua froze, looking at the unlit hall: "My brother asked you to stay here?" His eyes were fixed, and he looked at Zhang Lin, "You want to stop me?"

Zhang Lin bowed his head: "Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Other than that, not a word is said, nothing is revealed.

Taohua was silent for a moment, then raised her voice slightly, without her usual gentleness: "Is there anything in it that I can't see?"

Zhang Lin Da Yao didn't say a word.

She pursed the corners of her mouth, turned slightly pale, and asked word by word: "Is Feng Qing still facing inside?"

Looking away, Zhang Lin Da Yao lowered his head and no longer looked into the little girl's eyes. The normally delicate and soft little girl, at this moment, was very similar to her mother Empress Xiao's charm.

Feng Qing, indeed, is His Highness' Ni Lin.

"Get out of the way." She said, her crooked smiling eyes were no longer smiling.

Da Yao Zhang Lin refused to give in a single step, gritted his teeth, and said bravely: "Your Majesty has ordered, please don't make things difficult for us, Your Highness."

The little girl's voice suddenly sank: "Even if my brother comes, he may not be able to stop me, can you?"

Zhang Lin Dayao has no bottom in his heart. The usually soft and weak girl suddenly grows like needles and can overcome thorns and thorns.

The little girl raised her hand, and suddenly there was a long sword in her palm: "My Qingqing said that my demon skills can already be used on my own, but I lack some practical combat."

Tit for tat, this Zhaoming Palace, it seems that His Royal Highness is determined.

Without waiting for relief, Taohua raised her sword and approached, her whole body was full of monster aura, menacing.

The big demon Zhang Lin retreated again and again, imagining a knife with a blunt blade, and ordered the generals behind him loudly: "Don't hurt the princess."

Xiaozun said, as long as it is delayed until midnight.

however……

Of the white civet clan, why is there no one to parry!
With a bang, the knife in Da Yao Zhang Lin's hand was knocked down by the little girl, and she pointed the sword at him: "Get out of the way."

He was stunned for a moment.

Princess Peach Blossom is usually so cute and soft, but when fighting, she really has the demeanor of their Chu family, that kind of ruthlessness!Not to mention the talent, she had indeed inherited it from her father.

Tao Hua pressed down on the sword, the blade was only a few feet away from Zhang Lin Da Yao, she said: "I don't want to see blood, say it again, get out of the way."

The big demon Zhang Lin didn't move at all.

She slowly raised her hand, but before she could let it fall, she was stopped.

"enough."

Tao Hua raised her head and looked along the tender green sleeve, her gaze was heavy.I don't know when Rong Shu stood opposite her, blocking her way,
He held her wrist, took off the weapon in her hand, and twirled a beam of light, and the sword turned into a wisp of smoke.

He said, "Peach Blossom, that's enough."

She stared into his eyes: "You didn't come to find Qingqing to drink, he." After a pause, she swallowed the lump in her throat, suppressed the trembling in her voice, and asked, "What happened to him, right? "

Without any hesitation, Rong Shu turned his body indistinctly, and his eyes fell on Zhaoming Hall: "There are only a few people in Beiying who can catch ten moves from him, what can happen to him."

Brother didn't say anything, Zhang Lin Da Yao didn't say anything, and Rong Shu, they all kept silent, but she was flustered and extremely uneasy.

"Qingqing never came, my brother never let me come back, and you, you and them have been staying here." She said with a bit of coldness in her voice, "Rong Shu, I'm not stupid."

Not only is she not stupid, but she has a heart of seven apertures, exquisite and translucent.

Rong Shu was about to speak, but she spoke first: "Did you see those birds?" She pointed to the birds and beasts hovering above the Zhaoming Hall, "Qingqing said that the phoenix was the king of all birds in ancient times. Mingbaiying, they have been refusing to fly away because of the phoenix singing." She choked her throat and murmured in a low voice, as if talking to herself, "It's Qingqing's phoenix singing, but I can't hear it. arrive."

The high-frequency phoenix neighing, only the same kind can hear it.

Rong Shu avoided the little girl's eyes, and pressed his palate: "It's just a retreat, don't think about it."

Peach shook her head.

If she doesn't believe it, don't believe a word of it.

She had to see it with her own eyes.

"I will hold my breath and not make a sound, but I must go in." When she said, her eyes were firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

Usually soft-tempered, but the most stubborn.

"Peach Blossom—"

She raised her eyes too much, and her clear eyes were condensed with a layer of luster: "You want to stop me, too?"

Rong Shu was speechless.

Taohua pushed his hand away without hesitation, took a step back, and said with red eyes: "Master, please forgive Taohua for being disrespectful." After speaking, the sword fell into the palm again, raised it, and pointed at Rongshu.

She must see Feng Qing, if he stops her, then she will have to fight with each other.

A Fengqing can make her die.

Seeing her expression, Rong Shu felt helpless, spread his hands and put his hands behind his back, his eyes darkened, a little depressed, and he said resignedly, "I can't beat you."

Wherever he was willing to beat her, he would lose if he did it.

Rong Shu sighed softly: "That's all." Go over and hold her wrist, "No matter what you see later, stay calm, don't be afraid, don't cry, can you do it?"

Her heart sank hard, flustered, she hesitated for a long time, then nodded.

Rong Shu flicked his sleeves, swept away all the defenses, led her into the Zhaoming Hall, promised to be calm, and said that he would not cry if he was not afraid, but she still didn't do it. She just glanced at Fengqing, and she burst into tears. rain.

Her Qingqing was lying on the ground covered in bruises, the dagger covered in blood was held in his own hand, her heart was bleeding, and the flesh was turned outwards so that the bones could be seen...

He was motionless, his back arched.

A few steps away, Taohua walked for a long time, staggered to stand in front of him, squatted down: "Qingqing, I'm back."

(End of this chapter)