The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 709
On the opposite eaves, Mo Xie was sitting gracefully, holding a jug of strong wine in his hand, staring at Qi Jinghuan with puzzled eyes, and took a sip of the wine with his head raised.

With evil pupils, he smiled sarcastically, held his wine to the sky, and said softly, "Congratulations."

Xie Wanrong lowered her eyes, and when she saw a pair of black cloud boots approaching in front of her from the slit under the Xipa, the corners of her lips raised, and under the guidance of Xi Niang, she grabbed Xisi.

All the actions were guided by Xi Niang, and the wedding sedan went around the capital before heading to the Nine Princes Mansion.

"Your Majesty, the bride is here! The bride is here!" Eunuch Fu said in a high-pitched voice, even the sound of gongs and firecrackers couldn't cover his sharp voice.

Eunuch Fu happily pinched the orchid and pointed to Qi Tingfeng to report.

Qi Tingfeng kept his demeanor steady, and sat upright on the high hall.

Because of the presence of the Holy One, the group of them worshiped the Holy One before continuing with the rest of the tedious etiquette.

"Wan'er, are you nervous?"

Through the hipa, Qi Jinghuan's soft and deep voice reached his ears.

She smiled: "It's okay."

She was really not nervous, but she just wanted to proceed quickly. After a day of tossing, she was even more exhausted than the last time she entered the Valley of the Demon Realm.

The two of them stood in the hall, and Xi Niang's high-pitched voice sounded.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"bye!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"bye!"

"couple……"

"I can't worship!"

A loud and thick voice broke in suddenly, blocking Xi Niang's next words.

This is the wedding of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and the Holy Majesty is sitting in the town in person. During the banquet, all the princes, senior officials and ministers are sitting, and everyone looks along the line of voice.

I thought, who would dare to disturb the royal wedding.

Under the hipa, Xie Wanrong's complexion was not good.

What are you doing?After two kisses, each time was not smooth, she tore off the hipa, revealing a delicate face.

She felt a gust of wind blowing in front of her eyes, and in front of her was a man dressed in blue brocade and holding a bow of ice, standing in front of her.

His gaze fell firmly on Xie Wanrong, and his voice was calm: "You can't marry him."

Who is this person if not Xiahou Yihan?

Xiahou Yihan had once been an envoy to the Jinlin Kingdom, and some ministers had seen Xiahou Yihan.

"This isn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Xuanshui Kingdom...how come he has something to do with the Ninth Princess..."

"Prince Xuanshui Country... I remember that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Xuanshui Country came to Beijing and asked to marry Miss Xie, but the emperor promised Miss Xie to the Ninth Prince..."

"The prince of Xuanshui Kingdom is here to snatch a marriage?"

"This marriage is really weird. First, the third lady of the Bai family competed for a husband, and then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Xuanshui Kingdom robbed the marriage. It's quite lively..."

For a while, there were many discussions at the meeting.

Qi Jinghuan's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Xiahou Yihan, it's none of your business here."

"Is the prince of Xuanshui Kingdom here to give a congratulatory gift to your father?" Qi Tingfeng ignored Xiahou Yihan's words, his voice was neither low nor high, but it was majestic, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of warning, which can be regarded as giving Xiahou Yihan stepped down one step.

But Xiahou Yihan didn't continue, and directly pulled Xie Wanrong's arm, and took it out without any explanation.

Qi Jinghuan took a step faster than Xia Hou Yihan, and pressed his hand, his voice suddenly became fierce: "Get lost."

"Little Wanrong, you can't marry him!" Xiahou Yihan ignored Qi Jinghuan and repeated his voice to Xie Wanrong.

(End of this chapter)