God-level Refiner: Ghost King Pampering and Pampering Concubine

Chapter 66

Liu Xiu didn't speak, but nodded her head lightly twice, which was simple, indicating that what Beiming Wuchen said was true.

The marriage contract between her and Beiming Wuchen has long since ceased to exist!
Then myself...

"I think Ms. Mu knows everything by now. This king can only marry wives and not take concubines. Please make an order!" Beiming Wuchen coughed a few times, and glanced away from Yan Wuyou's face Passed by, and then looked at the emperor again.

Mu Changqing backed away, sprained her ankle, and the veil on her face fell, revealing a face covered with red bumps.

"what……"

"Miss Mu's face!"

"How could this be, what's going on, could it be..."

"Miss Mu is disfigured!" Everyone saw Mu Changqing's blushing face, and finally came to the conclusion that Mu Changqing was disfigured.

Mu Changqing had lost her appearance. Fortunately, the Mu family had broken off the engagement with the Ninth Prince early on, otherwise...

The emperor raised his eyebrows, and looked at Beiming Wuchen very puzzled. He didn't understand what Beiming Wuchen meant.

But looking at Mu Changqing's face, he couldn't bear such a face. Fortunately, fortunately... Fortunately, he did not marry Mu Changqing to the prince.

Guessing that Beiming Wuchen probably knew that the two of them were trash, so maybe they were well-matched, right?
"Okay, the Yan family has a girl with both talents and virtues, and a gentle temperament. She specially bestows marriage to the ghost Wang Beiming Wuchen..."

After thinking about it for a while, the emperor felt that Yan Wuyou had already divorced Beiming Changhua anyway, and the general was away fighting again, so it would be better to be a favor and give Yan Wuyou's marriage, and the general would have a reason to return in the future.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Yan Wuyou didn't expect that things would change like this, so he stood up and blessed the emperor.

"Yan Wuyou, don't say too much, it's all for your own good. This ghost king is a prince. He also said just now that he doesn't know how to take concubines. You will be happy if you follow him." The emperor knew that Yan Wuyou wanted to refuse. , immediately snatched Yan Wuyou's words.

"Sister, why do you do this? Don't you know what your own identity is? Other than the prince, no one else...you can just do it yourself." Yan Linglong just returned to her seat, and she got the position of side concubine. The future troubles actually fell into trouble at this time.

Yan Wuyou glanced at Beiming Wuchen with a slight frown, and secretly sighed in her heart. It seemed that she was going to be a widow in the future, but that was fine. She would be liberated when the sick man died. One day shouldn't be far away.

Without saying anything more, he sat down slowly.

Glancing sideways at Ying Yan Linglong, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

However, Beiming Changhua kept his eyes on Yan Wuyou's face from time to time, watching Yan Wuyou's frowns and smiles, the regret in his heart deepened.

Why didn't he notice that Yan Wuyou was so good before?
Why did I only find out after I lost it that I cared about it?

Yan Wuyou... took a bad look at the sickly Beiming Wuchen, and a murderous intent slowly burst out of his eyes.

Perhaps only after Beiming Wuchen died, Yan Wuyou would return to his side.

After the banquet was over, Beiming Wuchen walked slowly to Yan Wuyou's side, "Let's go back together!" Beiming Wuchen said slowly, with a little gleam in his eyes.

The relationship between the two is different now, Beiming Changhua on the side did not leave either, Yan Wuyou nodded lightly in order not to cause trouble, and then left with Beiming Wuchen.

Seeing this, Beiming Changhua slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

"Thank you, my lord." In the luxurious and quiet carriage, neither Yan Wuyou nor Beiming Wuchen spoke, and Yan Wuyou finally broke the silence after a long time.

"Thank you, I don't know what Wuyou means? Do we still need to talk about this?" Beiming Wuchen raised his hand, and his sleeve flew in the air, and slowly fell down.

Our relationship!
Yan Wuyou only felt that her whole body was going to get goosebumps, they had nothing to do with each other, but they were given a marriage today, and it was a marriage that the emperor could not tolerate her refusing.

"My lord is thinking too much. I think my lord will regret it. It's better for you and me to let the emperor break off the engagement." Yan Wuyou looked into Beiming Wuchen's eyes, and he really couldn't see anything inside.

"Break the engagement! Wuyou is dissatisfied with this king? Does he despise this king as a waste, or despise this king as ugly?" Beiming Wuchen's tone was a little bleak, and it was obvious that he was a little angry.

Yan Wuyou smiled awkwardly. In fact, she really didn't mean to despise Beiming Wuchen's ugliness, but at this time it seemed that the more she explained, the more unclear the explanation became.

"It doesn't mean that, it's just me...I'm a waste and not worthy of the prince."

"Whether you are worthy or not is up to this king. You are a waste, and this king is an ugly monster, and you are already a waste. A waste and an ugly match are a perfect match. Don't you think we are very suitable?" Bei Ming Wuchen's exposed mouth He was actually smiling.

Yan Wuyou didn't want to say anything more, but just smiled awkwardly, trash deserves to be ugly!
Perfect match!

When the carriage arrived outside the General's Mansion, Yan Wuyou almost fled into the General's Mansion.

Chunlan and Qingfeng looked at Yan Wuyou's hurriedly leaving back in bewilderment, Chunlan turned to Beiming Wuchen who was looking forward to Yan Wuyou's entry, blessed Fushen, and then followed quickly.

"Take good care of her, don't let insignificant people bother her." After Chunlan left, Qingfeng wanted to follow, but heard Beiming Wuchen's voice.

Looking at the golden mask with a little surprise, he nodded slightly.

In fact, Qingfeng already knew who the person in front of him was, but he didn't tell the truth.

Qingfeng was surprised not because of the identity of the person in front of him, but why the person in front of him treated Yan Wuyou like this.

Could it be true love!
"Yes." With a flash of Qingfeng's figure, she came directly to Yan Wuyou's courtyard.

After half a month, Yan Wuyou didn't see Beiming Wuchen again, but Beiming Wuchen sent a lot of things, so it can be said that he would send things every day.

And in this short half month, Yan Wuyou's cultivation has improved a lot, and the level of tempering master is already the second level.

It is night, the moon is bright and clear, and the sky is full of stars.

Yan Wuyou had just refined some elixir and a supreme gemstone, thinking about the hard-won supreme gemstone in his hand, with a sweet smile on his lips.

It seems that she hasn't seen Yu Wuchen for more than ten days. I don't know if Yu Wuchen remembers that it will be a month soon.

Regardless of whether Yu Wuchen remembers it or not, she has already prepared this month's Supreme Gem anyway.

Just when Yan Wuyou was secretly happy, a melodious flute sounded suddenly, and Yan Wuyou didn't know where the flute sound came from.

(End of this chapter)