Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 927

"Here we come! The bride's sedan chair is at the door!"

Although the servant who announced the good news said auspicious words, the smile on his face was inexplicably awkward.

Whoever came to the house and started to touch the maids in the house without sitting on a hot chair, would not have much affection for the master.

Today's Chen Laicai really looks like a dog, and he is dressed in a red wedding dress, which complements his dignified appearance, and he is crowned like a monkey.

His triangular eyes swept across the charming maid who was walking towards him indistinctly, thinking that he would wait for my position to be stabilized, the little beauty like you.

"Wait, after tonight, master, sooner or later I will accept you little fairy!"

He glanced at the graceful back of the little maid again, and muttered obscenely in a low voice.

At this time, the front of the mansion is deserted, only a few maids and servants who support the scene in the mansion welcome the newlyweds outside the mansion gate.

Lan Qier, Hongli and others did not attend this ridiculous wedding banquet.

And Hongli has already decreed that the guards at the sticky pole should be ready, and when the time comes, the old thing will be rectified on the spot.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Hong Zhou crossed his legs, looked at the still calm and calm emperor brother, and a little irritatedly picked up the wine cup at hand to soothe his worries.

"If Huang Ama doesn't come, how will it end?"

"I don't know, if Huang Ama is really still in the world, I hope he can come, otherwise he might really lose Erniang's heart in this life!"

"No matter what the reason is, forcing him to make the decision to leave Er Niang and fake death, but if he doesn't even care about Er Niang's lifelong happiness and still clings to his ridiculous self-esteem, Er Niang will really chill him!"

"So, the lesson learned from the blood warns us that we must never put our hearts on one person! The love between Huang Ama and Er Niang has been difficult in this life! Since love is so tormented, why are we still deeply involved in it?"

Hong Yan, the youngest at the side, supported his head, completely unable to understand why the relationship between Huang Ama and Er Niang was so tortuous. Could it be that the meaning of love is to torture people?
"Just like a person who drinks water and knows how warm it is, how can he know the happiness of a fish if his fish is not a fish?"

Hong Zhou taught the youngest sixth brother in an old-fashioned way, but he didn't know that he was also ignorant of the relationship between men and women.

"No! We can't just wait like this, come and prepare the horse, the king will leave the palace immediately!"

"Don't worry, if Huang Ama really doesn't show up, I will immediately send someone to deal with that bastard quietly after paying homage to the hall, but we brothers must hold each other together at that time, otherwise Erniang will definitely die." Annoyed me!"

Even if it caused Er Niang to hold grudges, Hongli did not regret his decision.

His mother must not be defiled by such an unbearable man, even if it would cause her jealousy, he would kill that stinky beggar!
In the quiet wedding hall, Chen Laicai is holding a red hydrangea, and the other end of the hydrangea is tied to his life's glory and wealth.

"Ma'am, watch your step!"

Although he really didn't have the slightest interest in the wife of this half-aged mistress, he still couldn't help but put on airs and ask her how she was.

"Hmm~"

The woman in the red hijab agreed sweetly, and Li Jingui remarried, but none of her relatives and friends were willing to attend today's wedding banquet!

And begging for money, he is a master who feeds himself and the whole family is not hungry.

He wished to get rid of those messy people and things from the past, so naturally he would not take the initiative to contact those cronies from the past, that was the stain of his life.

It was the first time for Xi Niang, who was full of make-up and full of joy, to see a wealthy family marrying a wife so deserted and outrageous.

(End of this chapter)