The Stunning Alchemist: The Ghost King's Alluring Concubine

Chapter 1001 The Ghost Princess

"Li Qingluan, who is this, this speed is really too fast."

Su Jingfeng grabbed Li Qingluan's hand at such a speed that his naked eyes couldn't tell the difference.

"Of course, a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, without this speed, how could he succeed."

Li Qingluan raised his eyebrows, obviously feeling Li Lingyu's excitement.

"Cultivator Nascent Soul?"

Su Jingfeng couldn't help raising his voice, and looked at Li Lingyu from behind, he could vaguely see a backside, a third of his profile, wearing a gray long robe, fairy-like bones, jet-black long hair The hair blows with the wind, but it gives people an unfathomable feeling.

"who is he?"

Su Jingfeng asked quietly.

"..."

Li Qingluan was silent, Li Lingyu turned sideways expectantly, and his gaze fell on Li Qingluan with anticipation.

It was only then that Su Jingfeng saw Li Lingyu's appearance clearly. He looked middle-aged, with a pair of deep eyes revealing vicissitudes of life, and his sharp-edged features were still extremely handsome.

"Don't worry about it, anyway, this time, we're going to grab a kiss."

Li Lingyu's eyes were clearly filled with disappointment, he controlled the speed and direction, and led them towards the Chongming Palace at a very high speed.

Li Qingluan deliberately ignored his lost gaze, changed the subject, and asked, "How many Golden Core cultivators are there in Chongming?"

"Three."

Su Jingfeng stretched out his fingers and said, "One is Emperor Chongming, Golden Core Stage, and two elders, I heard they are all Golden Core Stage."

"Ah."

Li Qingluan nodded, she also had some confidence in her heart, she looked at Su Jingfeng with burning eyes, and asked: "If you snatch the kiss, will you and Mengchen have a relationship? Will you get married in the end?"

"Don't make fun of me, I'm very happy to save Junior Sister Yan from the flames."

Su Jingfeng was startled for a moment, and then answered with official words, but Li Qingluan clearly caught the trace of expectation in his eyes.

It seems that Lang is affectionate and sister is interested.

Even if he didn't meet Yan Mengchen, Yan Mengchen was willing to follow Su Jingfeng a few times because of how good Su Jingfeng was in the past, and even agreed to get married because he was afraid that the other party would hurt Su Jingfeng. Jingfeng must be sentient.

As for Su Jingfeng, who can save people without fear of death, he doesn't even need to ask about the word love.

at sunset.

The Chongming Palace is full of joy.

After Yan Mengchen took a bath, her whole body was scented with fragrance, like a beauty exuding fragrance at any time. She was wearing a bright red wedding gown, reflecting her beautiful and flawless face, delicate makeup, and bright red lips. But without any joy.

Yan Mengchen sat blankly in front of the dressing table, like a puppet, letting them handle it.

Senior Brother Su, you should have left Chongming Kingdom safely.

Yan Mengchen looked at himself in the mirror, with a trace of bitterness in his eyes.

"Princess, the auspicious time has come."

The maid said respectfully.

"Ah."

Yan Mengchen lowered her head, before the scarlet hijab was covered, she heard Yan Sheng walk in.

"Let me see, my pretty sister."

Yan Sheng walked in with a smile on his face, staring at Yan Mengchen, his beauty made him unbelievable.

Yan Mengchen didn't look at her, if he hadn't tricked her back to Xueyu Kingdom, how could she be in this situation now.

That's right, it's a lie.

What did the emperor miss her.

What did you say that the father's time is running out.

It was simply an excuse to want her to go back.

Yan Mengchen turned her head away, pulled the hijab from the hand of the maid, and put it on her head indiscriminately, making it clear that she didn't want to talk to Yan Sheng.

"My sister, she's having trouble with me."

Yan Sheng said with a smile, which can be regarded as an explanation of Yan Mengchen's actions. He stepped forward, supported Yan Mengchen, and whispered in her ear: "Mengchen, if you want Su Jingfeng to live, stop thinking about it. Whether you escaped marriage or died, only if you are alive and you are the crown prince, can you let Su Jingfeng go."

Yan Mengchen's body froze, and she subconsciously clenched her hands under the sleeves. Through the layer of red silk, she couldn't see Yan Sheng's face at all.

She gritted her teeth and whispered: "Yan Sheng, you'd better not play any tricks. If you let me know that Su Jingfeng has something to do, even if it costs me my life, I won't care about the good relations between the two countries."

"of course."

Yan Sheng said with a pun, and said: "When you secure the position of Crown Princess, we brothers and sisters can join hands to live a better life on this continent."

"Let's go, don't delay the auspicious time."

As Yan Sheng said, the maid at the side immediately helped Yan Mengchen out.

Above the Golden Luan Hall, festive red silk was hung everywhere. Wen Renjunyi stood at the entrance of the hall in bright red clothes, with a smile on his face, greeting the ministers next to him from time to time.

Yan Mengchen was led by the maid, and came slowly, surrounded by the congratulations of all the ministers, even the Emperor Chongming on the dragon chair in the main hall was smiling.

The marriage between Chongming and Xueyu officially represented the friendship between the two countries.

There is a minister of ceremonies who is in charge of marriage affairs, and a series of auspicious and good luck words with blessings are like witty words.

"Wait a minute, how can such a big marriage be without me."

Li Qingluan was dressed in white and descended from the sky. His cold face was like that of a nine-day goddess descending to the mortal world. The beautiful facial features and the elegant white clothes formed a kind of temperament that was beyond the dust.

"Qingluan."

Yan Mengchen was mourning her own fate when she suddenly heard a familiar voice, which made Yan Mengchen feel like she was dreaming.

Why is Qingluan here?

Yan Mengchen immediately lifted her hijab, turned around following the voice, and saw Li Qingluan standing not far behind her. Her clear eyes were like a clear spring, giving people a sense of stability.

Yan Mengchen strode forward and threw herself into Li Qingluan's arms. With excitement in her heart, she blurted out choked words: "Qingluan, why are you here?"

"How can I not come to such a grand event?"

Li Qingluan pulled Yan Mengchen and felt relieved when she saw that she was in good health.

"Ghost Princess is here, it seems that our wedding ceremony today is really grand and unprecedented."

Wenren Ji Sheng wanted to meet the ghost king, so he was naturally very polite to Li Qingluan.

"It's really grand, but Mengchen doesn't seem to want to be your Chongming's concubine."

Li Qingluan said straight to the point, her cold voice was like pearls and jade colliding, clear and sweet, but what she said made the previously festive and lively hall immediately quiet down.

"Qingluan."

Yan Mengchen didn't even have time to pull, and signaled Li Qingluan not to speak like this with his eyes.

Li Qingluan met her gaze, and asked word by word: "Mengchen, do you really want to marry the crown prince of Chongming?"

"I……"

Yan Mengchen didn't want to marry in the first place, but under the gaze of her eyes like a pair of clear springs, she was even more irrefutable.

"cough."

Yan Sheng cleared his throat and reminded: "Elder Li, although you are an elder of Qingyun Sect, Mengchen is my younger sister, and my father personally ordered this marriage."

(End of this chapter)