Ugly girls are hard to find: Poison pet agent crazy concubine

Chapter 93 A Different Wedding
"Are you awake?" A deep and gentle voice came, and Qian Zimo subconsciously turned his head to look at the door.

"My maidservant sees the emperor, sees the regent." The little girl hurriedly knelt down to salute the man when she saw him.

"Uncle Emperor, is this the number one beauty, Mo Xiaoyi?" Beside Zuoqiu Wenfeng, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old wearing a bright yellow dragon robe pointed to Qian Zimo curiously.

"Exactly."

"It's so beautiful, even when you're sick. Uncle Huang, you have a good eye." The boy admired.

He is the ruler of Shayue Kingdom, Zuoqiu Yichen, the nephew of Zuoqiu Wenfeng, and the younger brother of Zuoqiu Yiran.

"How do you feel?" Zuoqiu Wenfeng came to Qian Zimo, looked down at her, and asked softly.

For some reason, when Qian Zimo looked up at Zuoqiu Wenfeng, her heart sank inexplicably.Why when Zuoqiu Wenfeng looked at her like this, she had the feeling that she was being watched by Liu Minghao. Moreover, she didn't know if it was because of the light or something else, but she always felt that his back was very dark.Just like she had a dream, when Liu Minghao pointed a pistol at her in the dream, his whole body was clearly bright, but she saw his dark side.

"What's the purpose of tying me here?" Qian Zimo returned to his usual indifferent expression, Zuoqiu couldn't help sighing softly upon hearing the wind.Qian Zimo suddenly realized that she asked a very stupid question!What else can you do if you tie her up!It's not revenge on her, or it's used as a bargaining chip for threats!

"This king looks so like the kind of person who can only use you?" Zuoqiu smiled wryly upon hearing the wind.

"Otherwise, what else can I do?" Qian Zimo didn't believe it, he would want to take it for himself because he likes him!

"Don't do anything! Just be the regent princess of this king." Zuoqiu Wenfeng said seriously.

"I refuse!" Qian Zimo said coldly, Zuoqiu Wenfeng smiled slightly.

"It's so easy to refuse!"

"Please go out if you have nothing to do!" Dare to stun her!snort!Zuoqiu heard the wind!Sooner or later, this girl will definitely let you taste the feeling of being pierced!

"What if I don't want to go out!" Zuoqiu Wenfeng's mouth curled into a charming smile.Qian Zimo was stunned for a moment.However, what she thought at that moment was, if Gongsun Jiuye hadn't been disfigured, wouldn't he be smiling so charmingly?
"Don't want to go out? That girl will have to offend her!" Qian Zimo rubbed his fingers, eh?What's going on?She glanced at her hand lightly, but was held tightly by Zuoqiu Wenfeng's big hand, and a magnified handsome face appeared in front of her.

"Don't waste your energy, this king has already cut your nails."

Qian Zimo still looked at him indifferently, Zuoqiu Wenfeng continued.

"If you dare to have other thoughts, I don't mind draining your blood!"

Qian Zimo finally lost his composure!But whenever life is in danger, she is cold!

"Zuoqiu Wenfeng, do you think you can release this girl's blood if you want?" Qian Zimo's voice was cold, and his eyes were also as cold as ice.

"Really? We'll wait and see!" Zuoqiu Wenfeng smiled softly.He wanted many things, but what Qianzi Moruo had was exactly what he lacked the most.For example, her blood, her poison making skills, and...

Qian Zimo's heart became more and more worried. In this world, except for her brother, probably no one would come to rescue her. Her mother was kind on the outside, but treacherous on the inside. Will come to save her, and her father, let alone, has no feelings!As for her former titular husband, there was no need to think about it.ah!She is going crazy!If she was in a normal body, how could she have fallen to this point?

Although she was looking forward to Nanfengyu's rescue from the bottom of her heart, she didn't expect him to come. Since Zuoqiu Wenfeng tied herself up, she must have set up a net to wait for him. She was afraid that something would happen to Nanfengyu.However, she only raised her heart here, and something happened there. Nan Fengyu went to the Prince Regent's Mansion early in the morning, and broke into the palace gate without seeing anyone from Zuoqiu Wenfeng.

As expected, Nan Fengyu was invited into the palace.Although he was invited in, the story of Young Master Feng Yu's intrusion into the imperial palace spread throughout the imperial city.

"I don't know why Mr. Fengyu broke into the palace in broad daylight." In the imperial study, Zuoqiu asked while sitting calmly.

"Stop pretending! Hand over my sister!" Nan Fengyu's eyes turned red anxiously.His speech was no longer as gentle and free as usual.

"Oh? Lingmei is missing? I wonder if Lingmei is..." Zuoqiu Wenfeng asked suspiciously.He had never heard of Nan Fengyu having a younger sister!

"It's Mo Xiaoyi, the number one beauty, and also Qian Zimo!"

"Oh? Qian Zimo is Gongsun Ye's concubine, when did she become your sister?" He remembered that Qian Zimo seemed to have only one cousin, Qian Zicheng.

"My son once married Jinlan with her, so she is naturally my younger sister." Nan Fengyu really wanted to beat Zuoqiu Wenfeng to death!Will you die if you don't get to the bottom of it?He had to tell a lie!

"I see." Zuoqiu nodded knowingly.Nan Fengyu walked directly in front of him and looked at him.

"Mr. Fengyu, don't worry. Since you are Xiaoyi's brother-in-law, please go back and wait for the invitation." Zuoqiu Wenfeng's eyes flashed a hint of sinisterness.Nan Fengyu narrowed her eyes and looked at the still calm Zuoqiu Wenfeng.

"What invitation?"

"On the fifteenth day of this month, the king is marrying the princess, what invitation do you mean?"

Nan Fengyu's heart skipped a beat.

"It's impossible for her to agree to you!" He retorted without thinking.

"You're wrong, she agreed." Zuoqiu glanced at him proudly.

"I want to see her!"

"In two days, won't you be able to see him?" Zuoqiu Wenfeng said, and made a gesture of seeing off the guests.Nan Fengyu rolled her eyes and thought about it.After a long time, he shook his sleeves and strode away.

Sure enough, the next day, the news that the regent of Shayue Kingdom was going to marry the most beautiful woman Mo Xiaoyi as the regent princess spread like the wind.At the same time, there were more "guests" in the Prince Regent's Mansion, one group died and another group came, and the few who remained chose to commit suicide.

However, Young Master Fengyu, who went to break into the palace two days ago, was very quiet on the surface.But who knows how much he hates himself at the moment!He has lived for more than 1000 years, and it is false to say that he has no power of his own.However, more than 200 years ago, he disbanded all the forces in his hands. Now, it is difficult for him to find out any news.Although he can defeat a hundred with one, but if he meets an opponent of comparable strength, he will not be able to bear it.

It's just that, for the past two days, where did that damn cripple go?Nan Fengyu felt that this cripple was unreliable!Therefore, his sister should be a bachelor for the rest of her life!Brother-in-law or something, don't mind!
Almost everyone in the capital city of Shayue Kingdom knew that their regent was going to marry the princess, and the news had even spread in all directions.But although the person involved said that he didn't have to handle all the matters in person, Zuoqiu Wenfeng was indeed a little too ordinary.

First of all, this Mo Xiaoyi is Gongsun Ye's princess. Although she set a precedent for divorce in history, Gongsun Ye's side is eerily quiet.Secondly, this Mo Xiaoyi didn't really want to marry him, he felt very upset.Thirdly, he used coercive means to give her an needle to control her actions. Although he never felt that he was vicious, but at this moment he was facing a woman who was beneficial to him but not harmful. He felt that The current self is really a bit sloppy.

On October [-]th, the inside and outside of the imperial city was full of joy. The Prince Regent's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the crowds were crowded. Because the bride was married from the palace, the wedding ceremony was held in the palace, and at the same time, according to the customs here, the ancestors were also worshipped.Therefore, the palace is also full of excitement.

Qian Zimo sat in front of the dressing table and was manipulated by a few old mothers. Looking at herself reflected in the yellowed bronze mirror, she was a little dazed, thinking about her previous life when she was going to get married, but her best friend pried the corner of the wall away.And when she wore a wedding dress for the first time in this life, she was attracted by Mo Li's appearance and wealth. Although the groom left him and ran away before the worship hall, she had to admit that she was really attracted by Mo Li's prosperous beauty. Fascinated.Marrying for the second time is actually absurd.She actually used such a stupid method at that time, but Patriarch Xie who was fooled by her stupid method was even more stupid!The third real marriage was when she married Gongsun Jiuye. At that time, she never thought that her later self would care about him so much.As for this marriage, I don't know what kind of situation it will be like.She really has no hope for her own marriage, but it seems that every time she gets married, she is forced, and there is never a time of her own will.

"Look, Wangfei, this hairstyle should match that walking swing." An old woman held several jade walking swings in one hand and several gold walking swings in the other, and put them on the dressing table in front of her, waiting for her to choose.

Qian Zimo just glanced at him coldly, and didn't intend to answer. The old lady didn't feel embarrassed either. After muttering a few words to the people behind her, she picked out a pair of golden walkers carved into phoenixes, and handed them to her carefully. Insert it into the tied bun, and then paint her eyebrows, red lips, and rouge. The makeup is very natural. Qian Zimo looked at herself in the mirror, and she was dumbfounded.She usually looks beautiful without makeup, but now that she puts on makeup, her face is so beautiful that there are no words to describe it.

Just when Qian Zimo was bewildered by his beauty, his neck suddenly felt heavy, and in an instant, there was only a bright red scene in front of him.

Although the marriage customs of Shayue Kingdom are not much different from those of Zhuzi Kingdom, there is one thing that is a little different, that is, in Zhuzi Kingdom, the newlyweds go straight to their husband's house along the main road.But in Chayue Kingdom, the sedan chair carrying the newlyweds had to circle the imperial city.

Qian Zimo sat in the rickety sedan chair speechlessly, enduring the weight of the golden phoenix crown that was said to be hollowed out. It was caused by the acupuncture points on her body, but in this way, not only was she frozen and unable to move, but her keen senses were also blocked.What's more, when Zuoqiu Wenfeng ordered someone to give her an injection, he didn't think about her life safety at all.Thinking of this, Qian Zimo glanced down at his left middle finger wrapped in red gauze. There was a bloodstain cut by Zuoqiu Wenfeng himself. It was almost dripping a bowl full of blood. It feels like my soul is about to be shelled out.

Suddenly, she felt the sedan chair pause for a moment.She wanted to ask something, but the sedan chair was already moving steadily.Because there are needles stuck in the acupuncture points of the body.She couldn't fall asleep, so she could only close her eyes and rest.

A bright red sedan chair was carried to the gate of the palace, and a petite bride walked down with the support of Xi Po, walking slowly on the red carpet, following the palace rules step by step.

In a vast land, colorful chrysanthemums are competing to open, red and yellow.Green and white, although the colors are various, they are not vulgar. On the contrary, they look very fresh and refined because of the depression season in the distance.

In the vast sea of ​​flowers, a handsome man in a red wedding dress and a handsome man in a purple dress are watching the big red sedan chair approaching slowly.

When the sedan chair stopped in front of a bright red carpet, he could no longer bear the excitement in his heart and came to the sedan door, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, he kicked twice in front of the sedan chair , Then, a Xi Po helped the bride down, and the excitement in his heart calmed down a little. Pulling one end of the red silk, he slowly walked forward beside the man.

Today's wind was a bit strong, blowing a corner of her hijab, Qian Zimo glanced sideways, but did not see the cloud of guests that should have been in his impression, but a field of chrysanthemums that were competing to bloom.

Could it be that Zuoqiu heard about the wind and wanted to have a different wedding?No wonder she always felt a little weirdly quiet all the way.

The young man in purple looked tenderly at the newlyweds in the red wedding robe, and smiled, but no one could see.The sadness and bitterness in his eyes, as well as the indescribable desolation and loneliness.Taking another look at the handsome man who was also wearing a scarlet robe and a red jade crown, his heart sank even further.Perhaps, this is fate.

The corner of the groom's mouth curled into a wicked smile, and he looked at the man in purple. He was actually very upset!Because, the man in front of him made him deeply jealous!Dressed in red, he looked so detached, free and unrestrained, and changing into a purple suit also changed his temperament.At this time, he looked like a noble prince, full of extravagance, with a natural atmosphere, and a pair of clear eyes seemed to see through everything in the world.

Nan Fengyu sighed helplessly.After waving to one of the bearers who had previously carried the sedan chair, the man stepped forward and saluted slightly, since it was arranged in advance, he naturally knew everything.So, when the newcomer walked in front of them, he and Nan Fengyu stood aside alone.

"Worship heaven and earth."

The groom's officer looked affectionately at the newlywed beside him, and saw Xi Po supporting her to kneel down, so he regained his composure and knelt down with her.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

"Licheng."

Finally the worship was over, but the newlyweds were still standing in the same place in a daze, feeling as if they had been separated from each other for a while, and both of them felt a bit of bitterness in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)