Ghost doctor's favorite concubine

Chapter 70: Big Wedding (3)
During the action, Qing Zhiyuan suddenly felt a very strange smell.Different from the scent of He Lianjue's body in the past, although the strange smell was very weak, it couldn't hide from the nose of her ghost doctor.

Frowning, she took a deep breath.No, this smell is so familiar.

At this moment, Qing Zhiyuan suddenly felt He Lianjue's footsteps swaying by her side, as if a little erratic.She couldn't help thinking of his injuries. Could it be that his injuries haven't healed yet?

Her heart, which had already been relaxed, tightened again, and she hurriedly turned her hand to catch He Lianjue's veins.

Unexpectedly, that big hand suddenly wrapped around a flower, firmly grasped Qing Zhiyuan's hand again, and squeezed it vigorously.It seems to be saying, you are still making trouble at this time?

Qing Zhiyuan snorted in her heart angrily, when she was full and had nothing to do, did she want to feel someone's pulse?If it wasn't for worrying about his injuries, she wouldn't bother to worry about it.

However, after feeling it carefully, she found that He Lianjue's gait had returned to normal, as if everything she felt before was an illusion.

Qing Zhiyuan relaxed, thinking, maybe it was really because she was too nervous.Besides, that guy is not an easy loser.

After finally going through a series of etiquettes, just when Qing Zhiyuan thought she was about to pass out, she finally heard the words "sent to the bridal chamber".

The next step was to walk again. Qing Zhiyuan, who already knew how big the Prince Ning's Mansion was, was already mentally prepared, but in the end she still sighed a little, why did the Prince Ning's Mansion make it so big, isn't it a bully?

I don't know if someone heard the wailing in her heart, but suddenly, her whole body was hugged.Feeling the familiar embrace and familiar breath, her little face covered by the red hijab couldn't help but smile brightly.

The little hand quietly poked He Lianjue's heart, and the person moved closer to his ear, "Today's performance is good, I am very satisfied."

He Lianjue untied the cloak on his body, immediately wrapped Qing Zhiyuan up, and then quickened his pace and rushed towards the new house.

The people who followed them couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, especially some people in Prince Ning's mansion. Is this still their ruthless King Ning?He would take the initiative to put a cloak on someone?Also, how did he run so fast?Are you worried that the princess will be frozen?

Everyone stared wide-eyed, thinking in their hearts that King Ning has something wrong with his head?Or is it that King Ning really likes Princess Ning, so he dotes on her so much?

The more they thought about it, the more everyone felt that it should be the latter, otherwise, with King Ning's cold temper, how could he be so interested in a woman?
In an instant, Qing Zhiyuan's position in the hearts of the servants of Prince Ning's Mansion climbed to a very high position.That's the person King Ning likes, can they not curry favor?
He Lianjue's speed was very fast, but in just a short while, he brought Qing Zhiyuan back to the new house.

Putting Qing Zhiyuan on the big bed, he grabbed her hands and wrapped them in his big hands, using his internal energy to warm her hands. "Cold?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little hungry." Qing Zhiyuan told the truth, no matter whether it was in the sedan chair or later in the hall, it was not very cold.On the way back to the new house, she was held in He Lianjue's arms again, and now he warmed her hands with his inner strength. She really wasn't frozen.However, she was really about to faint from hunger.

He Lianjue was startled, "Why are you hungry?"

"There are so many things to do in the morning, how can I have time to eat?" Qing Zhiyuan hummed angrily.

"Come here, prepare some food and bring it in." He Lianjue got up eagerly and ordered in a cold voice.

"Yes, my lord." Immediately someone outside the door agreed.

At this time, the bride rushed in, and after standing still, she kept panting heavily.But she couldn't do nothing, so she supported her waist and said loudly: "My lord, you, you can take off your hijab."

He Lianjue glanced at Xi Niang in displeasure, running so slowly, was it a turtle crawling?Also, don't you even say a single festive word?
The more he looked at it, the more dissatisfied he became.This is his wedding to Qing Zhiyuan, so he naturally doesn't want her to have any regrets.

Seeing He Lianjue's cold stare, Xi Niang's calf cramped.Wiping off the sweat, I almost didn't cry.Oh my god, I don't blame her for running slowly, it's the master, you run too fast.Also, it's really not that she doesn't want to say it, but after being stared at with cold eyes by you, she will be scared away when she is full of words.

With a snort, He Lianjue picked up Xicheng and lifted the red hijab, looking at the delicate and flowery beauty, he was a little lost for a while.

"Yuan'er, you are mine now." After a while, he finally found his voice.

Qing Zhiyuan lowered her face, and poked He Lianjue's heart, "Wrong, you should be mine."

He Lianjue hooked the corner of his mouth, grabbed Qing Zhiyuan's finger, suddenly lowered his head, and bit it lightly, "Only you dare to say that."

Qing Zhiyuan in front of her was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with a slightly blush on her pretty face, her skin that could be broken by blows, and her big eyes were slightly squinted at this time, with a feeling of languid laziness.

Concealing the astonishment in his eyes, He Lianjue raised his big palm subconsciously to rub her hair, only to realize that she was still wearing a tiara.

Grabbing it with his big hand, he threw the headdress on the bed, he opened his hands distressedly and rubbed Qing Zhiyuan's neck, "Are you tired?"

Qing Zhiyuan pouted and nodded, "Isn't it? That thing is so heavy, it's so heavy that I can hardly breathe."

"Thank you Yuan'er." After a while, He Lianjue withdrew his hand, "Yuan'er, I'll go ahead and say hello, I'll be back soon."

"Ah?" Qing Zhiyuan was startled, jumped up immediately, and waved her hands, "No hurry, no hurry, take your time, don't rush." ​​She hurriedly pushed He Lianjue and walked out.

He Lianjue looked back at the little man with an urgent face in surprise, feeling suspicious, what's going on, what kind of medicine is sold in Yuan'er's gourd?Why do you look like you really want to drive him away?
After thinking about it to no avail, He Lianjue could only suppress his suspicious thoughts temporarily, and went to entertain guests in the front yard.

After He Lianjue left, Qing Zhiyuan immediately called the two girls, Shuiyun, and after she ate something, she screened everyone away and looked up at Shuiyun, "Shuiyun, how are things going? "

As soon as Qing Zhiyuan asked, Shuiyun couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, "Miss, everything is going very well, that Zhou Shukai is like a stinky fly, how can he not stare at the blood when he sees it?" The truth? Ten women have all entered the mansion, and I heard that the Zhou mansion is noisy all day long, just like singing a big show."

(End of this chapter)