Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 51

The shadow of Lian Qingcheng was engraved in Xuan Yuheng's heart. When he returned to Beichen, he heard that he had been in love with the flowers for many days, but the women he liked with had one thing in common—a pair of star-like eyes and a cold face. s face.

In the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, on the ninth day of the eighth lunar month, the moon and stars are sparse.

It took two months for the emperor's imperial decree to come down.

In the morning, the eunuch declared in a shrill voice:

Blessed by heaven, the emperor called and said.

Jifu is a thousand years old, and Wencheng Wushou.

Lianfu Qingcheng, virtuous Shuhui.

In fact, it is a match between dragon and phoenix, a special gift for a good match.

The date is the sixth day of October.

Commander, thank you.

At noon, the Lian Mansion sent someone to invite Second Miss Lian back to the mansion.

Everything seemed so smooth, neither tepid nor impatient.

Bai Ping ironed the wedding dress sent by the butler, and urged Lian Qingcheng to quickly change into it to see if it fit.

Ting Yu was also curious, and after waiting for a long time, Lian Qingcheng came out from behind the screen.

I saw her feet on the red lotus, red clothes and plain hands, under the brocade cover, smiling and shy.

A red wedding dress reflected her peach blossom-like face, and her gaze shone brilliantly.With red lips and bright teeth, her gestures reveal a charming charm.Her fair skin was as bright as moonlight, her slender waist was like a tight silk belt, and her ten fingers were like tender onion tips.The phoenix crown on his head and the pearls on his body are shining brightly in the candlelight, like lanterns all over the street at fifteen o'clock.

Ting Yu was dumbfounded while watching Baiping, and screamed again and again.

It's just that Lian Qingcheng doesn't seem so happy.

There was a thorn between them all the time, that was the red mortuary robe inside the coffin on the night of opening the coffin...the red was so dazzling, like blood stained.

"Well, very good." Ji Li walked in at some point, after Lian Qingcheng returned to the mansion, he would sneak into Lian Qingcheng's yard almost every day without anyone noticing.

In Baiping's words, it's this uncle, it's amazing.

Lian Qingcheng withdrew his thoughts, and smiled, "My lord."

"En." Ji Li responded lightly, then sat down on Lian Qingcheng's bed familiarly, and waved to her, "Come here."

Ting Yu and Bai Ping tactfully exited the room, Lian Qingcheng strolled up to Jili, was pulled by his hand, and fell into his arms.

Lian Qingcheng didn't care too much about it, he just took off the phoenix tail crown on his head casually, "Don't you think it's a bit strange, my lord?"

Ji Li circled the tassels hanging from the wedding dress, as if she had come across something interesting, she couldn't put it down, "This king wears a lotus-dyed robe, but it doesn't matter to you, isn't that a happy event? What's strange?"

Lian Qingcheng gently knocked down Jili's hand, "Although all the people in your house were dominated that day, I asked Zhuifeng to record clearly the list of people who entered and left the house that day."

Ji Li saw that his hand was knocked down by Lian Qingcheng, but he didn't care, and found another place after a while. Isn't that gleaming waist, which is not enough to hold, just a good place to add a hand?

"Is there something strange?" With his big hands climbing on the slender waist, Ji Li immediately felt a faint fire ignited in his dantian, he rested his head on Lian Qingcheng's shoulder, his nose was a little hot.

"There is something strange." Lian Qingcheng sensed the strangeness of Lonely, and the scorching breath slid gently across her neck, and Lian Qingcheng's cheeks burned hotly, "But can the prince let me go first?"

When talking about things, you have to look like you are talking about things. With such a weird atmosphere, how can you go on talking?
"Ahem..." Ji Li coughed in embarrassment, the good atmosphere was interrupted by Lian Qingcheng's words, really...

What a pity...

It wasn't until Ji Li let her go and sat on the chair in a regular manner, that Lian Qingcheng continued, "Gu Hanxun, in less than half an hour, he entered your room twice."

"Oh." Ji Li was a little uninterested, "Isn't it normal for him to come into my room?"

"I just heard from Zhuifeng that Gu Hanxun, who returned to Qiansui Mansion again, is not bad in appearance, but there is one more thing."

Ji Li looked up at Lian Qingcheng, "What is it?"

"Scent of peach blossoms."

Seeing Jili lost in thought, Lian Qingcheng made him a cup of tea and didn't bother him.

Until Ji Li himself said, "You mean that a master who can disguise has sneaked into my house? Then... what do you mean?"

Lian Qingcheng laughed, "As far as I'm concerned, this person knew that we would increase our vigilance, but still managed to suppress the Gu poison for you, either before you died, or..." Lian Qingcheng deeply She glanced at Ji Li, "She has other meanings for you."

Although Lian Qingcheng's analysis was clear and logical, Ji Li smiled after listening, "Why, you woman, you are too sensitive."

But Lian Qingcheng believed in her intuition very much, and immediately said, "If the prince doesn't believe it, we can make a bet, it will be on top of your wedding."

Chili burst out from Ji Li's body, "If they can cause trouble on this king's wedding day, then don't be a thousand-year-old prince."

Lian Qingcheng likes to see Ji Li's confident appearance the most, but this time is an exception.

"I want to ask the prince...can you tell me about Miss Peijiu?"

Before Lian Qingcheng finished speaking, there was a muffled bang outside the door, as if something had fallen down.

Ji Li snorted, then said disapprovingly, "Let me all come in."

After saying that, I saw Zhuifeng walked in with his head shaking his head and smiling awkwardly, followed by Tingyu, and finally Baiping.

I only heard Baiping muttering in a low voice, "It's all your fault, little boy."

Chasing the wind has a black line on his face.

Ji Li said slowly, "Xiaofeng, why did this king teach the people in Qianji Pavilion how to listen to the corner of the wall?"

Zhuifeng was sweating, but he had already prepared a way to get out "Master, there was a coup d'état in Beichen recently, the crown prince sought power to usurp the throne, and then killed the other princes. The second prince, Xuan Yuheng, survived because he had been obsessed with flowers. I once thought that the crown prince fell off his horse and died for some reason, and the second prince ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor a few days ago, blatantly xenophobic, and our spies in Beichen were also cleared out, so we have to ask the master to go back to Qianji Pavilion to make a decision."

Hearing Zhuifeng's words, Jili got up and wanted to leave, then turned back to Lian Qingcheng as if he remembered something, "I will make arrangements for what you said, but now I still have one thing to do."

"He... um..."

As soon as the word He came out, Lian Qingcheng's lips like cherry petals were wrapped.

Ji Li tasted it carefully, as if tasting a delicacy.

Inch by inch plundered, traces of encroachment.

Lian Qingcheng's body felt a little weak, and her fingers felt numb.

Parting his lips, Ji Li pursed his lips in an unsatisfactory manner, "Wait for me."

Wait for me to eat you up.

Ignoring the surprised gazes of others, Ji Li hummed an unknown song and disappeared into the night.

It took Lian Qingcheng a long time to come back to his senses, his fingers lightly touched the place where Ji Li had kissed, and he was a little lost.

She hoped, she hoped that she guessed wrong, read wrong, thought wrong.

hope…

(End of this chapter)