The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 168
Qin Muge's words were clanging, and every sentence was like a hammer hitting Qin Nuanxin's heart, causing her entire face to be ashamed.

At the same time, the eyes of those civil and military officials were also attracted by Qin Muge.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

There are such beautiful people in this world.

Only such Qin Muge is worthy enough to be their King Weiyang!
Listening to the panting sound in the crowd, Qin Nuanxin finally fell into complete despair.

Although Han Qingfeng was also shocked by Qin Muge's beauty, but the most important thing now is something else...

The corner of his mouth slightly raised, he leaned close to Qin Nuanxin's side, and whispered, "Now, is this reason enough?"

Qin Nuan's heart now is like five thunders.

At this moment, standing in front of Qin Muge, I am like a humble ant in the dust.

Even comparing yourself with her on the same level is an extremely extravagant thing...

Seeing Qin Muge like this, how could Rongjing take another look at himself?
Thinking of this, Qin Nuan's internal organs were burned, and she almost passed out like this.

"Miss Qin, your internal injury is very serious. If you don't treat it in time, I'm afraid even if Hua Tuo is alive, he will never be able to recover!"

Qin Nuan was taken aback, and looked up at Han Qingfeng in astonishment.

There was unwillingness in those red eyes, but more hatred and jealousy.

After a moment of hesitation, Qin Nuanxin let go.

She said weakly, "Then there will be Prince Lao Han..."

Hearing what Qin Nuanxin said, the corner of Han Qingfeng's mouth curled up, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

The rough fingertips lightly brushed Qin Nuanxin's clean and flawless chin, and there was an ambiguous smile on his face, "Sure enough, he knows the times."

Hearing Han Qingfeng's frivolous words and feeling his rude actions, Qin Nuan felt that the whole sky was about to collapse.

That burst of heart-piercing pain hit...

Her eyes went dark, she couldn't hold on any longer, and passed out.

Qin Nuanxin's fainting finally attracted everyone's attention from Qin Muge's beautiful face.

Emperor Ling didn't seem to expect things to develop to this point.

Now, Qin Nuanxin exposed Qin Muge's bullying of the king, but she didn't expect that Qin Muge beat her up.

Just when he was worried and didn't know how to deal with Qin Nuanxin, he saw the North Korean Prince Han Qingfeng hugging Qin Nuanxin.

Emperor Ling's complexion changed.

"Your Majesty, Miss Qin is seriously injured now. If she doesn't seek treatment, she may be powerless."

Han Qingfeng said softly, "Today is the wedding day of King Weiyang. I believe that neither the Emperor nor the Queen of the Mausoleum would want to kill anyone?"

That's right, Han Qingfeng was gambling.

Bet on the pampering of the Emperor and Empress of the Mausoleum on Rong Jing.

Because Rongjing's wedding was amnesty to the world, it was absolutely impossible for a Qin Nuanxin to ruin the wedding.

After hearing this, Emperor Ling subconsciously glanced at the Queen of the Mausoleum beside him.

The mausoleum now has a serious expression on his face, and his hands are tightly clenched under his wide sleeves.

After a moment of hesitation, she got up and knelt down at Emperor Ling's feet.

"Your Majesty, it is really inappropriate for Weiyang to get married today."

Hearing what the queen said, Emperor Ling's face softened.

He also knew Rongjing's thoughts on Qin Muge in his heart.

Moreover, Qin Muge's performance today really won his heart.

What's more, those who don't know are innocent.

Just like what Qin Muge said...

If it's bullying, Qin Nuanxin, who knew about this matter before Qin Muge, not only didn't solve it in private, but instead brought the trouble to the wedding hall, she was the culprit!

Emperor Ling cleared his throat, and cast a comforting look at Qin Muge and Rong Jing.

"Since Prince Han said so, I will spare Qin Nuanxin's life. Please ask Prince Han to take her down for treatment!"

Han Qingfeng nodded in gratitude.

But when he walked to Rongjing and Qin Muge's side with Qin Nuanxin in his arms, his steps froze.

Thin lips moved slightly, and spit out a few words, "Landscapes meet each other, sooner or later you will fall into my hands."

However, his confident threat not only did not change Rongjing's face, but instead gave him a disdainful sneer.

"The hall will wait and see."

"Humph!"

Han Qingfeng tightened his grip on Qin Nuanxin.

Rongjing, you have to seduce now!

Before long, you will pay the price for humiliating the Crown Prince today!

Han Qingfeng left with Qin Nuanxin in his arms, finally bringing this farce to an end.

And the newly appointed official of the Ministry of Rites was already frightened by the successive changes.

Even he himself didn't know that inside his crimson official uniform...

The underwear is already completely soaked.

Forsythia is not much better.

This series of shocking changes, as well as the sudden appearance of her own young lady, made her whole heart flutter like a bamboo basket fetching water.

"Hey, little girl, have you held enough?"

Su Mu's sudden cold reprimand brought Lian Qiao back to her senses.

When she looked down, her pretty face flushed red.

It turned out that she was too nervous just now, and she unconsciously grabbed Su Mu's hand.

Seeing Su Mu's disgusted face at this moment, she threw her hand away in a hurry.

He also wiped his body with disdain and unwillingness to admit defeat.

Su Mu rolled his eyes helplessly, looked at his red hand that was being held, and shook his head boredly.

Following his master, Su Mu has long been used to this feeling of heaven one second and hell the next.

Although the feeling given by the master is very exciting every time, but there is always only one result.

That is, everything will be under his control in an orderly manner.

as it is now...

When everyone was shocked by Qin Muge's earth-shaking changes and didn't know what to do...

Rong Jing helped Qin Muge's crooked hairpin with a calm face.

Then, he took her hand calmly and walked in front of Emperor Ling and Empress Ling.

Up to now, even Emperor Ling and Empress Ling couldn't figure out what his son was thinking.

This marriage has been going on for so long, can it still, can it continue?
After a long silence, Rong Jing finally raised his lazy eyes and glanced at the official of the Ministry of Rites beside him.

That glance is like the ice on the thousand-year-old snow mountain, almost freezing the blood of a person.

The newly appointed official's legs softened from the stare, and he immediately fell to his knees on the ground.

Rong Jing's tall nose let out a cold snort, "Is this lord not married yet?"

The official trembled all over and raised his head in horror, as if he didn't understand why Rong Jing would ask such a question.

But he was afraid, so he immediately replied tremblingly, "Returning to the prince, I have not married yet in a humble position."

The corners of Rong Jing's flirtatious eyes lifted slightly, and he spoke suddenly.

"It turns out that my lord hasn't gotten married yet. No wonder you are so impatient that your feet are weak. Could it be that you want to kneel down for this hall to complete this last step when you see that the ceremony has not yet been completed?"

Rong Jing's words seemed to be teasing, but the official heard it like a curse.

The prince was clearly dissatisfied with himself.

Your Highness wants to complete the ceremony quickly!
Finally figured out the mind of this fickle prince, the official quickly kowtowed twice, and said again and again, "I don't dare to be humble, I don't dare to be humble."

After saying this, the official quickly got up.

With a look, the musical instruments in Xitang rang again.

Rong Jing's words just now were somewhat teasing;

Added to this melodious music;

It seems that the original dignified atmosphere in the wedding hall has been eased a little.

Some savvy officials also began to chime in.

"That's right, Lord Liu, hurry up and let the prince and concubine complete the ceremony!"

Then Mr. Liu couldn't wish more.

He hastily cleared his throat, raised his voice, and sang in a spirited voice.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Bye husband and wife!"

Rong Jing's thin lips pulled slightly, and the hands under the wide sleeves tightened Qin Muge's small hands.

Qin Muge looked up at him.

What catches the eye is a pair of eyes that are so soft that water flows out.

There is sweetness and gentleness in the purity, and a hint of depth in the coquettishness.

It is as gorgeous as a precious gem, as deep as a pool, and as a whirlpool rolled up in a torrent.

As soon as he looked in, he seemed to swallow her up.

The four eyes were intertwined at the first touch, and they were not separated for a long time.

Seeing the two flirtatiously, they even forgot to worship, Master Liu was so anxious that he almost vomited blood.

He cleared his throat awkwardly, and lowered his voice to remind.

"My lord, my concubine, husband and wife pay their respects!"

"Licheng!"

When he yelled these two words, Mr. Liu seemed to have collapsed.

With this experience, no matter how big the scene is in the future, he can handle it alone.

After drinking for three rounds, the night gradually opened.

Rongjing's alcohol tolerance is not bad, but in order to let Qin Muge have a wonderful night, he still took a hangover pill in advance.

Most of the wine he drank was forced out of his body by him.

Lian Qiao turned her head and saw Wu Shuang's son-in-law's eyes were clear, so she knew he didn't drink too much.

With a red face, she pushed open the door lightly.

After watching Rongjing enter the door, he carefully closed the door.

Rong Jing walked lightly.

Because as soon as he entered the door, he found that his little man was already tired and fell asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

She leaned her head sideways on the head of the bed, and the bead curtain on her face could no longer hide her perfect face.

It seemed that after waiting for too long, the beauty moved her hand in dissatisfaction, and a small brocade book slipped out of her cuff.

Rong Jing gently picked it up.

(End of this chapter)