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

Chapter 99 The Emperor's Marriage 1
Rong Yao pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to say, "How are you... how are you?"

"..." Qin Muge almost laughed out loud.

Even if the former Qin Muge was presented to him, he might not take a straight look.

But now?

If I ignore him, he will feel uncomfortable, does he have to appear in front of me?

"Master Shizi must have come to look for my eldest sister, right?" Qin Muge said lightly, "I heard that Master Shizi was still standing at the door of Nuanxin Pavilion yesterday. Is the elder sister still angry? I think Master Shizi should continue Go and stand at the door of Nuanxin Pavilion, if the eldest sister sees you talking to me, I'm afraid she will be even more unhappy!"

After saying this, Qin Muge turned around, bypassed Rong Yao, and walked towards the door.

"Mu Ge, I... have something to say. I'll leave after I say this!"

Seeing that Qin Muge was about to leave with a cold face, Rong Yao walked around to her eagerly.

Qin Muge glanced at Rong Yao with some impatience, raised his wrist lightly, and pointed to the impatient carriage outside, "The lord is waiting for me outside, if you have something to say, please speak quickly."

Following the direction of Qin Muge's finger, Rong Yao could see the graceful and luxurious carriage outside.

"Actually, Nuan Xin and I are not what you imagined. In fact, in my heart..."

Just when Rong Yao was stammering, a bright red figure descended from the sky and landed gently beside Qin Muge.

Those flirtatious peach blossom eyes looked at Rong Yao playfully, "Actually, what's going on in your heart?"

Qin Muge was taken aback for a moment, and when he turned around, he found that Rong Jing, a big monster, had stood by his side at some point.

It's still the most coquettish and beautiful face, and it's still the aura of enthusiasm.

Every time, it seems that as long as I have a need, when there is trouble, the first thing to appear by my side is this ostentatious bright red.

Feeling inexplicably aggrieved and unhappy, Qin Muge lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip lightly.

At this time, Rong Jing stared innocently at her peach blossom eyes, and looked like a curious baby on his face, "I am also very curious about what the son of the world said just now!"

Rong Yao's handsome face was flushed at the moment.

Originally, he was full of words, but under the gaze of Rong Jing's playful eyes, he couldn't say a word.

He looked at Rongjing with a livid face, and the iron fists under his wide sleeves were tightly clenched into balls.

After a long while, he squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

"I have nothing to say!"

After saying these words, Rong Yao turned around in a fit of anger and rushed towards the outside of the Prime Minister's mansion.

Rong Jing lazily watched Rong Yao leave, a dark color flashed in his coquettish eyes, but it was indeed fleeting.

"Little Mumu, do you think he is bored? After holding it in for a long time, he still didn't say a word at the end."

There was a coquettish smile on Rong Jing's face, but the corners of his eyes could see all the surprises on Qin Muge's face.

Qin Muge glanced at Rongjing indifferently, with no ups and downs in his expression.

She quietly walked around the big monster and walked towards the door.

The lazy expression on Rong Jing's face froze slightly, but after a while, that enchanting smile appeared again.

He lightly raised the hem of his clothes and followed.

But just after going out, Qin Muge was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It was no secret in Nanling that Rong Jing made a grand appearance.

But, this time, the scene is a little too exaggerated, right?
A tall carriage carved from pear blossom wood seals was in front of the team, and the sixteen corners were inlaid with the most precious glass gemstones.

In front of the carriage, there are a total of twenty good-looking maids of honor lined up in two rows.

Behind the carriage, there were almost forty or fifty soldiers, who were riding horses and waiting in line.

For ordinary princes and grandchildren, receiving marriage is just such a pomp, right?

Where is this big monster taking him?
Qin Muge stared dumbfounded at the big monster in red robe beside him, "What are you going to do?"

Rong Jing's beautiful eyes curved into a smile, "As Princess Zhunweiyang, shouldn't she be like this no matter where she goes?"

"..." Qin Muge looked at the crowd with black lines all over his head, feeling even more suspicious.

However, she had already agreed to this big monster yesterday.

Moreover, now that everyone is watching, she is already on the verge of riding a tiger.

If I say "no" at this time, I'm afraid Rongjing will tear himself up on the spot.

Thinking of this, Qin Muge could only bite the bullet, and walked towards the carriage with extremely difficult steps under the mixed eyes of envy, jealousy and longing.

But just when Qin Muge walked up to the carriage and was about to climb up by himself, a big white and delicate hand slowly stretched out in front of him.

Qin Muge was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Rong Jing looking at him with a smile, his eyes were so gentle that they almost dripped water.

Just like those gentle blue eyes, looking at himself.

There was even a moment when she thought that the person standing in front of her was not Rongjing, but Suyu.

hateful!

Why did I think of that bastard who broke his promise again?
Qin Muge frowned, but put his hand on Rongjing's.

Rongjing's hands were slightly warm, supporting her delicate body.

Even when she was getting into the carriage, he carefully supported her back.

The carriage was already a bit high, but with Rong Jing's help, Qin Muge got on it very easily.

When Qin Muge sat down, a familiar ambergris also invaded.

After Rong Jing sat firmly beside her, the carriage started to move slowly.

"My lord, can you tell me now, where are we going?"

Qin Muge couldn't hold back anymore.

She looked at Rongjing eagerly, as if waiting for his answer.

Unexpectedly, Rong Jing just brought out a tray from the carriage, which was covered with fine brocade.

"Put this on!"

Qin Muge frowned, and took the tray suspiciously.

After the crimson brocade was lifted, a set of gorgeous palace uniforms and skirts was impressively visible.

Seeing the gorgeous and luxurious palace clothes, Qin Muge vaguely smelled a conspiracy.

Reflexively, she pushed the clothes in front of Rongjing, "What are you doing changing this, I won't change it."

Rong Jing nodded, looking at Qin Muge beside him, his beautiful eyes curved.

"You want to come into the palace with me to meet the saint, how can you dress so ugly?"

"Face Saint?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Muge only felt a "buzz" in his head.

"I'm not going to the palace, I'm going down!"

Almost reflexively, Qin Muge crawled towards the short door.

It's just that before her movements were carried out, Rong Jing behind her grabbed her with a big hand and grabbed her back alive.

But this time, he not only kidnapped her forcibly, but also placed her whole on his lap.

"What, little Mumu, do you want to go back on your word?"

"I..." Qin Muge nestled in Rongjing's arms, looked up at the innocent and harmless smile on his face, and felt his scalp numb slightly.

"Tell me, yes or no?"

Rong Jing's face still had the coquettish smile that hadn't changed for a hundred years, but the corners of his eyes and lips were already tinged with a chill.

This strong sense of oppression forced Qin Muge to be defeated.

She shrank her neck and said without ambition, "No."

"very good!"

Hearing Qin Muge's denial, Rong Jing nodded in satisfaction.

The slender and fair fingertips gently raised the gorgeous and eye-catching palace clothes, and Rong Jing looked at Qin Muge.

"Then do you change the clothes yourself, or does the hall personally come to help you change?"

Upon hearing Rong Jing's words, Qin Muge snatched the palace uniform almost reflexively, and held it in his arms cautiously.

With a pair of clear eyes full of defense, staring and smiling with a harmless face, "I'm not a child, of course I came by myself."

Rong Jing looked at the cautiousness in Qin Muge's eyes, and a smile appeared in his beautiful peach eyes.

He raised his right hand calmly, "You still have half an hour, change it."

Qin Muge stared at his own face with a pair of eyes, and his forehead was covered with black lines.

Is this big monster playing stupid?

He asked himself to change clothes, but he still looked at him without blinking, how would she change?
After holding back for a long time, Qin Muge said in a low voice, "Turn your head away."

Rong Jing raised his eyebrows and turned around in a gentle manner.

However, although he cooperated in his actions, his words were still relentless, "Xiao Mumu, with your small body, this hall is not enough to peek at it, so you can rest assured."

"..."

Qin Muge glanced at Rong Jing's back with disgust on his face, but the movements of his hands were extremely swift.

Because, she couldn't be sure if that big monster was in a sudden mood, and he turned his head suddenly just to tease herself.

But this time, Rong Jing unexpectedly cooperated.

Not only did he not look like he wanted to turn his head to peek, but he patiently waited until Qin Muge put on the palace clothes, and said "Okay", before he turned around.

It wasn't until after putting on the palace uniform that Qin Muge realized that this style had the same color as the one on Rongjing.

After the clothes are ironed, they are soft and soft, with elegant lines.

The most amazing thing is that this dress seems to be tailor-made for him.

Whether it is from the shoulders to the waist, and finally extending to the hip line, it is a perfect arc.

Not only did Qin Muge show the advantages of his figure properly, but even his temperament changed greatly.

Qin Muge was usually fresh and elegant like a narcissus, but today she is graceful and luxurious, like a peony in full bloom.

During these days, Qin Muge's body became more and more plump after conditioning.

This has a bit of the plump appearance of a young girl, and Rong Jing who just turned his head can't help but stare slightly.

Whether it is simple elegance or luxury, Qin Muge's temperament and aura will never disappoint him.

Although he sighed in his heart, Rong Jing's face was still somewhat picky.

When he met Qin Muge's troubled expression, he said dryly, "I can barely see people."

In a word, Qin Muge almost tore the palace clothes into pieces on the spot.

Looking at Rongjing's peach blossom eyes full of smiles, Qin Muge simply turned his head away and ignored him.

About half an hour later, the carriage stopped as expected.

Qin Muge gently raised the low curtain of the carriage, and he could see about a dozen guards and a father-in-law standing at the door, as if they were welcoming someone's car.

When Su Mu knocked on the door lightly, Rong Jing bowed and got out of the carriage.

That unparalleled beauty came out of the narrow carriage, and immediately sprinkled a dazzling brilliance on the magnificent Xuanwu Gate.

(End of this chapter)