Prime Minister, madam is not to be spoiled!

Chapter 58

"The bride is here, and she finally came out after a long wait..." In front of Qingfu's gate, although Xi Niang had been waiting impatiently for a long time, she didn't dare to show the slightest, she still smiled like a spring breeze on her face, "Hurry up!" , continue to blow and beat, to welcome the bride into the sedan chair..."

In an instant, the salute shot up to the sky, and the loud trumpet and suona seemed to shatter people's eardrums.

An Lijing, like everyone else, immediately cast his gaze on Qingling.

The red Xipa completely isolated her face from him, and she saw her slender body being carried on the back of a man dressed as a servant, walking towards him step by step.

Just now, the heart that was obviously anxious and anxious, at this moment, for some reason, there was no excitement at all.

The warm wind blew past, blowing up the red cover, and a face that was no stranger to him appeared in front of him, and was immediately covered by the red again.

An Lijing secretly sighed that he was overthinking, and then looked at the servant who was carrying Qingling with some taste.

Although it would be unlucky for a woman to get married with her feet on the ground, and she would definitely not marry her with the attitude of Qing Ding Tian towards Ling'er, but casually finding a man in the house to marry behind her back is really unsightly for him. Pleasing to the eye.

Following the movement of his heart, An Lijing jumped off the horse's head, and in just an instant, he hugged Qingling from the man's back.

"Alas... Prime Minister Zuo, this is against the rules... This..." Xi Niang's voice was full of surprise and doubt, and then disappeared under An Lijing's gaze.

When Qingling was held in An Lijing's arms, a faint arc was rippling and enchanting, shining brightly under the red cover.

"The groom greets the bride on the sedan chair, the groom embraces the bride, embraces each other every year, and sleeps together for a hundred years."

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After the completion of Zuoxiang Mansion, it was immediately decorated with red silk.Ji Bao is responsible for the supervision, and dare not slack off throughout the whole process, exclusively for the wedding of His Highness the Third Highness.

A full house of guests had gathered, and the Zuo Xiang Mansion had already been crowded with excitement.The dignified prime minister got married, and there were naturally many officials who took the opportunity to make friends.

At this moment, above the wedding banquet hall, Ji Bao was still dressed colorfully, playing the role of master of ceremonies.Walking around in a circle, a young man's face was full of brilliance.

"Bow to heaven and earth!—"

Ji Bao's slightly excited voice sounded, but An Lijing frowned slightly, and glanced at Qingling standing beside him, surprised that he had lost that throbbing.

For 3000 years, the distance between her and him has been widened.But his attachment to her was completely revived at the stage of reincarnation.

Now that he can finally marry her again, looking at her quietly, not confronting him, and not saying the "disciple" that makes him both angry and happy, he feels a little uncomfortable.

Could it be that he is really a demon?Do you have to see her delicate appearance of getting angry with him to feel at ease?
With a slight sigh, he finally pulled the end of the red silk, bowed his head together with Qing Ling, and worshiped the heaven and the earth.

The spectators gathered excitedly and looked at the couple.

Among them are many young girls with lost expressions, as well as graceful women.Of course, the most joyous one belongs to the man from Jinyun City.The most romantic and handsome man in Jin Mi Country finally got married, is he afraid that the woman he likes won't come easily?

The sense of crisis is lifted, how can it not make people very happy?

At the last moment, when Ji Bao was so excited that he almost let out his rooster voice, he immediately made up for it: "Husband and wife pay homage!——"

The Third Highness finally got what he wanted, oh hey, does this chicken treasure have done a great merit?But from now on, his chicken treasure has another mistress, um... thinking about being bullied around by a mortal, or even a woman, he feels a bit overwhelmed.

But there is no way, who made this the woman that His Highness the Third Highness likes?His chicken treasure can only admit it.

The red wedding robe on An Lijing's body exuded a shimmering luster, and he shook his body slightly, forcibly restoring his natal soul.

He made countless calculations, but he missed the fact that he had just obtained his divine body. Although his mana could be unrestrained in normal times, today was the day when his divine body was weakest, and it became a big taboo for him to do anything.

At this time, he was no different from ordinary mortals at all, and even his increasingly tired and unstable body was revealed little by little with the passage of time.

Damn it!He was so negligent!

Fortunately, there were no accidents in this wedding. Although this woman always liked to sing against him, she didn't run around to make trouble for him at the critical moment, allowing him to deal with it enough.

"The empress dowagers of the two palaces have arrived!——The emperor has arrived!——" A resounding rooster voice dedicated to the court servants stopped An Lijing from continuing to salute.

When the woman under the red cover heard the sudden voice, she couldn't help clenching her hands under her sleeves.

The damn emperor dared to ruin her good deeds!
"Long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, long live, thousand years to the empress dowager." A deafening sound came out in an orderly and orderly manner, vividly highlighting the three people who entered the Zuo Xiang's mansion in the imperial palace from the entrance of the mansion.

The Empress Dowager Lu and the Empress Dowager Chen are both graceful and luxurious, and the bead flowers on the top of their heads happen to be a pair, and they are respectively worn on their hair.At this moment, the two still have a charming smile, and the sisters walk with each other holding hands, Dan Kou is dazzling, and the armor is sharp.And beside them was the Jinhuai Emperor Jin Zisu, who was obviously filial and supported.

"Let's get flat." Jin Zisu gave an order, and everyone stood up.Then, step by step, he approached An Lijing who hadn't saluted him from the beginning to the end.

"Left Prime Minister, I'm here to preside over your wedding in person, are you welcome?"

The glorious sun and the moon were shining brightly, and the red clothes set off An Lijing's long body, and the brilliance was incomparable.Rao had long thought that this person who came uninvited and paid attention to ostentation had been chopped into pieces, but his face was as impassive as a mountain: "I am really ashamed to be the emperor and queen mother of labor."

However, someone deliberately choked at this time: "It's strange, I just saw the fourth lady of the Qingfu and the right lady walking towards the east of the city very intimately on the way here. These two directions are completely opposite, and this If Fourth Miss hadn't stood here properly, I would really have staged a drama of marriage on behalf of her."

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Under the red cover, Zhi Ting's face was tense.

Father God managed to create a face that even Cang Ye Shen Jun An Lijing couldn't tell the authenticity from. She waited for thousands of years, and finally the day to marry him came.

But these people turned the wedding upside down as soon as they came, and even feared that the world would not be chaotic, they brought out the woman who was restrained by her.

She froze her with thousands of years of ice, and threw her directly into the pool in the backyard of Qingfu. Even Feng Tingyuan, who was nosy, was wiped out of her memory and stunned to the side of the road.

For no reason, they could still see the woman.

Ten-thousand-year ice is more powerful than thousand-year ice.Although it is not enough to take human life, it is enough to restrain her. Unless it is a person with strong Taoism, otherwise, it is impossible to rescue her.

In the Qingfu, she had checked it out a long time ago, and there was no trace of other people who had attained the Tao.

There was a cold light in the eyes, and that face that was exactly the same as Qingling was stained with deep thought, which was too thick to melt away.

"Wow—" Just as she was about to use her power to expel these people and continue the wedding, Hong Gai was unexpectedly provoked by An Lijing.

"Master Zuo, this hijab can't be lifted..."

"This has not yet been completed, and it has not yet been sent to the bridal chamber. It is unlucky to lift the red cap..."

The audience was in an uproar, but returned to silence under Jin Zisu's joking words: "Although many people have witnessed the beauty of the fourth lady of Qingfu together with me, there are still some people who vilify themselves with false rumors. It seems that this leftist is doing it for The new lady complained, and opened everyone's eyes."

The red clothes caught her eyes, her slender figure was dazzling, her handsome eyes narrowed slightly, her thin lips were slightly pursed, An Lijing directly leaned over to Zhi Ting who was also dressed in red.

This is a standard action.

She has been looking forward to the kiss for thousands of years.

With her eyes closed, Zhi Ting felt his breath enveloping herself, enjoying the coming scene under the eyes of everyone.

An Li looked at her unscrupulous and even willingly accepted actions, the temperature in her handsome eyes cooled down a little bit.

Although his divine power is extremely weak today, and he can't tell whether the person in front of him is a monster or a demon, but he can be sure that she is definitely not his Ling'er.

She who never said anything away from "Deng Tuzi", who never forgot to mock him, and who didn't want to marry him at all, how could she do such a thing?

With his gaze downcast, An Lijing noticed her left wrist, where there was a fuxiqin made of red strings.

With a slight movement of his hand, he directly tore off the Fuxiqin.

"Xianggong..." Zhiting's weak voice sounded, with a hint of hesitation.And her heart has already set off a thousand layers of waves.

I saw that the qin she used to change with spells was easily turned into powder in An Lijing's palm, and spread little by little on the smooth marble floor through his fingers.

"What about her? Where did you hide her?" The cold and gloomy voice seemed to drive her into the abyss of eternal doom. The next moment, An Lijing directly grabbed her slender neck with his hands .

Fuxiqin is an artifact in the world, and it cannot be destroyed by gods and demons.And this is further confirming his conjecture.

This woman of unknown origin is not his Ling'er at all!
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(End of this chapter)