Love in Xuancheng

"Well, keep going!" Shen Xingyue's answer satisfied Feng moye and ordered the carriage to continue.

"The princess obviously cares about the king. Why do you always have different opinions?" Feng moye said nothing.

Shen Xingyue didn't speak. He sat upright and looked at the front and didn't move.

Say more and make more mistakes. If you don't say it, it's OK! With his bad temper, he must make countless enemies. I don't want to accidentally point to a person who doesn't share heaven with him or accidentally say something wrong and touch his scales! I don't know how to die.

It's important to keep your life first. Heroes don't suffer immediate losses! When I am strong, I will settle again, hum!

When the wind sees that the people on the side ignore themselves, the bottom of my heart becomes empty gradually.

Get angry? Why didn't you control your temper?

Fortunately, I didn't lose my mind and hurt her! But what if she gets angry? It's all this Luming! Looks like he shouldn't be alive anymore!

Lu Ming is the doctor Lu Tai. If he knew that he had become the cannon fodder of the couple for no reason, he would be angry and wipe his neck in advance. The princess dragged him out to be the Spearman. The prince will destroy the gun indiscriminately. Don't you two want to ask about the feeling of the gun?

Two people in the same chair and car have different thoughts. They think about their own things. They have no words all the way. The atmosphere is very depressed and embarrassing.

Meanwhile, Feng moye peeked repeatedly, but the more he looked, the more flustered he became.

The people crowded on both sides of the street and craned their necks so that they could see the legendary royal highness of the king of Jin from a distance. Blessings and cheers came and went one after another. There are two different worlds inside and outside the car.

About two hours later, the sedan car stopped steadily in front of an ancient and solemn bluestone archway. The master of ceremonies of the Ministry of rites shouted, "stop the sedan car and make filial piety.".

Feng moye got up and bent down to pick up Shen Xingyue. Unexpectedly, Shen Xingyue grabbed the skirt and got up quickly and walked out of the sedan. The decisive action and fierce behavior made the eyes of all officials roll to the ground.

Princess Jin is really special! She was not afraid of the king of Jin.

Feng moye withdrew his arm frozen in the air, turned and got off the sedan and hurriedly followed up.

"Princess, do you know what the filial piety ceremony means? From here on, you can walk to the altar on the top of the mountain and go back and forth for more than 40 miles." Feng moye whispered in Shen Xingyue's ear. Look very proud, as if to say: far away? Scared? Please hug me!

Shen Xingyue paused for a moment and continued to walk calmly. Under the heart dark Fei way: who made the broken rules? Can't you be a little fucking human? More than 40 Li is a piece of cake for me, but it's worrying about Miss Jiao's body!

Alas! Poor poison girl! Even if you don't get killed by that wuhezi, you'll be tired of this broken rule today!

Alas! It seems that it's better to be killed by mistake! And the cloudy and sunny eleven cheap Gang still wants to hold me? I don't dare to bother him any more. I can't decide. I'm holding back some other vicious ideas!

That mind is smaller than the tip of a needle and can bear revenge. How can it be so kind?

"Return the Royal altar! Don't say it! It's embarrassing! The dirt road is not said. It's still bumpy. It's the rhythm of falling to death!" Shen Xingyue, who nearly fell down several times and staggered, began to complain and muttered in her heart.

Her ankle seemed to be sprained. Every step hurt deeply. She tried not to let people see it. Her self-esteem was basically exhausted. She didn't want to lose all her face in front of so many people. Bite your teeth and swallow the pain. Keep going!

Feng moye looked at the stubborn figure of the man in front of him and frowned. He looked helpless and his heart tingled. What should I do with you? He turned his face to Luo Chen. Luo Chen nodded to Feng moye comprehensively, turned and disappeared into the honor guard crowd.