The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Luoyunxi had no brothers or cousins. He couldn't let his brothers carry the sedan chair like ordinary people. He laid a long red carpet in the county government building, winding from the entrance of Luoyunxi's bedroom to the county government building. main entrance.

The bride walked out on the red carpet.

The sound of firecrackers was deafening, and the sound of men's coaxing came from afar: "The bride comes, the bride comes ..."

This is ... the voice of the generals of Zhao Jiajun, they have also come to the county government!I almost forgot that they are the prince ’s subordinates and the most trusted person of the prince. This time, the prince will call them to accompany him, that is to say, they are with the prince, they are not far away, the prince will Not far away!

The bride's heart was tight, and she looked forward through the gap of the hijab without any trace. Zhao Zhengyin, who was wearing a red wedding gown, was surrounded by everyone and stood at the gate of the county government. The bright sunlight shone on him. He was surrounded by a layer of pale golden halo, the indescribable Qiyu Xuanang, handsome and unprepared.

Seeing a bride in a wedding dress, Zhao Zhengyin's deep pupil flashed a faint smile, and quickly ushered in: "Yunxi!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhengyin extended his hand, he would take the bride from Xi Niang's hand. The bride's eyes glared, and she subconsciously avoided Zhao Zhengyin. Zhao Zhengyin froze: "Yunxi, what's wrong with you?"

The bride under the hijab blinked unnaturally, her lips moved, but she said nothing, and the atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

Xi Niang turned her eyes and smiled and released: "Is the bride shy ... sorry to let the lord hold hands under the eyes of everyone ..."

"Is it?" Zhao Zhengyin looked at the bride lightly, with a meaningful flash in his dark eyes.

"Naturally yes ... hehe ..." The bride didn't say a word, and Xi Niang had to laugh and play round the court: "My lord, it's not too early, the slave's family helped the bride get on the sedan chair ..."

Zhao Zhengyin looked at the bride lightly, and after a moment, he yelled from his nostrils.

As soon as Xi Niang came to amnesty, he hurriedly helped the bride out of the county government and sat in the sedan chair.

The curtain of the sedan chair fell and cut off the sight from inside and outside. The bride under the hijab let out a long sigh of relief. Then she realized that her back had been soaked with cold sweat: she was not Luo Yunxi. Dare to have contact with Zhao Zhengyin, otherwise, Zhao Zhengyin took her hand and realized that she was not Luo Yunxi. Her arrangement of these days, all her efforts will be destroyed once ...

Fortunately, the Xi Niang, who was invited by the main government of the county, was still useful. It gently helped her to clear the siege, and dispelled the suspicion of the prince.

"Get up the sedan." The ceremonial chants sang, firecrackers, gongs and drums all rang, and the bearers lifted the sedan and went to the north of Zhenbei's palace ...

The master of Zhenbei County was married. Needless to say, Shili Hongzhuang, and what surprised the people, was the 150,000 Zhao Jiajun she was marrying. The Zhao Jiajun wore armor and long swords and walked neatly and orderly behind the dowry. That cold Xian's face, the murderous momentum, saw the people's admiration: "This is Zhao Jiajun, it is really extraordinary ..."

"It's not. I can send 150,000 Zhao Jiajun to do a dowry to the master of the county. The prince Zhenbei is really generous ..."

"Well, couples love, Zhao Jiajun can also share ..."

"Yes, it's ..."