Chapter 99: I'm in love with Chonglou! What should I do? (7)
When he thought of this, Murong Ling's heart started beating wildly. Perhaps, God had arranged all this a long time ago, and he was not allowed to be the crown princess just because there was a better man ahead of him.
Wait for yourself.
After a day of hard work, Jiyue Zimo felt that her bones were about to fall apart. The ceremony of the Crown Princess was not fun at all. She was like a puppet, being manipulated by others, smiling without showing her teeth, unable to move in a dress, that's bullshit.
She sat on the new floor of her new house, pulled off the hikerchief covering her head, looked around, and smiled with satisfaction.
It's so festive and makes people feel comfortable just looking at it, but it's not a real wedding. Otherwise, I would die of joy.
The big red word "happy" was hung high on the bed, and the red bed curtains exuded a hint of joy. Even the apples had the bright red word "happy" on them. Jiyue Zimo reached out and touched them. Sure enough, peanuts, lotus seeds, and dates were all there.
It was laid on the ground. Fortunately, I checked it and it fell over without any damage. Otherwise, it would definitely have killed me.
Duanmushu returned to the new house after entertaining the guests, only to see that Jiyue Zimo had already torn off her wedding handkerchief and was leaning on the bed frame, gnawing on an apple. Her wedding clothes were all in pieces, and even the gold ornaments on her head were all in pieces.
Thrown it all over the floor.
"You're back, drinking? Stay away from me."
Jiyue Zimo is particularly allergic to alcohol now, which may be the sequelae of the last time she gave Shangguanfeng and Hibiscus the medicine Hehuansan.
"Hibiscus, are you tired?" Duanmushu asked cautiously. When he saw Jiyue Zimo's expression, Duanmushu felt distressed for no reason. He slowly walked to Jiyue Zimo's side and sat down, stretched out his hand, and gently
Gently rubbing Jiyue Zimo's sore shoulders.
Jiyue Zimo felt grateful. This Duanmushu might be more suitable to be the Big Big Wolf.
She chewed the apple tastelessly. Think about it, Jun Fanyin has higher magic power than me. If we get into a fight, it will definitely be him who hits my head with a frying pan.
Qian Wuliang, that's definitely not possible. I hold grudges very much. Who told him to call me an ugly girl before? Humph.
She glanced sideways at the hibiscus on the dressing table. Jiyue Zimo's originally good mood suddenly turned gloomy, "Duanmushu, what do you think if I introduce Murong Ling to my brother?"
It seems like a casual question, but it contains so much.
"Your brother? But he is a devil."
Duanmushu said worriedly, although he thought Mujin's brother Chonglou was good-looking and had an extraordinary bearing, but he was a devil after all.
"Forget it, I'm sleepy, you're asleep."
Jiyue Zimo fell asleep peacefully with a hint of melancholy, and wondered how Jun Fanyin was doing now? Did you know that I was married?
Three days later, Murong Ling came in a hurry. She ignored the obstruction of the palace maids and rushed into the crown prince's palace. Everyone had a look of panic on their faces. No one knew this. Before that, everyone firmly believed that she was the crown princess.
Murong Ling, what's the important thing for him to come to the palace at this time?
"Princess, do you have a brother named Chonglou?" Murong Li asked hurriedly. For the past three days, every time she closed her eyes, she saw Jun Fanyin's gentle face, bright eyes, and tall figure.
Jiyue Zimo was slightly startled. Murong Ling ran over in such a hurry, but he just asked if there was a brother named Chonglou. Could it be that the two of them were already connected?
"Miss Murong, are you too impatient?"
Jiyue Zimo's smile is as bright as a flower. Now this Murong Li, the reincarnation of Mu Jin, is this girl's savior. She must be taken good care of, so that Mu Jin and Qian Wuliang can be saved.
