"It's okay. Your Majesty can come. I've already given you enough. Please take a seat." Shi Wanhe, who was also wearing festive clothes, spread his hands to Jun Wuxia and said with a smile on his face.
But when he said this, Shi Wanhe pulled out the chair next to him and turned it in the direction of Jun Wuxia. The smile on his face became even thicker, but he suddenly exerted force on his hand, and the wooden chair quickly moved toward Jun Wuxia.
Jun Wuxia rushed over
Isn't that asking someone to sit down? It's obviously a show of force, and the chair is rushing to the ground faster and faster, and it's about to hit Jun Wuxia.
Jun Wuxia, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, but he gripped the back of the chair with his hands, his knuckles tightening clearly, and he controlled the chair to stop.
The chair was placed securely, and Jun Wuya sat on it leisurely, nodded lightly, and said in the center of the main hall: "Thank you very much."
Ruoyu was still wearing a red hijab, but she could only hear the sound of chairs colliding, and Jun Wuxia's words of thanks. She always felt that the voice was forced, and she told him cruelly that day.
He understands. Could it be that he didn’t understand the meaning of his words? Why are you still here today...
He is so smart, what a stupid thing he did.
How much I want to get rid of the red hijab on my head, but I can only maintain a half-kneeling position and cannot move.
Shi Wanhe glanced at Jun Wuxia who was sitting comfortably, frowned slightly, but then a smile appeared on his face, turned to the emcee, and said: "Continue."
The emcee was short, holding a piece of paper with his arm raised high, a bit stiff, and was about to continue reading in a high-pitched voice, "Husband and wife——"
The voice suddenly came to an end. The last words were stuck in his throat. His eyes were wide open, as if they were jumping out of their sockets. He held up the paper with a hole in it with his trembling fingertips.
In fact, a bamboo chopstick flew towards him. The chopstick passed through the paper and flew past the MC's neck.
It was obvious that he only scraped a little bit on the neck of the host, but blood was already dripping from the side of his neck, and the bamboo chopsticks were deeply pierced into the wall behind, two inches into the wall.
As if he was throwing off his armor, the host stopped talking, jumped up behind Schwanhe without any image, dropped what he was holding, simply stopped talking, and shivered, unable to say a word.
Before Shi Wanhe could say anything, Wang Yitian was already angry. He tugged at his front and rolled up his sleeves a little rudely. He took two steps in front of Jun Wuxia, clenched his fists and asked: "
Jun Wuxia, what do you mean?!"
"That's what you see." Jun Wuxia lazily hugged his shoulders and yawned while fiddling with the other chopsticks in his hand.
Wang Yitian clenched his fists and was about to hit him rudely, but was stopped by Shi Wanhe behind him. Shi Wanhe said in a slow voice: "The prince seems not very satisfied with this marriage of our Haoyue Gang."
, I also want to hear what you mean, Your Majesty?"
Jun Wuxia leaned back more firmly, looking at Ruoyu who had been keeping still, as if waiting for Ruoyu's words.
But what was waiting was a long silence. Ruoyu, whose eyes were still red, didn't want to speak, but she couldn't move her lips, how could she make a sound? She struggled with her fragile spirit, but what happened was
Deeper headache, very painful
After a long time, Jun Wuxia finally spoke. Jun Wuxia faced the crowd, stood up with a flick of his clothes, walked around Wang Yitian, and walked in the direction of Ruoyu.
His eyes never left the man in the fiery red clothes, and no one stopped him. Jun Wuxia's hand covered Ruoyu's shoulder, he squeezed it gently, and said in a soft voice, like a puddle of autumn water:
"What do you mean by this king? I am here to bring back the man I married with one hundred thousand taels of gold."
With those words stuck in her heart, Ruoyu felt her body trembling. It was a tremor caused by her own emotions and not controlled by the Gu.
He once said that he spent one hundred thousand taels of gold to buy him for fun.
And now he says that he was married back to his hometown...
This slight difference, I have to admit, makes my heart move slightly