[69 Book Bar - www.] "Go to Prince Yu's Mansion immediately and bring Qingyu back." Nangong Che ordered hurriedly, how could he tolerate Qingyu marrying Nangong Lu?
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's too late now!" Xiao Yi lowered his head and replied. When he entered the door just now, he saw that the woman in the wedding robe was not Qingyu, and he guessed it. Even now he rushed to Prince Yu's Mansion as quickly as possible
, it’s too late, because today the sedan chair from Prince Yu’s Palace went to the shogunate before that from the Imperial Palace. At this moment, I’m afraid the bride has already been sent to the bridal chamber!
And when Nangong Che heard what he said, his heart felt like it was clamped by something. It hurt and was numb, and there was still an anger that couldn't be vented. His chest was so swollen that it almost broke!
His face was sullen, his eyebrows were furrowed, reluctance, anger, and resentment were all intertwined together. But the remaining reason also told him that he could not mess up the situation, let alone give Nangong Lu a handle on himself.
"Stay back." After a while, he held back all his emotions and spoke in a deep voice, his hands still tightly clenched into fists. He must get this debt back!
Xiao Yi responded, holding the long sword and leaving the dormitory.
Soon, Mu Chengjun was summoned to the palace.
In the imperial study room, the current emperor was sitting there, with a cold face and cold eyes.
Mu Chengjun also vaguely guessed something, and he was very nervous. He said he was not afraid that it was a lie.
It is said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Now that he has deceived the Holy One, even if he had any achievements in the past, he may not be able to survive this disaster.
"Welcome to see you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty..." Mu Chengjun pretended to be calm and saluted, but before he could finish his words, Nangong Che interrupted him coldly.
"You are so brave, you dare to deceive me, what crime should you deserve!" Nangong Che's face was majestic, and every word was sonorous.
Mu Chengjun bowed his head to the ground and replied, "I don't dare..."
Nangong Che knew that he must be involved in this matter. Otherwise, how could Mu Qingling alone have the courage to take action on her own? Moreover, how could Qingyu get on Nangong Lu's sedan chair?
"How dare you not? I want to marry your youngest daughter Mu Qingyu, but you let your second daughter marry into the palace on my behalf. Mu Chengjun, do you really think I won't kill you?" Nangong Che said coldly,
He was so depressed that he really wanted to cut the man in front of him into pieces. He had long seen that he was ambitious, and thought that he could be unscrupulous since he had assisted him back then. However, he actually set up such a trap this time, so that
It is an unforgivable crime for him to lose his beloved woman!
"Chen..." Mu Chengjun explained. The atmosphere in the palace was gloomy and gloomy, but on the other side, in Prince Yu's Mansion, the scene here was completely different.
In the wedding room, the red candles were burning, and the beautiful figure beside the bed was also beautiful.
After Qingyu was sent to the room, she has been sitting here, feeling heavy and uncomfortable.
The door rang, and the creaking sound was mixed with a low-pitched voice.
The man said, "Everyone, please step aside!"
The maids and Xipo in the room nodded and said, "Yes! Your Majesty."
As he spoke and answered, Qingyu's heart was tightly twisted, and a small hill formed between his eyebrows.
As Nangong Lu approached, the scent of medicine from his body gradually approached Qingyu's nose. She seemed to have smelled this kind of scent somewhere before, but she was so nervous at the moment that she couldn't remember it for a moment.
Nangong Lu stood by the couch with a smile on her lips and starry eyes like rainbows. Although he had not yet lifted the red hijab, he could tell that she was very nervous.