Because of Zheng Ming's support, how could King Changping dare to refute? After staring at Mu Qingya for a long time, his daughter was almost beaten to death by King Zheng for offending this woman. But what happened to this woman who appeared out of nowhere?
What's going on?
Ni Jun stood up and raised his hands to Emperor Xuanyuan: "She is my wife."
Everyone was in an uproar. The emperor was stunned at first, and the face of King Changping next to him turned purple.
If Zheng Ming is not easy to mess with, then Ni Jun is even more difficult to mess with.
Mu Qingya let out a sigh and looked at Ni Yuxing in surprise.
Ni Yuxing didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either. He lowered his head quietly. In Ni Jun's view, Ni Yuxing was acquiescing.
Jiao Li didn't look displeased when his wedding was interrupted. He let go of the red silk and walked up to Mu Qingya. When a shadow was cast above his head, Mu Qingya realized that someone was coming.
The other party was wearing red clothes, but this red clothes did not make him gentler, but instead made him more sharp.
The sinister eyes like a falcon are fascinating to look at, but they are also an abyss. If you fall in, you will never come out again. Ye Yan's facial features are profound, and his dark red lips are cold and cold. He glanced at Mu Qingya coldly:
"You said now is not an auspicious time, so when will it be?"
"That... may have to be postponed for an hour." I'll make it up again... If you don't like it, please come back quickly. I can't make it up anymore, especially when facing someone like Jiao Li, her lies will definitely be exposed soon. In the past,
Zheng Ming liked this, looking at her calmly, causing her to be defeated by this look every time.
Looking at Mu Qingya's face that kept changing its angle, Jiao Li sneered, but did not retort: "In that case, let's wait for an hour."
"Absolutely not, this is the auspicious time. If you miss it, you will..." Qin Tianjian quickly corrected, but was almost weak from the cold light coming towards him. Why did Prince Mu look at him like this?
Zheng Ming had no choice but to step forward and help Mu Qingya round up this lie: "My imperial concubine did learn some Qihuang techniques from an eminent monk when she was young. If she says it is unlucky, it will definitely be unlucky."
After saying that, Zheng Ming bowed and turned to look at Mu Qingya. His expressionless expression seemed to be telling her, go back and see how to deal with you.
Mu Qingya was already used to it. The worst she could do was get scolded or beaten. She was born with one in her belly, so it wouldn't hurt too much if she was beaten.
Ni Yuxing said calmly: "The results calculated by the poor nun and the imperial concubine are the same. I hope the fourth prince will consider it carefully."
Emperor Xuanyuan, who is sitting in a high position, has been confused by the people below. Monk Zhang Er is confused. The situation is very chaotic now. As long as nothing happens, he can do whatever he wants.
"Then let's postpone it for an hour. Ahem...someone will come and send the new princess to the side hall to rest."
After everyone stood up to express their gratitude, Xi Niang supported Chang Nian towards the side hall.
In order to make up for this moment gap, songs and dances were played, and the dancers gracefully appeared on the stage.
Seeing the peaceful scene of singing and dancing, Mu Qingya and Ni Yuxing breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. It had finally been delayed for an hour, and they didn't know what was going on over there.
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Prince Mu's palace was full of celebrations. The red silk and satin wrapped the palace in luxury, but the courtyard was deserted, like an abandoned courtyard.
"Are you here to steal the bride?" Dumpling followed a man in black like a tail that couldn't be shaken off.
"What are you looking for? Can I help you find it?"
