"Stop, monster." A dandy voice came from behind Qin Yichuan, with strong malice.
Qin Yichuan glanced back and stopped.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's different now that we're getting married. The monster is getting married, hahahaha." The voice came from far to near. As he spoke, he burst into laughter. The servants around him didn't dare to laugh. They
I also look down on this prince, but I don't dare to be presumptuous. This will suck people's blood. What if I get a grudge and suck blood.
When Qin Shijie finished laughing to himself, his plump body trembled. His face completely inherited the shortcomings of Qin Hua and Wang Na. Although he and Qin Shixuan were brothers, they looked completely different.
With a short round face, a face full of spots, and a protruding belly, standing next to Qin Yichuan, who has a face like a god, they look like one in the sky or the other in the earth.
Growing up, my pleasure was to ridicule and bully the nominal eldest brother, and no one in the house except Qin Shixuan stopped him.
"Now that we're married, does the princess like you? Tsk, tsk, tsk, look how poor you are." He said, revealing the big gold string in his hand, showing off proudly.
Qin Yichuan looked at Qin Shijie with an indifferent expression, with an indifferent expression and no fluctuating emotions, as if he was looking at an insignificant person, commonly known as watching a monkey playing.
Even though Qin Shijie couldn't arouse any emotion in Qin Yichuan, it had become a habit to just mock him and show off his good stuff in front of him.
Just like now, he proudly took his things with him, gave Qin Yichuan a blank look, and walked away arrogantly.
Looking at Qin Shijie's back, Qin Yichuan lowered his eyelids to cover up the emotions in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, his face was expressionless again, and he raised his feet and walked towards his yard.
In the afternoon of that day, Qin Yichuan received the imperial edict, and the three of them got married.
While Feng Wu was enjoying himself in Beicheng, he met Mu Dan again, this time with an imperial edict.
Since Mu Dan talked with Feng Wu, he always felt that Feng Wu was not simple. He spoke respectfully and carefully handed over the imperial edict to Feng Wu: "Prince Concubine, this is the imperial edict from the emperor. Three days later
marriage."
Feng Wu took the imperial edict, opened it and looked at it casually: "Oh."
Mu Dan looked like he was hesitating to speak. He moved his lips but didn't move. He wanted to speak but didn't know where to start.
Feng Wu shook his hand: "Don't say it, I know what you want to say? Hey, let me guess, that day I guessed that Prince Qin and the palace would not show up, and then other people would not dare to,
It should be just a few people."
As soon as Feng Wu finished speaking, he looked at Mu Dan's expression with a look of surprise: "That's great, I actually guessed it."
Mu Dan looked at Feng Wu with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry."
Feng Wu didn't care at all: "What does it have to do with you? Well, Mr. Mu, speaking of it, you are the first northerner that I don't hate so much. I like people who know the current affairs very well."
"Hey, then there's Lord Lao Mu. Let's meet again in three days." Feng Wu didn't look disappointed at all.
After the people left, Feng Wu sighed and said to Poria beside him: "I didn't notice anything at first, but it still feels weird."