The leader of the Shenhuang clan and Qingge and others chatted for a long time, and then invited them to the place where the Shenhuang clan held a banquet.
The celebration banquet was held in the famous open-air garden of the Shenhuang clan. Thousands of banquets were lined up in sequence. In front of each table were the well-known figures of the Qianlong tribes. When walking towards the innermost side of the Shenhuang flower garden, the eldest son had an idea and changed his seat. He smiled and looked at the Qinglian King and Sui Linggui: "Qinglian King, the Shenhuang clan's garden has a history of thousands of years. When Qinglian Taizu had drunk tea in the Shenhuang flower garden,
The quietness and fragrance of the garden are also one of the places that Qinglian Taizu likes. My king, the clan leader, invites me, the eldest son of the Shenhuang clan, and I come to receive several distinguished guests."
Wuyou was pushed aside by the eldest son, but there was no displeasure. Seeing this, the leader of the Shenhuang clan was quite angry and glared at the eldest son secretly.
In front of the Thousand Clans, the leader of Shenhuang still gave some face to the eldest son and did not scold him in public.
When entering the deepest wine table in the garden, the two wives of the patriarch came together. The mistress of the house, Mrs. Huang, was wearing gorgeous clothes and graceful, while the second wife Zhang Lan was dressed in a gorgeous manner, extremely gorgeous.
The eldest lady of the Shenhuang clan helped her mother Zhang Lan into the garden. The group came to the Qinglian King to kneel down and salute, "See my king..." The eldest son looked at the eldest lady. His sister was as beautiful as a flower, and said to the Qinglian King: "Your Majesty, this is the mistress of Shenhuang, and this is the second wife of our clan. This young girl is my sister, Shenhuang's eldest lady, carry it.
Let the king take a look.”
The young lady slowly raised her head, her eyes as bright as stars, opened her eyelashes and looked at the Qinglian King. The young lady had a sacred and noble temperament, which was a kind of temperament that the young lady in the boudoir had.
Qingge and Ji Yue held their fingers with each other. Listening to the eldest son's words, he raised his eyebrows and sent a voice to him: "Senior, look at this eldest son, do you have a shiny temperament?"
"What temperament?" Senior Gu Long asked in confusion.
Qingge said expressionlessly: "The temperament of the madam."
Senior Gu Long: "..." This girl's mouth is really a pity.
"Your Majesty, my sister is devoted to practicing and is still unmarried..." said the eldest son anxiously.
"Does the girl want to get married?" Donglingyu raised the young lady's jaw with his slender fingers in his right hand, forcing the young lady to raise her face up a little again. Hearing this, Zhang Lan lowered her eyebrows and her heart hopped. She was bringing her daughter with the idea of accidentally hitting her. Although her daughter is very outstanding, among these thousands of tribes, there has never been a shortage of women with outstanding talents and talents.
Especially for King Qinglian, the three thousand beauties are the choices, and the unmarried girls of the Thousand Clans are all his women. In this way, what is her daughter worth?
But the words of King Qinglian ignited the fire of hope in Zhang Lan's heart.
If his daughter could be favored by Dongling Cod, she would be much better than the worry-free Shenhuang Hou.
Zhang Lan curled her excitement and saw that her daughter didn't even dare to answer, so she hurriedly replied: "Go back to my king, she is indeed at the age of marriage."
"Is it the age of marriage suitable..." Dongling Cod said: "Since you are destined to be together today, I will make the decision on your marriage."
The eldest lady's eyes were slightly wide open, and Dongling Yu's handsome face was reflected in her eyes. She breathed rapidly, her cheeks were red, and the heart on her left chest was beating rapidly uncontrollably.
Zhang Lan, the eldest son and the wife of Shenhuang were all happy. As the saying goes, one person was enlightened and the whole family was ascended to heaven. If the eldest lady married Qinglian, they could also fly to the branches and enjoy the blessings.
"Can I make the decision on your marriage? You will answer me yourself." Dongling Cod said gently.
His voice is not very magnetic, but it is extremely gentle, making people relax their vigilance unconsciously.
The young lady's eye wings trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, she nodded heavily with her lips, and then said softly: "The little girl's marriage depends on my king."
"What a lovely girl, then that's it. The imperial teacher has not married for many years. You should marry the imperial teacher. As for when to get married, we will agree later." Dongling Cod smiled and said, "Chief of the Sui clan, if the imperial teacher learns this, he will definitely be very happy."
"The Emperor's Master has always wanted to get married, but he was busy with Qinglian's political affairs before, and recently there was no suitable candidate. I believe the Emperor's Master would be grateful." Sui Linggui said.
The two of them were like singing a double act, and once they sang and reconciled, they decided to have the marriage between Miss Shenhuang and the regent of the imperial teacher.
In an instant, the eldest lady suddenly realized it as if she was dreaming. She blinked several times and looked at Dongling Cod in disbelief, her eyes full of doubts and exploration.
King Qinglian didn’t like her, but wanted to give her a marriage?
The eldest son and the two wives were stunned, not knowing why things had developed into this situation.
Qingge's mouth twitched slightly, and she said, Dongling Cod is really getting more and more wise.
Now Ye Ge can only rely on the Regent, Dongling Cod, who is married to the Regent, so Ye Ge is busy dealing with the eldest lady, who is a girl from the Shenhuang clan, and his methods are no worse than those of the Regent.
Dongling Cod dared to give the daughter of the Shenhuang clan to the regent, which also shows one thing: he would support Wuyou. If Wuyou had the ability to take down the Shenhuang clan, a mere young lady would really be nothing.
"My Lord...I..." The eldest lady was eager to stop this terrible and ridiculous decision.
"Miss Shenhuang, my king rarely refers to marriage, so why don't you thank the king for your kindness?" Sui Linggui interrupted the eldest lady.
Seeing this scene, the leader of the Shenhuang clan hesitated for a moment before saying, "The king gave him a rare marriage. Seeing that this child was so excited that he couldn't speak anymore, why don't you thank the Lord for your kindness!"
The eldest lady looked at the leader of Shenhuang anxiously. Seeing that the leader of Shenhuang had no intention of saving her, she looked at her mother Zhang Lan and the mistress of Shenhuang Lady Huang.
Sui Linggui had already said this. It was obvious that the two ladies did not dare to sing opposite to King Qinglian. In desperation, the eldest lady kneeling on the ground had to look at the eldest son.
The eldest son frowned and clasped his fists with his hands: "King Qinglian, I heard that the emperor master has a sweetheart, I'm afraid..."
"The position of the emperor's wife is Lingmei, so I will naturally not betray the eldest lady of Shenhuang." King Qinglian said. Dongling Cod, who was still trying to argue for the eldest lady, shut up and continue to plead for the eldest lady, so he was afraid that he would explain it here. Moreover, Mrs. Shenhuang has been winking at her son. The eldest prince understood Mrs. Shenhuang's intentions.
I no longer look at the lady.
Seeing this, the young lady lowered her arms and knelt on the ground with a little soft and weak look.
After taking a deep breath, the young lady slowly climbed up with her hands on her feet, knelt down straightly, and lowered her head: "Thank you... Thank you... Thank you for your marriage..." Every word is sobbing, and her voice is spitting out of her throat with difficulty.
Dongling Cod's eyes looked slightly cold and he looked at the eldest lady indifferently. Some time ago, he was entangled by Ye Ge almost always and was disgusted until now when he saw these women, as long as the other party exposed a little thought, Dongling Cod would feel panic.
For Ye Ge, Dongling Cod only has resentment and hatred.
Thinking of Ye Ge, Dongling Cod sweats in his palms and his limbs are chilling.
Ye Ge tangled him like a maggot on his bones, thinking he was self-righteous, and he was determined not to let go, and he never stopped.
Whenever I think of Ye Ge's hypocritical smile, Dongling Cod will fall into endless horror.
Regarding Ye Ge, Sui Linggui also felt guilty about Dongling Cod.
Qingge stood behind and looked at the back of Dongling Cod, feeling a little distressed. She keenly noticed that Dongling Cod is now feeling a sense of resistance to ordinary women.
Qingge already knew in his heart that in his lifetime, he probably wouldn't be able to see Dongling Cod getting married.
She sighed in her heart, and her hand under her sleeves clenched slightly. If she could, she really wanted to break Ye Ge.
In the past few years, she has never met a woman who is even more disgusting than Ye Ge.
Ye Ge uses all means to climb up, and it’s okay for thousands of people to sleep, but he wants to get rid of the disgusting Dongling Cod.
At least, Bing Lingtian likes Ji Yue, but he is pitiful and wishful thinking and has no response.
Ye Ge has never loved Dongling Cod. Whoever gives her wealth and power will give her cheap heart.
Dongling Cod raised his hand gently, and Zhang Lan helped her daughter kneeling on the ground up. The eldest lady ran out with tears. Zhang Lan smiled at Dongling Cod with a little apology, "Fortunately, my king gave her a marriage, and this child was so excited that he was about to cry."
"It's not a good thing to be too excited. You'd better go and see the lady." Sui Linggui smiled.
Zhang Lan nodded and chased in the direction the young lady left.
The young lady sat on the stone pier outside the garden, buried her head between her knees, her shoulders were shaking slightly, and she kept sobbing.
Zhang Lan sat down next to her and patted the lady's shoulder: "Child, don't cry anymore, it's not beautiful if you cry." "If it weren't for the eldest brother, why would I marry the Regent? Who is the Regent? He has to protect Li Cuihua's torn shoes that are not as good as a prostitute. Wouldn't it ruin the rest of her life if she marry him?" The eldest daughter cried and said, "Mother, I don't want to marry him."
Regent, is there any way to stop the marriage?”
"It's not impossible, it's just this method..." Zhang Lan stopped talking.
The eldest lady's eyes lit up suddenly, "Mother, tell me what is the solution!"
"I heard that King Qinglian will follow the advice of the fifth elder. If you can persuade Wuyou to go to the fifth elder to speak for you, there may be a turning point." Zhang Lan said.
The eldest lady frowned and cried so hard that the pear blossoms were filled with rain, but she shook her head repeatedly and said with a resentful voice: "How can I, how could I ask for that beast!" "Then you can only marry the Regent, and Wuyou can't live tonight. If you can't let him plead for you before he dies, let King Qinglian change his mind, and after tomorrow, there is no other way." Zhang Lan said: "Your brother is also kind, how can you do it?
Not only did the educated Qing Lian King not be close to women, he also gave you to the Regent. The Regent and the Qing Lian King will eventually have a battle. If the Regent is defeated, you have to be buried with him. Think about it carefully yourself."
"Mother, is there really no other way?" asked the eldest lady.
She has always looked down on Wuyou. Now, letting her ask Wuyou is better to end her with one knife.
"No more." Mrs. Zhang Lan sighed.
The eldest lady shuddered when she thought of the Regent.
She stood up, returned to the room and changed into a simple dress, then applied makeup on her face before returning to the garden.
"Ying'er is here, you can sit next to Brother Wuyou." Zhang Lan said with a smile.
The young lady sat next to Wuyou. Under Zhang Lan's crazy wink, she picked up a chopstick of dishes and put them in Wuyou's bowl. "Brother, you have to eat more." She held back the disgust and said in her throat.
Wuyou looked at the dishes in the bowl, and for a moment, a look of disgust flashed through his eyes, "I don't like eating dishes that others have touched."
After saying that, Wuyou handed the entire bowl to the guard on one side, "Change me a pair of bowls and chopsticks."
Even though he had learned how to be silly and silly with the insidious and cunning human race, he could still not resist the disgust in his heart. He really didn't want to touch the dishes picked up by the lady.
The young lady has always hated Wuyou, for fear that Wuyou would have something to do with her. Just like in a training ground, as long as it was something Wuyou touched, she would never touch it again.
Little did they know that while she disliked Wuyou, Wuyou also hated her.
The young lady saw that the bowls and chopsticks were replaced, and her hand holding the chopsticks froze, and almost changed her face on the spot.
Thinking of what his mother Zhang Lan said, the eldest lady swallowed this breath. At this moment, Zhang Lan walked towards Wuyou with a glass of wine.
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