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Chapter 113. Hundred miles of red makeup

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    Yan Kingdom, Renhe Palace.

    Xiao Jing was dressed in black and brown fox fur and stood on the high steps of the palace. He stood with his hands behind his back, and the candlelight of the octagonal glazed palace lantern reflected on his cold and handsome face.

    "Your Majesty, it's getting late, and the night is full of dew." The little eunuch bowed his head to persuade, the emperor had stood here for three hours, and he had suffered for three hours, so he had to bite the bullet and persuade him if he didn't dare to persuade him.

    Xiao Jing didn't look back, and said indifferently: "You all go down first."

    The little eunuch got the order and retreated with several court ladies, Xiao Jing was the only one left in the huge Renhe Palace.

    The glazed palace lantern was flickering in the cold wind, Xiao Jing's expression was unclear.

    Dressed in a dark purple fox fur, Feng Zheng walked in the night and stood side by side with Xiao Jing. Her eyes looked at where Xiao Jing was looking.

    "Are you still thinking about her?" Feng Zheng pointed to her, of course it was Song Chuyao.

    Ever since she knew that the coach who burned the chain ship and the woman who followed Xiao Jing to Wen country were the same person, she could understand why Xiao Jing rejected the in-law alliance between Yan and Wen because of her.

    It is not surprising that such a smart woman is infatuated with.

    Xiao Jing glanced sideways at her, the expression on Leng Yi's face remained unchanged, and said: "I'm afraid it's you who can't forget her."

    Feng Zheng raised the corners of her mouth slightly, Xiao Jing was right in saying this, such a defeat was the biggest mistake she had made since she was a child, and she swore to herself that she would pay back hundreds of times.

    "If the rumors I've heard are correct, Ms. Song, the most beautiful woman in the world, has already had a marriage contract with Jiang Yang's Rong Liushao at the Martial Arts Conference in March." Feng Zheng looked at Xiao Jing's face carefully,  He said again: "I didn't expect Rong Shaoyang to be Li Guo's troubled prince, so all this can be explained logically."

    The meaning behind her words is obvious.  Song Chuyao and Rong Shaoyang had a marriage contract in March, and now they are helping Rong Shaoyang to fight for the world, that is to say, she was close to Xiao Jing before, probably on purpose.

    Xiao Jing frowned slightly. He turned sideways and looked at the kite. His voice was as cold as ever: "There is no need to play such hints in front of you."

    "No, I just remind you that that woman never belonged to you." Feng Zheng raised her almond eyes, looked directly at Xiao Jing, and said, "The most real thing is to control the world."

    Xiao Jing remained silent, in fact Feng Zheng was wrong, he looked at the plum tree, and remembered the scene when he, Xiao Shen, and Su Qingmo were playing in this courtyard when he was a child.

    As for Chuyao, did he think about it?  Indeed, he had thought about it before.  When he first heard that Chuyao was the coach who planned to burn the serial ship, he was surprised, and her appearance in front of Yutinghua flashed in his mind.

    However, knowing that the antidote was fake, he handed it to her to drink. At that time, he made up his mind and strangled her in his heart.  He couldn't tolerate such a big weakness in himself, and he couldn't tolerate betrayal. When Chu Yao was in Wenguo, he didn't want to care about who he met behind his back or how many lies he told him.

    There are indeed similarities between her and Su Qingmo, but she is not Su Qingmo after all, and he wants to get rid of her before she shakes his heart a little bit.

    She doesn't know how much she hates him now. At the beginning, he was too soft-hearted. If she had killed her with his own hands at that time, maybe Li Guo would have been flattened by then.

    "Xiao Jing, in two days, I will be your queen. I can allow you to have her in your heart, but I will never allow you to be soft-hearted when you unify the four kingdoms." Feng Zheng made the words clear, and only she has it.  This kind of courage, and Xiao Jing talk like this.

    Xiao Jing looked at this woman who was about to become his wife, her face was as ambitious and determined as his, Xiao Jing slightly raised his sharp lips: "Don't worry, I will definitely wear the crown of the Four Kingdoms on the  on your head."

    Under the reflection of the glazed palace lantern, Feng Zheng's eyebrows and eyes gave birth to a little tenderness, but Xiao didn't see it. He continued to cast his eyes on the plum tree that was about to bloom.

    ? December 12th is auspicious and suitable for marriage.

    ?In the capital of Yan State, the ground is paved with hundreds of miles of red silk, and every household on the street is hung with festive red lanterns and scattered red peony petals.

    A large sedan chair carrying sixteen people was carried out from the palace. Along the way, the joy shook the sky, and the red lights all over the sky reflected the ground was extremely joyous.  After going around the city, it was carried to the palace.

    Xiao Jing was dressed in a red wedding gown, with a red fur around his neck, and a golden crown with black hair, standing handsome and straight outside the palace gate.

    This time the marriage was different from previous dynasties, it was the wedding of the monarchs of the two countries, so Xiao actually stood outside the palace gate to greet him to show his respect for Wen Guo.

    Received into the palace gate, and performed the ceremony of husband and wife on time, ??Please all the ministers, Feng Zheng does not enter and wait like ordinary women, but sits side by side with Xiao Jing, accepting the worship and congratulations of the ministers together.

    After drinking for three rounds, Feng Zheng just entered.

    At the hour of Hai, Xiao Jing followed the maid leading the way into Fengzao Palace.

    Xi character candle, red luan tent, beautiful girl.

    Stepping into the bedroom, Xiao Jing slowly walked into the kite sitting in the red luan's tent, took the dragon and phoenix scale beside it, and lightly lifted the heavy red hijab.

    Feng Zheng raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Jing with a smile on her face, the bead curtain on the phoenix crown shook slightly.  The kite was born extremely beautiful, but this bride's makeup makes her cheeks full of spring and her face like a peach blossom.

    Xiao Jing took her hand, walked to the table, and handed her a glass of wine. The red silk on their bodies was crossed, and they drank the wine in the glass together.

    After the wine was finished, Feng Zheng lowered her eyebrows, her cheeks flushed even more with the rare appearance of her little daughter.

    Xiao actually took her by the hand, pressed her to sit in front of the Linghua mirror, and personally removed the thick phoenix crown on her head, letting down like a waterfall of blue hair.

    Feng kite got up and snuggled into his arms, Xiao actually picked her up, walked back to the red luan's tent, took off layers of heavy silk and satin, and put down the heavy red bed curtain.

    The red luan swayed and the red candle swayed. This night, in Fengzao Palace, there was an infinite sense of spring.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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