The prince looked at the old mage beside him with such a demented appearance, pursed his lips and said nothing.

From an angle that the prince couldn't see, the whitebeard mage looked at Qiao Jing's eyes, revealing a solemn expression.

"Hmph! coveting beauty will only ruin the king's country!" said a coarse prince, who was about thirty-five years old, persuaded himself that he would not have come here had it not been for his father's request.

As he spoke, the rough prince crushed the cup in his hand for some reason, and the tea was spilled on the table.

The Rough Prince's subordinate mage was an extremely young one, and at this moment the young mage pinched the badge on his chest in front of his heart with his right hand, which was a golden eight-winged lion badge, and he pinched it to show his awe and loyalty to the prince.

The prince lost his temper! Treat it as if you didn't see it, otherwise you might be dismantled in the future! At this moment, the young mage had this thought in his heart. ……

In the field.

Qiao Jing could hear all kinds of discussions through these hypocritical applause, and tell what they said, the real and hypocritical tones could be distinguished by the level of their voices......

This is something that Qiao Jing can easily achieve now.

Qiao Jing rotated faster and faster, and the petals thrown in the hands of the surrounding maids became more frequent, and the whirling dance showed Qiao Jing's beautiful figure to the fullest, not vulgar, this is the style and purpose of going out of the pavilion.

Although it is similar to the demeanor of a princess, the essence has not changed. If Qiao Jing wasn't too conspicuous, if she came over as an ordinary person, I was afraid that she would be a laughing stock at that time.

Poor housewife, she may not understand how blocked the road of popularity a hundred years ago is now popular.

The fluttering red robe looms from time to time, Qiao Jing is in the most elegant and peerless season, and her delicate face is also shown every time she hits the petals.

But that's just the beginning.

A prince dressed in grace and magnificence, with a sword with diamond-shaped lenses and a beautiful white gold trim on the side of the chair.

The fair-eyed prince clapped his hands and shouted:

"Musicians, soundtracks, soundtracks!"

Thought it was a private royal theatre.

A formal official beside him was afraid that the prince would be too rude, so he even reminded:

"Uh-huh, the prince, I inquired from the locals, this is called the 'Eighteen Fresh Dance', which was danced by the local daughter's daughter when she left the pavilion, it belongs to folk customs, and there is no soundtrack!" In fact, his own words are rude and look down on him. It's like seeing an upstart, judging from their thousand-year-old kingdom, the recently rising Zeng family is indeed a nouveau riche.

"Oh!" the prince retracted his palm, without the slightest embarrassment on his face, his eyes fixed on the Thousand Red Phantom in the field, and asked, "Then this one is like a geisha!"

The prince said frivolously, and the ceremonial official also said hesitantly: "This, this, don't say that......" He categorically didn't want his prince to be so bold, and the tiger eyes of Zeng Xiaoxiong over there had already glared at him, although he seemed to glance at it casually, but at this moment, the ceremonial officer felt as if he was suffocated.

"At least it's not ordinary money that can be invited into the palace, right?" said the prince.

“……”

"To dance so explicitly in front of a crowd of people, and to have people choose such a thing, is indeed the work of a rude fool! If you want to marry, it is a ...... to do so," said the prince with disdain. He didn't notice the strangeness of the ceremonial officials around him at all, and after all, his attention was all attracted by Qiao Jing in the field.

“……”

This time, the Zeng family invited the princes of the seventeen kingdoms to come over, and it was not without the meaning of what the prince said, that is, marriage. But with Qiao Jing's current strength, this kind of thing naturally can't be the same as arranged, but this marriage is also an invitation that Qiao Jing has sent out when she was a child, it was more than ten years ago, who would have thought that Qiao Jing is developing like this now, and has become the prince of Sky City, this status is already incomparable.

But with the degree to which the Zeng family loves face, it will naturally not be canceled. The Zeng family is a whole family. is not alone, so no matter how to pamper his daughter, Qiao Tianzhu did not stop this kind of village custom.

Qiao Jing is still spinning in the field, and the maids have changed a batch, the maids' hands are tired, Qiao Jing can bear it, they can't stand it, in a sense, they are much more delicate than Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing was going to spin like this until noon, and there were still two hours left. Wait until 12:00:00 at noon, light a pot of carbon fire, throw the old man into it and burn it clean, so that Qiao Jing will be removed from the Zeng family tree, and Qiao Jing will no longer be a member of the Zeng family at that time.

At the end of the day, it's just custom. Just like an apple that bears fruit on an apple tree, when it is ripe and falls to the ground, it has nothing to do with the apple tree? Obviously not.

At another table, there sat two princes dressed "ordinary", the princes of two kingdoms that had been friends for generations. One is a prince who wears a green coat with his hair scattered, and the other is a prince who dresses modestly.

"How?"

"Beauty destroys the community, such a society has long existed, what does the eldest brother think?"

"Yes, brother, marry back?"

The decent prince shook his head and said, "I won't be happy if I marry her......!

"Hehe, I think I just can't climb high!" said the wanton prince, "With the name of the most powerful mage in the two moons at the beginning, this pavilion ceremony will be so onerous?

"The eldest brother is talking about ......"

"You and I have gone all the way, and I have seen that the strength of the Zeng family can completely become a country of its own...... Saying this, the prince smiled wantonly, "If you don't build a country, I'm afraid they won't look down on it!"

"In this way, the younger brother remembered the thing in the shape of the huge white sea beast outside, and he had never seen such a beautiful thing in the royal capital......

……

"This blue-haired woman is good! Marry back, as long as ......"

"Your Highness, after the observation of the minister, this young lady is weak, if she gives birth to one son, she is still weak, and if she gives birth to two sons, she will not have enough milk!"

All kinds of remarks, because they are all said in private, have no scruples, and the unmodified language sentences enter Qiao Jing's ears.

It's unbearable!

……

"Wow!"

The baby's cry rang out in the candle-lit room.

"Congratulations! It's a son!" the midwife said happily to Qiao Tianzhu who was guarding the door.

"Good work!"

The son of the midwife's mouth is obviously Qiao Jing's third brother.

"It's called Zeng Shuangyue!" Qiao Tianzhu said to the blacksmith who cast the sign beside him, and wrote the words "Zeng Shuangyue" on the white paper with a brush.

It was all said at the beginning.

"Yes!" The blacksmith put away the blank paper on which he had written, turned to leave, and then he was going to forge a plaque for the newborn son, in the position of the family.

The sky was a little red, and some strange demonic energy slowly gathered over.

The applause from the front hall could not be stopped, and the backyard could not be cleaned. Qiao Tianzhu glanced at the sky, some monsters had already exposed their claws in the clouds, and sighed: "Hard work, Xiao Jing!"

Babble – delicious!

Kill -

On the roof, Qiao Jing's reserved doppelganger appeared there. This Valkyrie clone shared Qiao Jing's will, and after drinking Huangquan wine, it was quite solidified, looking at the demon cloud formed by the surrounding monsters, and said angrily: "Zhao Qian City Lord didn't tell you, who am I, Qiao Jing?"

Delicious, delicious! I smell meat......

A hundred-meter-long arm grabbed Qiao Jing from the air.

The white bone scythe appeared, the monster arm stagnated for a short time, and the moment it was petrified by the scythe, Qiao Jing held the scythe and cut off the arm, and the human shape shook, instantly slashing the monster arm into countless pieces.

Wow, a large amount of green blood spilled down in midair. These monsters are like ink paintings, and the red moonlight condenses the moonlight, forming a beam of light that gathers in the backyard of Zeng's house......

"You can see it from countless mountains...... "A huge mountain has a long nose and actually rises from the ground, heading for the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

A large number of youkai appear and gather there.