Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Little Accident

Qing Tianze squatted down in front of Meng Qianzi, and after a while, he felt Meng Qianzi leaning on his back, and stood up with a slight force under his feet, as if he could feel the awkward thoughts in Meng Qianzi's heart behind him, and couldn't help but hook his lips and laugh.

Being carried by a man for the first time, Meng Qianzi was very awkward, and couldn't help but blush a pink face under the hijab, if anyone could see it, it would really look like a bride's shyness, Meng Qianzi thought to herself. But she looked at the broad and warm shoulders in front of her under the hijab, and a trace of emotion surged in her eyes, and the sense of security that came for no reason was something she had never felt in others.

She knows that this man has been hiding things for so many years, but he chose to make it public at this time today, because he didn't want to wronged her, didn't he? Although she didn't dare to say that it was entirely because of her, she also accounted for part of the reason, thinking about it, Meng Qianzi's heart warmed, perhaps, coming to this world, marrying him is really a good choice, right?

Meng Qianzi was thinking about it, and suddenly heard Qing Tianze say softly: "Wait for the next time on the way back to the palace, there will be a little accident, don't panic then." ”

Meng Qianzi was slightly stunned for a moment, and replied softly: "What kind of accident?"

Qing Tianze said with a smile: "For example, robbing relatives?"

Meng Qianzi was speechless for a long time, she thought it should be an assassination or something, and her cold voice continued to ask softly, "Who robbed whom?"

Sure enough, he lived up to her trust, and Qing Tianze really knew, "The prince robbed you!"

Meng Qianzi Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and the expression on her face was instantly cold and abnormal: "Is the prince an idiot?"

Qing Tianze's sword eyebrows raised lightly, "What is an idiot?" Although he didn't know what it meant, he still accurately grasped the pronunciation of the words, and repeated the question of Meng Qianzi at all.

“…… , that is, the meaning of being particularly stupid. ”

Qing Tianze's eyes seemed to have a strange brilliance in his eyes that suddenly flashed, this was the first time Zi'er did not shy away from explaining to him the incomprehensible words she occasionally said, and asked lightly, "This is a word made up by Zi'er herself?"

"It's not. ”

Qing Tianze carried Meng Qianzi on his back, walked leisurely in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and from a distance, the pair of red clothes seemed to dissolve into one, harmonious and quiet.

At this moment when the two were talking, they had already arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Xuanyuan Ning, Qing'er and Xi Po were already waiting for them at the door.

At this time, at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the sound of gongs and drums shook the sky, and the welcoming teams of the two mansions were also waiting outside the mansion, and the onlookers were laughing enthusiastically, and the scene was indescribably lively.

And the other couple of newcomers, Meng Qianbai had already sat in the sedan chair, Qing Tianlei was also standing next to his own horse, waiting for Qing Tianze and them to come out, and then got up the sedan chair together and went on the road, Qing Tianlei smiled brightly, but looked at Qing Zaize with contempt in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Is the emperor's legs and feet not good yet? ”

A trace of cold killing intent flashed in Qingtian Zexing's eyes, but it was fleeting, and he just replied with a smile: "The imperial brother is too worried, the imperial brother just sighs the joy of this big day, and wants to taste it slowly with the princess, so he is going slowly." ”

Qing Tianlei smiled: "The imperial brother really should taste it!" But a trace of deep meaning flashed in his eyes, and the meaning in his words meant something else.

Meng Qianzi under the hijab, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but Qing Tianze only smiled indifferently as if he couldn't understand, and walked towards the sedan chair in the palace with Meng Qianzi on his back, and then gently put Meng Qianzi next to the sedan chair, and then helped him to sit in the sedan chair. Today is a good day for Zi'er to marry him, he won't be too concerned about such a day, and if he has any grudges, he has to wait until he gets married.

As soon as Qiē was ready, the two couples of the bride and wife stood beside the wedding sedan chair they were responsible for, and said in unison: "The bride gets up the sedan chair!" In Qingchuan country, there is a custom of getting married, and the team that picks up relatives cannot return from the same way, which means bad luck, so both teams go to the road where the other party is.

The sound of gongs and drums shook the sky, and the two red teams passed through the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion from both sides, slowly approaching the opposite team, and Qing Tianze and Qing Tianlei were slowly approaching on horseback, only to see that Qing Tianze was accustomed to a gentle and indifferent smile, and Qing Tianlei was also smiling, but the smile did not reach the eyes, and the viciousness and jealousy in his eyes could not be hidden, and looking at Qing Tianlei like that, Qing Tianze's smile was even deeper.

The two approached, staggered, and then separated, and the team behind the two slowly moved closer, staggered, and then separated, and then went in opposite directions, this scene seemed to imply that the two would always go in opposite directions in their later lives.

Qing Tianze and his entourage soon arrived at the place where the ambush was set up, and Xi Po, who was following the sedan chair, suddenly screamed, and then fell to the ground: "Oh, ......! Stop, stop, my old waist ......!"

Qingtian Zexing's bright eyes flashed, and then he raised his hand and made a stop gesture behind him, and the band and Huaqiao behind him immediately stopped.

Qing Tianze turned his head to look at Xi Po, who was still on the ground, and asked in a condensed voice, "What's wrong?" Xuanyuan Ning and Qing'er, who were following the sedan chair, were also frightened and turned their heads to look at Xi Po.

"Who is so immoral, pouring water on this road so slippery?, I don't know what day it is?" Xi Po scolded as she tried to get up, but it was as if she had broken her leg and couldn't get up.

Qing'er on the side hurriedly stepped forward and stroked Xi Po: "How are you? Your legs are okay, can you go?"

"No, my leg has fallen, I have to take my time. Xi Po stood up with the help of Qing'er, but one leg seemed to be soft and weak, and she shook her hand again and again.

"You can't wait, if you miss the auspicious time, you can't afford it! Qing'er was so anxious that she was about to cry, this sedan chair is not good to stop on the road, it is unlucky!