Chapter 422: The Weirdest Wedding in History 1

This sentence is probably the longest sentence that has been ruthlessly said over the years.

They were all forced out by Mo Huang.

ruthlessly felt that it was a ...... to meet such a king I can't take it anymore.

Mo Huang's indifferent little eyes glanced at him menacingly, and the ruthless child didn't see it, and flew away.

On the other side, the second son pulled Tianlan to secretly hide in the dark to watch the play.

When he opened his mouth ruthlessly, the corners of Tianlan's eyes twitched, and the second son almost couldn't help laughing.

He had already said that his sister had definitely saved the men of the world by curing the bastard Mo Huang, and look, he was so prescient.

Tianlan despised the men around her.

The wedding, just two days later, Jun Bingwu didn't want to have too much contact with Mo Huang, and after arriving in Qingyun Kingdom, he had never set foot in the Demon Feather Palace.

And the second prince and Tianlan, in order to avoid Jun Bingwu, have been living in the Demon Feather Palace.

Jun Xianyu and Mo Huang met, as always, they didn't like each other, and as always, they shot into the sky, but the two also had the same goal as always.

The second son hopes that his sister will be happy and that his wife and children will be safe, obviously, Mo Huang thinks so too......

Tianlan's abdomen is not particularly prominent, but Mo Huang said that the child in Tianlan's abdomen will give birth in a month at most.

There is also a passing mirror and a seventh treasure of heaven and earth.

The second son lost the interest in talking to Mo Huang, and pursed his lips in contemplation.

The day of the wedding finally arrived, and the Demon Feather Palace held a three-day flowing water banquet to feast the world.

All kinds of exquisite dishes that only the emperor and the mother can eat on weekdays, these three days, are provided to everyone for free, no matter what your status, as long as you are sincerely blessed, you can participate.

With such a generous spending, it can be seen that the palace master attaches great importance to this wedding.

Of course, the only ones who can really enter the main hall of the Demon Feather Palace to watch the ceremony are those princes and ministers.

It is strange to say that for so many days, except for the palace master and the two protectors, no one has ever seen the true face of this palace master's wife.

Although she is the sister of the left minister, the new left minister is also a figure who has not seen the beginning and the end of the dragon, and his sister has not been seen by anyone.

As for the time when he met Jun Bingwu in the Imperial Garden, it was specially arranged by Mo Huang, and except for Jun Bingwu, no one had ever seen the appearance of the new lady.

As a result, in this prosperous wedding, the appearance of the new lady has become the most concerned thing.

It's a pity that when the bride came out, the red hijab was so tightly covered that no one could see it.

God knows, under the hijab, the bride's face is distorted to a level.

For so many years, the ruthless children's shoes have never been so engraving, and they can't wait to strike immediately.

He didn't understand where their great palace master had taken a fancy to him, and he had to let him play the bride.

Won't he be able to change it in the future?

Jun Bingwu sat on the high seat, indifferently watching a couple of newcomers slowly walk into the main hall, and there were bursts of sharp pain in his heart.

It hurt so much that she thought that she had also fallen into the Desperate Gu, so every time she saw him and thought of him, she would be so heartbroken.

But even if the pain was extreme, she just looked at it coldly, without showing a trace of expression.

Under the auspices of the master of ceremonies, the wedding began, and the newlyweds began to worship heaven and earth, but as soon as this worship of heaven and earth was shouted, there was a commotion outside.

A subordinate reported that the backyard was flooded.

All the people present who had attended the wedding of the second son twitched the corners of their lips.

They suddenly remembered the interesting story when the second son and Tianlan got married.

I still remember that wedding, as long as the master of ceremonies shouted and worshiped heaven and earth, something would definitely happen.

These four words are like a magic spell.

Is this curse going to be repeated again today?

At the beginning, the second prince was angry, and he skipped that step directly and announced that the husband and wife would worship each other, but I didn't know that this palace master was ......

It's a pity that they are obviously overthinking, this time, there is obviously no need for the palace master to do anything, the bride has already fallen.

Everyone changed their faces, and the maid beside the bride hurriedly helped people up.

The bride held her forehead, and her gentle tone revealed a hint of innate coldness: "It's an old disease, don't worry." ”

But Mo Huang was obviously worried, and hurriedly asked people to go to the imperial doctor.

Even though the imperial doctor said that there was nothing to do, the palace master still stubbornly canceled the ceremony of worship and went to rest with the bride in his arms.

Its favor can be seen from this.

God knows, at this moment, the ruthlessness of being held in the arms of Mo Huang in the posture of a princess just wants to kill.

It's a pity, even if it's such a toss, the red hijab is still tightly covered, and the face of Lushan is not half exposed.

It stands to reason that this church is no longer worshipped, and the wedding should be canceled and continued at another date.

The palace lord came out in person to announce that the wedding continued.

What's going on?

Some ministers whispered and complained, but alas, this is someone's wedding, they are powerful and capricious, so they can only look at it.

The corners of the white tiger's eyes twitched, and he muttered secretly: "What the hell?" ”

Jun Bingwu was silent.

From beginning to end, the second prince and Tianlan were obviously in the Demon Feather Palace, but in this wedding, the two of them disappeared as if out of thin air, and they never showed up anywhere.

After three rounds of drinking, the banquet was also pushed to a climax, and as for the lack of a chapel for the wedding, no one tacitly talked much.

Jun Bingwu was in a bad mood, and drank a lot of wine alone.

This is extremely intense, like a knife scraping her throat, a burst of burning pain, but she feels that this pain, the pain is very in line with her state of mind.

The sweetheart gets married, but the bride is not her, she has no right to object, no right to cry, but the right to get drunk, there is always the right, right?

The wine enters the throat, it is extremely spicy, but the more you drink, the more sober you are, and you can't get drunk no matter what.

In my mind, there are all Mo Huang's figures and faces, hovering and lingering.

The sky gradually darkened, time passed, and the originally lively banquet hall was almost gone.

In the end, even Xuanwu, who was guarding Jun Bingwu, was taken away by the second son who suddenly appeared, and she was the only one left.

In the empty hall, only Jun Bingwu was left, and her face was red because she had drunk too much wine.

She was drunk after all, but not to the point of being unconscious.

In the haze, she raised her eyes slightly, but she couldn't find Xuanwu's figure.

Jun Bingwu shook his heavy head and stumbled out.

She originally wanted to go back to the palace, but she was drunk and touched it alone for a long time, and she didn't touch the exit of the Demon Feather Palace.

Moreover, as if it was deliberately arranged, every time she went to a place, all the people in that place would disappear in advance, and she had no one to ask.

I don't know how long she walked, she felt very tired and tired, and she wanted to rest, but at this moment, a palace appeared in front of her, and from the outside, it was no different from the place where she had lived these days.