"I also said that I only need to cherish the joy, no matter what the price is exchanged!"

While speaking, Mo Yichen raised his hand, flicked the prince's arm away, and when he turned around, he was already standing in front of the sedan chair, with a coldness between his eyes, and there was no room for retreat.

"200,000 elite soldiers, my father handed over 200,000 elite soldiers to you, such a status and honor, but the generals and military marquis of all generations have never had, are you sure you can give up anything for her?"

The prince raised the corners of his eyebrows, looked at Mo Yichen coldly, and there was an evil aura between his slightly narrowed eyes.

Mu Xiyue sat in the sedan chair, listening to the words of the two outside, her face became more solemn, after experiencing these things, Mu Xiyue originally thought that the prince had let go, but she didn't expect that his quietness was just the surface!

The crown prince's position is already very stable, if there is no accident, in a few years, he will definitely be the monarch of the Celestial Empire, and now he is obviously threatening when he says this to Mo Yichen!

"The prince knows it in his heart!"

Mo Yichen's face was cold, a few words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and his eyes were cold.

The prince's face was stunned, looking at Mo Yichen's reaction, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he was about to speak, but he heard the Xi Po behind him coming over with an anxious voice!

"Shizi, it's almost over in time, shall we go here or not?"

Mo Yichen's face was cold, he turned to look at the curtain of the sedan chair, his face was a little gloomy, and then he turned around: "Prince, please give way!" ”

The grim voice poured into everyone's ears, and people couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing that the prince's face was also cold, everyone couldn't help but secretly sweat for themselves, if these two people did it in this place, no one would have good fruit to eat.

"Don't let it?"

The corners of the prince's lips trembled, and while speaking, he clenched the sword in his hand a little tighter, and raised his hand, this is ready to rob it alive!

"Gale!"

Mo Yichen's voice came from between his teeth.

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow flashed, and a row of black-clothed people were already protecting them, each of them with a gilded "wind" word sewn on their right chest, covering their faces, leaving only a pair of cold eyes staring at the prince tightly.

"You! Mo Yichen! ”

Looking at the man in black who appeared in front of him, the prince's face, which was still smiling, instantly pulled down, and the corners of his lips trembled uncontrollably as he spoke.

Gale is the dark force cultivated by Mo Yichen's side, and its ability is more powerful than that of ghost soldiers.

Such a dark force, the emperor naturally does not allow it here in the emperor, but in the battle of Lingya, Mo Yichen, a gale with only a few dozen people, actually broke through the enemy's encirclement and picked up a life of the emperor.

Mo Yichen is not arrogant, the gale cannot act in the dark, the prince naturally knows, and now when he sees the gale now, he is naturally frightened.

"I have 200,000 elite soldiers, but only Gale can be dispatched to do private affairs at will, and now the prince is leading troops to rob relatives, even if he moves, in front of the emperor, I have something to say, right?"

The prince's face froze, and he was about to speak, but he saw Mo Yichen turn around and look at the man in black behind him, and there was a ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Throw him into a thatched hut and keep him under strict care!"

Mo Yichen's voice was like coming out of the iceberg cold cellar, and after saying a word, he seemed to think of something, turned around and ordered: "Don't hurt him!"

"Yes!"

The gale sounded, and before the sound landed, the person had disappeared in front of Mo Yichen in an instant.

The corners of his lips hooked up a sneer, Mo Yichen turned around and shouted at the team behind him: "Go!" ”

The sound of firecrackers and suona sounded, drowning out the sound of fighting in the distance, and a team of relatives dressed in red makeup and wearing red flowers returned to the road.

Mu Xiyue held the apple's hand and moved, drowning the expression on her face under the hijab, and the voice in her ears was noisy, but the prince's poignant "Mo Yichen, you wait" echoed in her ears for a long time.

Knowing that Zhang Yaruo's death was done by the Queen Mother, the emperor felt even more guilty, and after several discussions, he agreed to Concubine Duan's proposal to set up the wedding hall of the two sisters in the Chongyang Palace, which was the place of the prince's wedding.

Gen Chang's procedures, cumbersome etiquette, Mu Xiyue had all kinds of flower crowns on her head, her neck was about to be crushed, and she was reminded step by step by Xi Po that she would finish the procedures that should be done, and she was tired and hungry, and she was almost unsteady and about to fall to the ground.

The sudden temperature at his hand made Mu Xiyue's drowsy nerves rise again, and she was stunned, when Mo Yichen's voice was lowered.

"Hold on a little longer, it'll be over soon!"

Mu Xiyue's hand stiffened, and then she held Mo Yichen's hand with her backhand.

Mo Yijian's words seemed to have magical power, which made Mu Xiyue feel a little more strength in her body, and looked at him holding her hand through the hijab, her face was leisurely hot, but the expression on her face was covered by the hijab, and no one saw it.

The wedding, the presence of the emperor and the queen and the concubine added luster to the wedding of the two sisters, Mo Yichen and Gong Yifei were dressed in the groom's robes, and the other end of the red silk ribbon in their hands was holding their bride, and their faces were a little more nervous.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The voice of the ceremonial official sounded in the main hall, and everyone who was still talking and laughing next to them was instantly silenced, and their eyes fell on the two pairs of beautiful people.

The four of them followed the sound of worship, and then made a big salute in the direction of the emperor and queen, respectfully and respectfully, not only Mo Yijian, but also Gong Yifei had a little respect on his face.

Lei Xiaoyao watched from the side, his expression changed, his eyes fell on Gong Yifei's face, and he sighed for a long time.

has been in the Celestial Empire for so long, Lei Xiaoyao is not only for the identity of Huixin Shitai and Tianjue, Gong Yifei, he already has the answer, this child is the imperial heir left by the Red Flame Emperor in the people, and it is no wonder that the concubine sent someone to the Celestial Empire back then, but it turned out to be for him.

After a long night, Lei Xiaoyao knew that Gong Yifei didn't want to go back, so he could only give up, after all, the Red Flame royal family owed him, since he chose to stay here, Lei Xiaoyao, as the eighth prince, still had the ability to continue to hide it, not to mention, Concubine Quan didn't want Gong Yifei to appear in the Red Flame royal family.

"Second worship high hall!"

The voice of the ceremonial official sounded again, and everyone's eyes turned to look at the King of Pingyang and Master Huixin who were on the side, watching the two couples bow deeply to them, and there were many emotions in their hearts.

Many things have made Master Huixin too unable to practice wholeheartedly, and now she still worships the Buddha, but she has to return the customs, and now the elders of Mu Xiyue and Mu Xiyan are sitting next to her, looking at the four people below, and her eyes can't help but turn red.

If my sister and brother-in-law can see this scene in the spirit of heaven, they should also be blind, these two children have not the protection of their parents, but they still get their own happiness, although Mrs. Huixin does not have her own children, but with them, it is already a great satisfaction.

According to Mo Yichen's request, Princess Pingyang did not sit in the position of the elder, she did not argue, nor did she have any dissatisfaction, after so many years, she has been used to it, and life can never be perfect.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

The two couples listened to the voice of the ceremonial officer, turned around and faced the person who was about to accompany them for a lifetime, with mixed feelings in their hearts, in addition to today's joy, but also thought of the previous ones, the fate of this hundred years of cultivation, it is really not easy, but fortunately, it has finally achieved positive results.

Finally, after the ceremonial official's sentence of "send it into the cave room", Mu Xiyue breathed a deep sigh of relief, and walked inside with a group of people, the bride returned to the room, and Mo Yichen had to toast to all relatives and friends.

Everything was blocked from the door, Mu Xiyue was still staring at the hijab on her head, and even the apples she was holding all the way were taken away, she hadn't eaten since early in the morning, she was tired and hungry, and now she was slightly leaning on the vertical pole of the window curtain, drowsy.

Suddenly, a burst of fragrance wafted from the tip of her nose, Mu Xiyue suddenly opened her eyes, and under her hijab, she watched a pair of footsteps wearing red embroidered shoes slowly walk in the bowl, and secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Miss!"

Mo Zi came in with something, and the moment he turned around and closed the door, he looked outside to make sure that there was no one, and then handed over the thing in his hand.

"You!"

Before she could respond, Mu Xiyue felt Mo Zi lift her hijab, and the expression on her face couldn't help but be a little more condensed.

"It was the prince who ordered the slave and maid to come!"

As Mo Zi spoke, he took Mu Xiyue's hijab in his hand, and then the other hand with a plate of pastries reached out to Mu Xiyue, with a smile on his face: "Shizi said that Miss hasn't eaten for a day, she must be hungry, let me bring your favorite dim sum, there is no one outside, Miss will pad first!" ”

Following Mo Zi's words, Mu Xiyue saw the snacks on the plate, her heart warmed, she didn't have time to think about it, she reached out and twisted a piece, although she was already very hungry, she still looked elegant and unhurried.

"Did the second lady send something over there?"

While eating, Mu Xiyue suddenly remembered that Mu Xiyan hadn't eaten for a day, and her body was better than her, and she almost couldn't stand it after a year's toss, not to mention Mu Xiyan?

Mo Zi, who was holding the cup to Mu Xiyan's side, froze on his hand, his expression changed slightly, and finally sighed helplessly: "The prince said that his daughter-in-law hurts herself, and on the second miss's side, the slave and maid really haven't passed......"

Mu Xiyue's face darkened, thinking about the expression on Mo Yichen's face when she said this, the corners of her lips twitched uncontrollably.

"However, Young Master Gong has always been careful, and he must have sent something to the past, so don't worry about it, Miss, you still only think about yourself today, and leave the rest to others."

As Mo Zi spoke, he handed the cup in his hand to Mu Xiyue, and saw that she drank the water and her face was a little better, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know, you go out and tell Mo Yichen not to drink too much."

Mu Xiyue frowned slightly, and was about to continue, when she suddenly heard a voice from outside, and swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

"Sit back!"

Mo Zi put the hijab in his hand on Mu Xiyue's head, turned around, hid the plate brought in under the bed, cleaned up the things on the table, and pretended to stand in front of Mu Xiyue.