"Since the emperor of the small country of Xijiu does not welcome you, the imperial city of my Jialan Empire is open to you, Old Man Ling, Luo'er is waiting for you to attend her wedding in the royal capital."

These words really gave Ling Zhan a long face and a long majestic.

Ling Zhan has lived for more than seventy years, and he is a real human spirit, and it can be seen that the sixth prince of the Jialan Empire intends to help him.

"Okay, the old man will go to the royal capital of the Jialan Empire."

A smile appeared on Ling Zhan's face.

How could he be absent from the wedding of the most precious granddaughter?

Chen Moxu hurriedly said: "The marriage of the two countries, such a major event, the vassals will also go together......"

"You don't have to." Before Chen Moxu's words were finished, he was unceremoniously interrupted by Xuanyuan Ze, "Your Majesty, you have a lot of opportunities, and the road is far away, so there are many inconveniences. ”

In a word, a direct slap in the face.

Chen Moxu's face darkened, pursed his lips, and said again: "Then let Ling Nie, the general of the Protector of the Country, also go with him, Ling Nie is Ling Luo's biological father......"

"Ling Nie doesn't have to." Xuanyuan Ze glanced at Chen Moxu lightly, and said coldly, "This is what the queen mother meant." ”

Another merciless slap in the face.

Chen Moxu couldn't even say anything to refute.

The most noble queen of the Jialan Empire, the Xiling family of the four glorious families of the Tianyuan Continent, does not have the right to put his beak.

“…… Be. ”

He can only be claimed to be like a useless minion.

In his life, Chen Moxu has never felt such a strong sense of frustration, let alone such a nest.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in Xijiu Kingdom, he had privately expressed his desire to marry Ling Luo.

Chen Moxu's body trembled, cold to the bone.

"Old Man Ling, please come here."

Xuanyuan Ze smiled and led the way in front very politely.

Chen Moxu followed behind, his eyes fell on the extravagant dowry that could not be seen at a glance, and his eyes were wide open.

It is really worthy of the prince's courtship, and this dowry, which stretches for ten miles, is enough to be worth the treasury harvest of Xijiu for three years.

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Holy Seminary College, Holy Flame Peak.

"You said Ze went to Xijiu Country?"

Ling Luo sat on the edge of the stone table in the courtyard and looked at Xuanyuan Yu opposite with a surprised expression.

"That's what Mother means." Xuanyuan Yu looked at his sweetheart opposite steadily, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes contained a three-point smile and seven points of doting, "Let's get married, Luo'er, your family must be present." ”

Ling Luo's heart was warm, and her beautiful eyes were shining.

She didn't expect that Yu could think so thoughtfully.

"Thank you, Yu."

"The two of us will be husband and wife soon, don't you think it's too much to say thank you to your husband?"

Xuanyuan Yu pretended to be displeased, wrapped his long arms, and habitually took her into his arms, with an extremely domineering posture.

Ling Luo smiled dumbly and said, "Okay, husband, I was wrong. ”

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Xuanyuan Yu nodded, and then very shamelessly put his handsome face to Ling Luo's mouth, the corners of his lips hooked an evil arc, hehe smiled, and said, "You know." ”

"Po(╯3╰)"

She has become accustomed to someone's frequent kissing.

"By the way, my family, if you come to our wedding, grandpa alone is enough."

In this life, in that Ling Mansion, she didn't experience much family warmth.

Those who should be called fathers, sisters, and brothers are not even as good as ordinary passers-by.