163. Daiki

"And then?" Qi Kite leaned on Danqing, holding a soft pillow in her hand, and looked at the delicate warbler holding the cloak opposite without blinking. On the Huangquan Road, the Lechuan River, and the Nai He Bridge, it turns out that Jiao Ying used to be the Meng Po there.

And then? Jiao Ying smiled, leaned down, and stretched out her hand to point out. "If the little lord still wants to hear it, then let Danqing talk about it, the palace master is still waiting outside." With that, she walked out without looking back.

The little girl expressed great interest in how this story went, so she turned her head and looked at Danqing with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, and she didn't speak, just this poor baba, if you don't tell me, I'll cry to show you.

Danqing saw her like this, how could she not agree. She was originally the person next to the person who was in charge of Si Xuan, and Si Xuan was in charge of the origin of all beings in the demon world, so she naturally knew the story of Jiao Ying. "The little lord has to rest obediently after listening to it, it's windy outside, and I don't know if it will snow after a while, it's very cold."

Qi Kite nodded hurriedly, for fear that after this point, she would not be able to listen to the story anymore. Anyway, she was just bored and wanted to get up and go out for a walk, and now it would be a good choice to stay in the house and listen to the story.

Jiao Ying sent Nian'er away, but she remembered what Nian'er said...... "There is a broken edge mirror in the hand of the person in charge of Sixuan, and you can see what happened to them before they came to the Demon Realm, because Jiao Ying is a Dharma protector position, so Danqing deliberately paid more attention to it.

"Mother, you are exactly the same as the person in Daddy's drawing." Nian'er's voice with a milky voice is soft, making people want to hold her in her arms and ravage her. Jiao Ying thought about it, and looked back, the reincarnation path behind her was full of ghosts that had gone to reincarnation, countless, but the little girl who looked like a ball was nowhere to be found.

It looks like I've entered reincarnation...... Jiao Ying lowered her head, a pair of slender hands stirred in front of her abdomen, and the silk handkerchief was twisted by her to change her appearance. Nian'er, why does it make her feel reluctant? "That's it, Feng Ce won't enter the underworld, but alas, even if I am Meng Po, there is nothing I can do about him."

Four years in the underworld, eighty years have already passed in the mortal world, and when she left, Feng Ce happened to be the general of the soldiers and horses, and he was the youngest general of the Qi country. At that time, there was no girl who did not envy her, and the city lord of Qinzhou City had the foresight to save the down-and-out Feng Ce, which was set for his daughter to have this peerless marriage.

Yes, Feng Ce is young and promising, and he is handsome, isn't he the object of a girl's spring? Jiaoying was waiting for the boudoir at that time, and the sisters next door came to add makeup to her, and they inevitably had to make a joke, and the words were inseparable from Feng Ce, that is, her future husband.

Later, after January, the city lord's mansion came up to welcome the relatives, the red sedan chair, followed by the blowing and beating people, it was a festive appearance. The bride hugged her into the sedan chair and said goodbye to her parents before parting.

"Ah Ying, thank you for my father's fifteen years of nurturing." Jiao Ying was covered with a hijab on her head, and she couldn't see anything, so she could only be taken by the bride to salute together. She has no mother since she was a child, and her father alone pulled her up.

After the ceremony is over, it is natural to get on the sedan chair. I don't know how much cotton is padded in the sedan chair, which is soft and soft, and there is no one at all. is about to get married, and she will soon have to take the surname of the Feng family, from the eldest lady of the He family to Mrs. Feng.

"Stop the car!" The Castle Lord's Mansion is not very far from the General's Annex, where the wedding will be held, but it will be there in a while. Jiao Ying couldn't get out of the sedan chair yet, she had to wait for the groom to kick the sedan door.

Feng Ce, the boy she has liked since she was a child, is now finally going to be her husband? Jiao Ying, she will definitely teach her husband and children well, and she will be in harmony with Feng Ceqinse, so she will live a life of affection and love.

After waiting for a while, I still didn't see the kicking car door, Jiao Ying was a little anxious, couldn't it be that someone was pouring wine and didn't let me come? She gently lifted the corner of the sedan curtain, and her personal maid Begonia stood outside. "Begonia, go and see, why hasn't the general come out yet, is something wrong?"

Begonia has served her since she was a child, and she is also dedicated to Jiaoying. She also wondered, why didn't her uncle come out yet? Xi Niang and a few palanquin bearers also only lowered their heads and did not speak, which was strange. "Yes, Begonia will go." Although the bride's bridal maid stepped into the door in advance was a little unruly, but you can't keep the young lady waiting here, right?

They are not afraid to miss the auspicious time!

commanded Begonia, Jiao Ying was still a little flustered. It stands to reason that this is impossible, but the sedan chair is all about the hour, how can the bride stay in the sedan chair all the time? She held an apple in her hand, and the sweat in her palm stained the apple slippery.

At this moment, the car door was kicked twice, but it was very light and light, but Jiao Ying still noticed it, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it's good to come, maybe something is delayed. was full of joy waiting for her husband to welcome her off the sedan chair, but what she didn't want to smell was a smell of fat powder.

Jiao Ying is more sensitive to these things, she has always only used her own makeup powder, no matter how expensive it is to buy outside, she always feels very uncomfortable smelling her nose. How does this taste like fat powder? Before he had time to think about it, a woman's voice came.

"This is the daughter of the city lord of Qinzhou City?" is delicate and tactful, but it is a little tougher than Jiao Ying.

"Back to Your Highness, it is the daughter of the He family, He Jiaoying." This time it was the bride who spoke! When the bride welcomes her to the sedan chair, she has to recite some auspicious words, so Jiao Ying is not unfamiliar with her voice.

Why are there women in the last days? How could Xi Niang follow that woman and treat her like this? Although Jiao Ying has a soft and waxy temperament, she can't help but be stepped on by others, and even if she lifts her hijab to see what is going on.

But I don't want to see her handsome husband, only a beautiful woman who is also wearing a red wedding dress. She has heavy makeup on her face and a bewitching figure, which is many times more beautiful than the young warbler.

"Who are you? What about the generals? Gradually, she began to realize that something was wrong.

The woman smiled coquettishly, and her laughter was as crisp and pleasant as a silver bell. "Who am I? You little pariah, who is to know who I am. "Although Jiao Ying is the daughter of the city lord, she has no title, and she is no different from ordinary people.

Xi Niang flatteringly responded: "No, the daughter of the city lord is so rude to the eldest princess of Daqi, and I don't know how the city lord taught her, sure enough, if you don't have a mother, you don't have a culture." Her tone was full of disdain for the warbler.

Every word is stabbed in Jiao Ying's heart like a sharp sword, others can say that she is not good, she will listen humbly, but she absolutely cannot tolerate someone talking about her deceased mother. Jiao Ying got up, couldn't take care of the apple in her hand, and slapped her hard, slapping the bride into a daze. (To be continued.) )