Chapter Seventy-Eight: It's Time to Get Married
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Song Wan'er looked at Mu Ziping's single leg, and her disdainful gaze was very obvious.
"That'...... I'll hire a few more guards, and I'll do the trick. Mu Ziping's tone was slightly weak.
"It's so convenient for them to kill and rob goods on the way." Song Wan'er said.
Should...... No way?
Hearing Song Wan'er say this, Mu Ziping also felt a little dangerous, the key is that he only has one leg now, if he really encounters danger, there is really nowhere to run.
Song Wan'er looked at Mu Ziping, who was depressed by the blow, and showed a smug smile in her heart.
I don't know if it's because of her sleep along the way, after returning to Youzhou this time, Brother Mo directly left her in the Wuwang Mansion and didn't tell her anything, but the Wu Wangye and the Wu Princess were not in the palace, Song Wan'er really felt lonely.
If Uncle Mu leaves, wouldn't she be the only one in such a huge Martial King Mansion, that wouldn't be the only one.
"Wan'er girl, I really didn't expect that Mo Boy would be such an identity, the prince of Wuwang, the future master of the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun, you really found a good husband." Mu Ziping's tone was teasing, and in the depths of his eyes, he was a little worried, looking at Song Wan'er's eyes full of concern.
"Brother Mo is the son of King Wu, and I am still a disciple of the national teacher, Uncle Mu, don't worry, the two of us are married." Song Wan'er said.
Mu Ziping made fun of the stinky girl in front of him for a few words, and when he heard her narcissistic words, the worry in his heart was put down, knowing that Song Wan'er had the identity of a disciple of the national teacher, even if Yunmo bullied the girl in the future, there would be someone who could stand up for the girl.
"Girl, can't you really let me go?" Mu Ziping asked without giving up.
Song Wan'er shook her head firmly.
This kind of dialogue has to be staged almost every day, and the guards of the Wuwang Mansion have also changed from nervous at the beginning to their current habits, and they are not worried that Mu Ziping will leave by himself.
Time passed quickly in the mutual "torture" of the two people, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed since the two returned to Youzhou City.
"Master Song." Little Beanzi walked over with a smile on her face, holding a thick stack of things in her hand.
Song Wan'er kindly reached out to help him take some.
"Thank you, Master Song." Xiaodouzi said immediately.
Mu Ziping casually picked up a book from the table and flipped through it, and found that it was full of clothes with complicated patterns, and the style looked a little weird, as if it was ......
"Wan'er girl, why do they call you Master Song." Mu Ziping asked while thinking about the strange thoughts that had just flashed in his mind.
Song Wan'er's expression was stunned when she heard this, yes, in the past, it was only Dark Qi that they opened their mouths to call her master, but now why Xiaodouzi and Liuzhou and others also began to call her Master Song?
"Master Song is about to marry my master, and then she will be our master." Little Beanzi laughed.
Big wedding?
Who?
Song Wan'er felt as if she had heard some terrible news just now.
"Smack!" One of the albums in Mu Ziping's hand did not hold it steadily, and fell to the ground, waking up the two people who were in a daze.
"Xiaodouzi, do you mean that His Royal Highness and Wan'er are getting married?" Mu Ziping's voice was a little illusory.
"Hmm." Little Bean nodded, yes, that's it.
"It's going to be a big wedding, how come I don't know." Song Wan'er finally woke up completely from her stunned, and after the shock, her face was full of anger, and the flame of anger in her heart was burning, "I'm actually going to get married, but I don't know ......"
"Master Song, don't you know?" As Xiao Douzi spoke, he silently took a few steps back, inexplicably feeling that Master Song in front of him was a little dangerous.
Of course she didn't know, she had been recuperating all the time, Yunmo had been busy disappearing these days, and Liuzhou and Zuo Ming were also gone, she thought they were busy cleaning up the mess caused by Ziyun Town, who knew that they were actually preparing for such a big thing.
Song Wan'er's face was angry, and there was an indescribable grievance in her heart.
"But...... But the wedding cards have been sent out, and the people from the affiliated cities of Youzhou are also rushing here, Master Song, didn't the master tell you? Little Bean pointed to the thick booklets on the table.
There are styles of wedding clothes in the booklet, as well as a list of invitations, most of the trivial things, the housekeeper of the Wuwang Mansion has already solved them, but there are some personal things that still need to be seen by Song Wan'er herself, so Xiaodouzi came over with these things to ask.
"He told me? He didn't say it, he didn't even ask my opinion, such a big thing has been decided, it's just ......" Song Wan'er was angry and didn't know what to say.
"Ahem......" Mu Ziping cleared his throat.
"I didn't say you, what are you coughing about?" Song Wan'er was slightly short-tempered.
"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......" Mu Ziping choked on a mouthful of water, and suddenly coughed violently, and the yard was quiet, except for his cough, there was no other sound.
Song Wan'er realized that the people she was serving just now were still missing at the moment.
"You won't agree?" A deep and magnetic voice sounded behind him, and he looked at Song Wan'er with burning eyes.
The eyes were dark and bottomless, and the light in them made people dare not look directly.
Song Wan'er was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, and she didn't dare to look directly into Yunmo's eyes, "You haven't asked my opinion?" ”
Yunmo raised his eyebrows, "I'm asking you right now." ”
Song Wan'er pursed her lips, slandering in her heart, the wedding card or something had already been sent, and now the people in the entire Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun knew that their Royal Highness the prince was going to get married, let her say, what could she say?
Yunmo took a few steps forward, reached out and touched Song Wan'er's hand, sensing the coolness on her hand, and touched her eyebrows slightly, "Where's the cloak?" ”
Dark Seven followed behind Yunmo, holding a snow-white cloak in his hand, and immediately sent it up when he heard the words, he had been preparing for a long time, the weather was a little cold, Master Song didn't like to stay in the house, he liked to come out, they couldn't control it, and only the master could take care of it.
Song Wan'er pouted, "I'm in good health." Having said that, he was still very obedient, and obediently put on the fur fur, and the whole person was surrounded by snow-white fur, and he looked more and more delicate.
Yunmo rubbed Song Wan'er's face, her face was still a little pale, and her voice was faintly distressed, "You don't have to worry about anything, just take care of your body." ”
Song Wan'er's cheeks were stained with a faint flush, but she looked much better than her slightly pale face just now, the whole person was taken into Yunmo's arms, the wind was blowing, it was a little cold outside, and the two of them walked towards the house hand in hand. (To be continued.) )