"Humph!" Pei Huan raised his leg and kicked Ah Qing in the stomach, and Ah Qing's whole person was kicked away directly. (.？。

He said coldly, word by word: "Dongfang Xuejian, this prince asked you, what kind of wedding!" What have you all done to Sister Ling Wei! ”

Dongfang Xue had already looked at him with tears in her eyes, but it didn't work at all.

Brother Prince is really too ruthless, Dongfang Xue saw the sadness in his heart!

It's really heartbreaking.

Pei Huan looked at her and cried, but didn't say comfort, but looked at her coldly: "Even if you cry blindly, this prince will spare you?" Tell me quickly, did you hurt my sister Ling Wei! ”

Dongfang Xuejian's heart rose to his throat, admitting that it was impossible.

Just as she opened her mouth to speak, the sound of gongs and drums sounded from the side door.

The tone is very sad, and it sounds like it makes people panic.

Why does this sound feel so wrong?

Dongfang Lingwei was a little speechless, Emma, she actually played the funeral music and the wedding march together, and she was drunk when she thought about it.

No wonder she thinks it's so ugly!

Pei Huan raised his eyes, frowned towards the side door, and saw actually flying paper money.

The paper money of Jin ** floated in the air, and finally landed on the black coffin.

It is very strange that the black coffin is covered with a red silk cloth.

The four palanquin men were wearing black filial piety clothes, and Pei Huan's face was quite ugly.

I was wondering what was going on, when I heard a trumpet sound.

Then, the matchmaker in a bright red dress reached out and twisted her ass towards the main hall.

"What's going on?" Pei Huan's expression was a hint of inquiry.

The atmosphere was weird, and he didn't know what to do, so he walked towards the group.

It's just that he didn't expect that the people who carried the coffin didn't seem to see him, so they went straight to the main hall, and there happened to be a black coffin in that room, and there was also a big red silk cloth on it.

It's just that the coffin is open, and he can't see the contents clearly when he stands so far away.

Could it be that ...... Sister Ling Wei?

"Ling Wei!"

After chanting, Pei Huan hurriedly followed the group of people to the house.

But it's so strange that I didn't see the second master, Dongfang Ran.

Ling Wei's grandfather, Dongfang Qing, has not come back yet, they dare to get married!

Just when Pei Huan wanted to follow the black coffin into it, a strange huge force stopped him, and he couldn't see it clearly, and he couldn't get in.

The whole person was blocked at the door, with a cold face, Pei Huan scolded angrily: "Dongfang Xuejian, you must give this prince an explanation!" ”

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't you understand folk customs? This is for Miss Nine, who has not yet left the cabinet, and promised a secret marriage! Dongfang Lingwei pretended to interject smartly.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Xuejian really couldn't stand it.

Raising her hand, a red vermilion silk flew out of her hand, flying towards Dongfang Ling Wei with strong force.

"Yuzhi, you're really bold enough! Who made you talkative! ”

Her eyes were bright, revealing anger.

The white jade-like skin is better than snow, and it is slightly revealing a faint pink.

Apparently also.

"Miss, it's Jin Zhi's mistake!" Dongfang Ling Wei trembled, but she couldn't move, she could only watch as Hong Aya rushed towards her, with a momentum that could not be avoided.

Red Aya is the spirit of Dongfang Yukimi, it is a red vermilion Aya, very strange, right?

She can actually dance the red silk so well, if it is someone else's turn, I am afraid that she will be a waste material spirit.

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