Chapter 012: A chill

Qiandiewu stood in the hall and waited for a long time before she started to worship the hall, and her feet were numb, but she heard a lot of rustling sounds on the scene, and when she learned that the emperor was also at the scene, she was tense, even if her legs were tired, she had to stand up.

The auspicious time has passed, the sun is setting, and night will soon fall.

"Father, Ji Mo Wuxuan is too arrogant, he dares to let you wait for him for so long, and his son will escort him here." The youngest son of the emperor, Xiahou Huang, the seventh prince, was impatient, slapped the table angrily and stood up, threatening to take Jimo Wuxuan into custody.

Before the emperor could speak, the other princes had already persuaded the seventh prince.

"Seventh Emperor Brother, don't forget, this is Mo Castle, you wait patiently."

"Father is not in a hurry, what are you anxious about?"

The emperor looked very patient, took a sip of tea slowly, and then ordered majestically: "Stay for me, you are not allowed to go anywhere." ”

"Yes." Xiahou Huang didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and obediently sat back in his position, no matter how irritable he was, he had to be patient and wait, and pressed all his dissatisfaction to the bottom of his heart.

Qian Diewu heard this clearly, and wondered in her heart, she really couldn't figure out who the two castle lords of Mo Castle were, and even the emperor gave three points.

At this moment, Jimo Wuming pushed Jimo Wuxuan, who was in a wheelchair, into the hall, pushed the wheelchair to Qiandiewu's side, and then stopped, and did not salute the emperor, but apologized to everyone, "I'm really sorry, I've kept everyone waiting, I'm sorry." ”

However, although these words were apologetic, there was no trace of apology in the tone of the speaker, and anyone could hear that it was just perfunctory words.

Most of the people at the scene are dignitaries, people with heads and faces, and the emperor and the princes are also among them, but they don't dare to have any opinions on Jimo Wuming's words, just silently, and the appearance of Jimo Wuming and Jimo Wuxuan makes the atmosphere very stiff, and there was originally a bit of a rustling sound, but now there is nothing, and it is terrifyingly quiet.

Although Qiandiewu covered her head, she could still see something from below, because she couldn't move, so she couldn't see Jimo Wuxuan's face, at most she could only see his hand, I don't know what Lu Dao was for, staying by this person's side, a chill inexplicably skewed out of her body, and she trembled in her heart.

After a long time, the emperor broke the silence and spoke kindly, "It's okay, since you're here, let's start worshipping the church, this auspicious time has passed for a long time, and it will be unlucky not to worship the church again." ”

Jimo Wuxuan didn't say a word from beginning to end, just sat in a wheelchair and didn't move, as if he had a breath of death from hell on his body, his eyes did not have a certain focus, and only after a long time did a cold sentence come out, "Start worshipping." ”

When Manager Xu heard this order, he shouted loudly, "Worship heaven and earth." ”

Xi Po helped the thousand butterflies dance and took her to the church.

Thousand Butterfly Dance did not refuse, everything was done according to the instructions, and when the 'husband and wife worshipped', her heart seemed to be pressed with a big stone, so heavy.

"Send it to the cave."

After worshipping the church, Xi Po helped the Thousand Butterflies Dance to stand and sent her to the wedding room.

Thousand Butterfly Dance was so tired that she couldn't stand still, so she obediently followed Xi Po, wanting to find a place to sit down and rest as soon as possible.

As soon as the bride left, the atmosphere of the scene became even more rigid, as if covered by a thin layer of ice.

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