But this big wedding always has to continue, Wen Bai had to smile and come out of the round and said: "Xi Po, this Nine Princes Mansion is different from ordinary people, it should be the princess who is in charge, you continue to be." ”

Xi Po quietly glanced at the Nine Princes, and saw that the Nine Princes' faces were as usual, and there was nothing displeased, so they had to continue.

"Please get off the sedan chair!"

Only then did Jin Chenxuan stretch out his hand, grabbed the little girl with the phoenix crown in the sedan chair, and hugged the person out.

Hold on, and don't let go.

Xi Po is desperate, this person is holding the bride, but how can he let the bride cross the brazier?

"Lord, it's time for the bride to cross the brazier, this ......"

"It's okay, I'll take her across."

Xi Po wants to cry without tears.

What is this called, how can anyone hold the bride across the brazier!

Wen Bai was silent, and quietly added a handful of dirt to the brazier.

said that it was a brazier, but it was just a carbon brazier burning with a trace of sparks, and Wen Bai added a lot of soil to the brazier, and now the brazier, even if you step into it, there will be no accidents.

The Nine Princes hugged their delicate and soft bride, and under the reminder of Wen Bai, they raised their feet and stepped over the brazier, and carried the little girl into the Nine Princes' Mansion.

In the high position, the two of them sat down early, the emperor and Concubine Xun.

The wedding of the Nine Princes turned out to be the presence of the Holy Lord.

Concubine Xun is still not salty, and it seems that she has never paid attention to this son.

If it was in the past, Jin Chenxuan would definitely not care about the two people in this high position, even if he got married, he would not give these two people a good look.

It's just that since Concubine Xun was exposed by Mo Dong'er last time, Jin Chenxuan, who was cold to Concubine Xun, has not been close to his mother, but at least now he can greet him with a respectful courtesy. When I am free, I will be dragged by the little girl to Concubine Xun's palace to talk to Concubine Xun.

Although he only listened to it on one side most of the time, listening to Mo Dong'er pulling Concubine Xun's mother, Jin Chenxuan's heart had lost a lot of mustard in the past.

At first, Concubine Xun was not used to it, and she was lonely in the palace for too long, and she didn't know what it was like to chat with others. What's more, this palace is full of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, and they may be caught by others in a word, how can they chat unscrupulously?

But Mo Dong'er pulled Concubine Xun Niangniang, and didn't talk about anything else, just chatting about some common words, talking about what was delicious in the palace, what flowers were good-looking, chatting about the rare things in the little palace maid's mouth, and then pulling Concubine Xun Niangniang, and asking Jin Chenxuan about when he was a child.

As soon as these common words came out, they talked about some interesting things, how could Concubine Xun be able to withstand such a cute little girl?

This person, as soon as he opened the chatterbox, he couldn't hold it anymore, and he came and went, Concubine Xun actually met Mo Dong'er late, and almost became a handkerchief friend!

Jin Chenxuan saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly interrupted the trend of the two of them developing towards the friendship of handkerchiefs, and said with a dark face: "Mother, this is your daughter-in-law!" ”

A mother concubine blurted out.

The Ninth Master of the Killing God in Northern Xinjiang is considered to have called out a mother concubine most naturally since he became an adult.

The ninth prince spoke, which stopped the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law from seeing each other late.

Now, the big wedding.

When the ninth prince saw Concubine Xun, he nodded very naturally and called, "Mother concubine." ”

The intimacy made the guests who came to the Nine Kings Mansion to watch the ceremony shocked.

Immediately facing the emperor, Jin Chenxuan put down the little girl in his arms, took the little girl's hand, and made a gesture to kneel.

"You are getting married today, you don't need to be polite, get up."

"The retainers obey."

"Holy Lord, the auspicious time has come!"

The emperor nodded, "Let's start." ”

"The old minister obeys." Today's singer is not an ordinary person, it is Prime Minister Hua.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

"Licheng! Send it to the cave room! ”

Immediately, there was some cheering all around.

In the end, it is the killing god of Northern Xinjiang, even if it has been silent for a long time, no one dares not to give the face of the Nine Princes.

In this capital, it is unpredictable, and no one dares to decide who is the winner until the end.

Jin Chenxuan pulled Mo Dong'er, ignoring the hustle and bustle of the guests, left everyone in the front yard to greet Wen Bai, and led Mo Dong'er all the way back to Shen Huiju.

Shen Hui Ju, a new look!

Different from the cold and hard monotonous colors in the past, Shen Huiju at this moment is full of bright red.

Mo Dong'er was obediently led by the man, and the little girl under the red hijab stepped on the red carpet under her feet, and her eyes were all red.

Along the way, under the red hijab, she could only see the road under her feet through the gap in the hijab.

All the way, it is all red, and it is extremely eye-catching.

The little girl pinched the red apple in her hand and laughed quietly.

This man is attentive.

Northern.

Yan Er took care of Mo Nian, who couldn't move around, for a few days, and when Mo Nian's injuries improved slightly, he returned to the camp with Mo Nian on his back, and for a while, the camp was full of cold and warmth.

General Beiyuan hurriedly put down the letter that was about to be sent back to Beijing, announcing that Mo Nian was dead, and hurried over, and said with great joy: "Mo Nian! You're alive! ”

Mo Nian lay on Yan Er's back, grinning with white teeth and smiling: "Let the general worry, I'm still alive." ”

Yan Er angrily shook the little boy on his back, directly bypassed General Beiyuan, and carried the little boy back to Mo Nian's camp.

General Beiyuan choked and just wanted to catch up, but was stopped by his master.

General Beiyuan: "He ......"

The master persuaded in a low voice: "General, it is still unknown whether Mo Nian got that thing." This army favors this young man a few points, Mo Nian almost lost his life because of this, and it is normal for the second master to have a grudge in his belly. ”

"It's good to be alive." General Beiyuan sighed, hesitated for a while, and said, "I'm only worried about that thing......"

"Don't worry, general, I look at Mo Nian's face is no different, and he has succeeded in comparison."

"Why did the master say this?"

The master stroked his beard, his face was unfathomable, "If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely feel guilty if you lose something." But just now, Mo Nian's eyebrows were full of smiles and openness, not like he had lost his hand. ”

"Then why didn't he give it to me?"

"The general is not in a hurry, Mo Nian is looking for something for the general, but he will not give up if he loses his life, if he gets something, he will definitely send it to the general."

General Beiyuan thought for a while, and felt that his master's words were reasonable, so he didn't think about it anymore, sighed, and turned back to the general's tent.

Zhang Ziqi has been on the front line for a while, urging him to send troops here to meet the battle, and he is also restless in the rear of northern Xinjiang.

Let's destroy the letter on the table that almost passed to Master Mo first.

Mo Nian didn't know that Zhang Ziqi had come, but he went to the front line as soon as he came, so he couldn't meet Zhang Ziqiao.

It's just that Zhang Ziqiao heard the news of Mo Nian's accident, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurried back to the camp from the cold city in front of him.

Zhang Ziqiao, who was eight feet tall and dressed in armor, rode into the camp on a war horse, and the young general guarding the door behind him shouted: "Captain Zhang! Don't run horses in the camp! Zhang Duwei! Dismount quickly! ”

Zhang Ziqiao's movement, the startled General Beiyuan hurriedly rushed out, and when he saw that only Zhang Ziqiao was coming, he was shocked!

Could it be that it is the front, and it has been lost again?

"Duwei Zhang, you came in a hurry, but you ...... ago"

"Don't talk nonsense, what about Mo Nian?"

"Mo Nian?"

Zhang Duwei was in a hurry, and reached out and grabbed General Beiyuan's collar.

The master was shocked: "General! ”

Zhang Ziqiao asked again: "Where is Mo Nian?" ”

Yan Er rushed over when he heard the sound, and when he looked closely, he was still an acquaintance.

But shouldn't Zhang Duwei be guarding the cold city?

Yan Er's heart tightened, and he called: "Duwei Zhang? ”

Zhang Ziqi naturally had to give Yan Er face, and nodded, "Second master." ”

It's really Captain Zhang! Could it be that the cold city has also been lost?

General Beiyuan eased his nerves and said, "Mo Nian is in his tent." ”

Zhang Ziqi threw General Beiyuan at this time, let go of his hand, and said, "Lead the way." ”

Yan Er was stunned, "Zhang Duwei came to find Mo Nian specifically?" ”

"Hmm."

"Then Lieutenant, please come with me, I just happened to be looking for Mo Nian."

Hearing that Mo Nian was still in the camp, Zhang Ziqiao was relieved and nodded.

"Zhang Duwei knows Mo Nian?"

"Well, I heard that something happened to him, so I came over to take a look."

Yan Er raised his eyebrows, Zhang Ziqi is the ninth master's person. Now that this person knows Mo Nian and is so nervous about Mo Nian, Mo Nian's identity is not simple.

In other words, Mo Nian's master is not simple.

In the tent, the young man was standing on the table, trying to pour himself a glass of water.

"Little Master Mo."

The little boy turned his head when he heard this, and immediately laughed, "Zhang Gongzi." ”

Seeing Mo Nian himself, Zhang Ziqi's heart that had been hanging all the way finally fell to the ground completely, "It's okay if you have nothing to do." ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Mo Nian even patted his thin chest, and this force made him choke and cough a few times.

"Ahem, ahem."

"Little Master Mo." Zhang Ziqiao hurriedly greeted him and poured a glass of water for the little boy, "Drink some water." “

Yan Er stood at the door of the tent, just looking at the two inside, and did not enter.

Zhang Duwei was too concerned about Mo Nian. And Zhang Duwei's words and deeds are not like he is afraid of the master behind Mo Nian, but more like respecting Mo Nian from the bottom of his heart.

can let Zhang Ziqiao, who has always been upright, rush back, Mo Nian's identity is really not simple.

Who is the master behind Mo Nian?

Also, the secret order given to him by the master to explain that he was taking care of Mo Nian was also very puzzled to him.

What kind of person can make his grandfather a little jealous and dare not act rashly.

Mo Nian caught a glimpse of Yan Er at the door out of the corner of his eye, but the little boy did not shy away from suspicion, and generously took out the small box he was desperately protecting from his arms.

Yan Er was stunned.

Mo Nian, did he not avoid Zhang Ziqiao? Isn't Zhang Ziqiao the master behind Mo Nian?

"Zhang Gongzi came at the right time." Mo Nian narrowed his bright eyes with a smile, "Mo Nian is worried that no one can help me with this." ”

"What's the matter with Little Master Mo, even if he is instructed to do so, he will go to the soup and fight the fire in the next place."

Yan Er also followed the little boy and squinted.