The third day of October in the third year of Daxing

A problem that had been bothering the ministers of the Akino Country for a long time was finally resolved. Their daimyo finally got married today, and they were a little worried about whether their daimyo would be bad there. Of course, they also thought that the daimyo was not good for women, although the daimyo would occasionally praise those plump beauties with appreciative eyes, but who knows, this is not a disguise for the daimyo to hide his preference for Longyang.

Otherwise, why would the daimyo not marry for a long time? Why do you always have to deal with the peerless beauty around you, Miss Tsuiko? However, it doesn't matter whether the daimyo likes men or women. As long as the daimyo marries, it is enough to leave his heirs. Otherwise, if the daimyo dies before the great cause is completed, the glory of the autumn country will be ruined. It's not what they want to see.

So they just need a successor just in case.

.....

Because the long-awaited event is finally half done. Therefore, the ministers who drank in the main hall inevitably drank more. The voice of the conversation inevitably raised a little. Some ministers are either because of their own duties or trivial matters in their lives. The contradictions that have been accumulating, so the voices in the hall can't help but be a little mixed and noisy.

Makoto Gray Yuan has always been happy, and he is not used to being stunned on this occasion. Although he had the heart to reprimand them, today was his day of great joy after all. I didn't say anything, just let them relax and vent. It's better than stabbing oneself when you endure it to the extreme.

However, where he is, they will also be afraid, so after a brief explanation, Makoto Gray Yuan left the wedding banquet. I thought to myself, let them be presumptuous for a night.

Makoto Ashara, who had left the wedding banquet, walked towards the room where the bride was. Please don't get me wrong, Makoto Gray Yuan is not in a hurry to enter the cave room because he has been single for a long time. After all, just by virtue of his status as a big name and a very rich name, if he wants to do it all these years, then the so-called three palaces and six courts, well, this may not work, the beautiful and super strong Cuizi may use a double knife to slash him.......

When he opened the door, Makoto Gray Hara saw that Kiyoshi Miyamoto, who was the bride, was already kneeling in front of the door of the room, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Daimyo....." Seeing that it was Makoto Gray Yuan walking in, Miyamoto Kiyoshi was a little sluggish and then came back to his senses before he remembered to greet him, but before he finished speaking, Makoto Ashbara's hands were pressed on her shoulders. Then she heard the words of Makoto Ashara, who lowered his head slightly.

"Now, we are married, you should change your name and call me afraid of your husband."

The voice is a little low, but it can make people feel a little gentle. Looking at Makoto Ashara's smile, Miyamoto Kiyoshi made such a judgment...... What the hell!

How can this guy be such a gentle person, Yinmou, there must be Yinmou in it. Scold! Although I can't beat you, but I want to yin my Miyamoto Qing, it's a dream! I think that the old Musashi priest wanted to trap me, but it wasn't that I was given a place to die without a burial, and all the preparations were all mine in the end.

If it weren't for my stupid brother! Who would marry a hairy kid like you.

......

It turned out that the original high priest of Musashi accepted Miyamoto Kiyoshi as an apprentice, because he fell in love with Miyamoto Kiyoshi's cultivation talent. I plan to use secret techniques to take away Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

But what she didn't expect was that Miyamoto Qing was a cultivation genius who was hard to find even in the high world. It belongs to a peerless immortal talent who can cultivate immortals by any sect of cultivating immortals.

As a result, Musashi's sacrifice failed, and her soul was bound in the sea of her soul by Miyamoto Kiyoshi. Kiyoshi Miyamoto got everything she wanted in the sea of souls, especially the power and power she wanted the most.

Miyamoto Kiyoshi has not been treated by her biological father and mother since she was born, and she is often bullied. And the saddest thing for her is undoubtedly her mother's ignoring attitude and annoying gaze when she is sad and painful when she looks for her mother's coquettishness. She hated this, she started to run away, she started to hide. But even so, those people will always find her. In the midst of ridicule, disdain, and disgust, the young Miyamoto Kiyoshi slowly learned to protect himself.

But fortunately, her half-brother still cares about her very much. Although in fact it is useless, it undoubtedly makes Miyamoto Kiyoshi feel that warmth.

However, the brother she had always cherished eventually changed, and he betrayed her.

What Seven Nights Daimyo is brave and unparalleled, and the young talent and her Miyamoto Kiyoshi are a good match that is hard to find. Heh, it's all bullshit.

She was really sad, why was her brother so stupid, why did she hold the power at the top of Musashi Kingdom? And why do you travel everywhere? And why did you go to great lengths to come up with a policy that suited Musashi?

What exactly is she for?

Miyamoto Kiyoshi knows that her brother Takeshi Miyamoto knows everything.

From the moment she knew that Nanaya Daimyo had offered to marry him, and her brother's slightly evasive eyes. Kiyoshi Miyamoto already understood everything.

He was scared, he didn't believe in himself anymore, heh, maybe he never believed in himself. Let's go! Just play to yourself!

So with a slightly self-deprecating smile, Miyamoto Kiyoshi agreed to the marriage. This will be the last thing she will do for Takeshi Miyamoto.......

.........

"Yes, husband." Miyamoto Kiyoshi then changed his tune. It's just that his voice is such a soft and tactful voice, with his beautiful face, what a charm it is, I still feel sorry for it.

At least Makoto Gray Yuan likes it very much, but he knows that this appearance is not the real appearance of the beauty in front of him. After all, the people of Musashi Kingdom know that their princess not only leads Huang on the left, but also shoots the big demon with a bow on the right. What a hero! Otherwise, with the supreme beauty of the princess, she would not have been a yellow flower girl for more than 20 years.

"I've been sitting for a long time, let's start resting." Kneeling is very tiring, and even if you get used to it, it will still be sore and painful after sitting for a long time. Therefore, Makoto Gray Yuan will help Miyamoto Kiyoshi up and walk towards the bed.

"Hmm." Miyamoto Kiyoshi did not resist, but obediently obeyed. followed Makoto Gray Yuan into the bed.

Miyamoto Kiyoshi first entered the quilt, and then saw Makoto Gray Hara start to take off his clothes, Miyamoto Kiyoshi became a little nervous. Although she has accepted her fate. But she thought that after a while, she would do the same thing as in those shy atlases. She felt her face start to heat and turn red without even thinking about it. She hurriedly put the quilt over her head. Hide your embarrassment, and listen to the sound of Makoto Gray Hara constantly squirming and undressing outside. My heart was beating faster and faster, and my heart was getting more and more flustered.

Finally, Makoto Grayhara, who didn't know the complex changes in Miyamoto Kiyoshi's psychology, also climbed into the bed. Miyamoto Kiyoshi secretly looked at Makoto Ashbara, only to see him snap his fingers, and the whole room went dark.

And Miyamoto Kiyoshi could feel Makoto Grayhara's slightly hot hands caressing her whole body. Feel the sound of each other's breathing and the strange sense of touch. Miyamoto Kiyoshi unconsciously made some noises.

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(I don't have any culture, and Baidu can't use it well.) I can't find out how the country got married in that era for a long time. What are the rules? I don't know if they were sleeping on the floor or in the bed at that time. The book sleeps on the floor.

And now it's really tiring to write a book, and I can't use a lot of words, so I won't be reported at this level, right? ）