Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the day of welcoming relatives has arrived.

On this day, the gongs and drums in front of the Thousand Kings' Mansion were noisy, and firecrackers were repeated.

Today was supposed to be a day of celebration, but because of the identity of the bride and groom, it was treated as an after-dinner joke.

Leng Hongyu, a famous waste firewood, a fat and ugly girl of two hundred catties, has no talent and no appearance.

Qi Guanyan, the third son of Qianwangfu, handsome and charming, mysterious and outstanding, killed his third wife.

With such a pair of 'beautiful people', the people of the city stretched their necks one by one, waiting to watch the play.

Bang –

The sedan chair fell to the ground heavily, rolling up a burst of dust, and people's eyes fell on the sedan chair.

"This weighs ......"

"It's really amazing that the sedan chair didn't fall apart. ”

"The auspicious time is almost over, but the door of the Thousand Kings' Mansion has not been opened for a long time, isn't the third prince going to withdraw from his family?"

Just as the people were talking, the door babbled open.

What came out was a minion, and the slave held a dead mouse in his hand and said: "The third prince has an order, when he welcomes his relatives, a dead mouse appears on the wedding couch, this is ominous, please go back!"

After saying that, the slave threw the dead mouse to the ground, and the people who watched the excitement were stunned for a moment, and then laughed like crazy.

"Haha~ I can't even enter the door, how ugly is Leng Hongyu? The third son is too lazy to kill her, and he probably won't be able to marry in this life!"

"The funniest thing is the dead mouse, this excuse is also absolutely amazing!"

"The third prince is handsome and talented, even if he has a wife, not everyone can marry, Leng Hongyu? The toad wants to eat swan meat. ”

......

The attitude of the Thousand Princes' Mansion, or the attitude of Qi Guanyan, the team of relatives looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

The Xi Po next to the sedan chair coughed embarrassedly: "That...... Since the third prince thinks it is unknown, then send the person back according to the third prince's wishes!"

Hearing this, the twelve sedan chair drivers hurriedly lifted the sedan chair, eager to disappear immediately, just because it was too embarrassing.

"Wait!"

There was a moving voice like a yellow warbler in the sedan chair, crisp and tactful, and the people around who watched the play were all stunned.

It's a great sound, it's just a pity......

The fat man of two hundred pounds, ugly and incompetent, blinded by the good voice that God gave her.

Leng Hongyu was dressed in a phoenix crown and walked out of the sedan chair clumsily.

Xi Po hurriedly spoke out to stop her: "Second Miss, I can't ...... it"

Leng Hongyu pushed away Xi Po's hand and walked over to the dead mouse with bulky steps.

"Rat, meaning rat, thief, thief, if it is a living rat or unlucky, but the 'rat generation' is dead, how can it be unlucky?

The bride got out of the sedan chair by herself, which made the eyes of the people watching the play widen, but Leng Hongyu's words made their jaws drop even more.

This counterattack, one word, high!

Qianwangfu threw out dead mice, and anyone with a long brain knew that the third prince intended to make things difficult.

Leng Hongyu's answer was absolutely unacceptable, and he threw the question back lightly, and people couldn't find words to refute it.

In the attic across the street, a man dressed in a fine costume, leaning lazily on the windowsill, a pair of deep eyes as cold as the night, and the corners of his mouth outlined a seemingly non-existent arc.

"Qiqi, your future master is a little interesting! Do you think she can walk into the gate of the Thousand Kings' Mansion today?"

Qiqi had a pair of charming eyes, a smile seduced the soul, she chuckled lightly, and said: "Why don't we make a bet, I bet that she can enter, and the loser unconditionally agrees to the other party's request, how about it?"

Qiqi revealed the identity of the man in one sentence.

It turned out that this person was the right minister who was as famous as Gu Xiangting.

The shepherd is only twenty-five years old, and he is cold by nature, and he is always cold, but he looks at his childhood sweetheart Qiqi differently.

Muju Jian raised his eyebrows, and whispered lazily: "How can the 'rat generation' be rampant, Qi Guanyan is eating Coptis chinensis today." ”

Qiqi hooked her lips charmingly: "The sins you have created, no matter how bitter you are, you have to eat them." ”

"Have you really thought about it?" Mu Juzhi said without a beginning or an end, but Qiqi knew it in his heart.

Qiqi nodded: "Mother's debt is repaid by her daughter, the kindness owed by her mother, I, as a daughter, have to repay it for her, besides, the water in Qianwangfu is very deep, and if you don't pay attention, you will be drowned, without me, she won't survive tonight." ”