Qiao Le's thoughts were not over, but there were bursts of cheers from below the teahouse.

She raised her eyes and saw that it was the welcoming team of the Qi Palace.

On the long street, a group of musicians walked in the front, with instruments in their hands and playing melodies and tunes. Especially the two suona led by the leader, which are extremely outstanding.

As the saying goes, from the time your grandmother gets married, it blows until your grandson goes to the grave.

Rogue musical instruments, worthy of their name.

After the band, it's time for the official greeting procession.

On the tall horse, the king of Naqi was dressed in a big red wedding robe, wearing a brocade hat, and the big red brocade in front of him formed the most stark contrast with his gloomy face.

Although he was laughing, this laughing was more gloomy than crying.

Especially the thick dark circles under his eyes, which instantly made Qiao Le dream back to modern times.

I remembered the man known as the humanoid piledriver, the master of time management.

The moon doesn't sleep, he doesn't sleep, he's a bald little baby.

Ahem, as for what you're doing, you know everything......

As the old saying goes, there are clouds, the cave room spends candle nights, and the gold list is inscribed. Although this King of Qi is extravagant, he is quite happy to marry back two beautiful girls at once.

But......

According to Qiao Le's deep understanding of routines, the plot to be triggered next is that this thing will be killed on the spot.

Ahem, it's not enough to marry two, and the remaining one naturally can't be let go.

Don't ask her how she knows, just ask the heroine to trigger the plot 100%.

What's the plot?

Of course, her damn charm has nowhere to put it, which has attracted a lot of garbage villains to salivate, and they are rushing to possess her and force her, so what is her plot......

Well, if there is no plot, I Qiao Le jumped off the building on the spot.

Jun Yan: "It seems that you are very interested in getting married." ”

Keeping the poems in mind, Jun Yan also raised his eyes and followed Qiao Le's line of sight to look at the welcoming team below.

However, he soon discovered that Qiao Le was not looking at the pomp of the team, but the king of Qi with a high head and a pleasant expression.

Raising his hand, Jun Yan covered Qiao Le's eyes for a second.

Qiao Le: "??? ”

Just, quite suddenly......

Jun Yan: "A cripple, what's there to see?" ”

The young man said coldly, because he never thought that this girl would be able to look at the lame man in a trance.

The stunned eyes, seeing him on the spot, wanted to cut the lame man.

Qiao Le: "He marries, I don't look at what he sees?" Looking at you? ”

Raising his hand to hold Jun Yan's hand, Qiao Le couldn't cry or laugh.

Don't make a fuss.

It was hard to see an ancient wedding, and she still thought it was quite interesting......

Eh, why are you turning me......

In the next second, Qiao Le, who was originally facing downstairs, was successfully reversed.

One second she watched the wedding, and the next second she was miserable.

That's right, it's her.

But how did she know that she had been staring at King Qi, and finally got King Qi's feedback.

Because in the dictionary of King Qi, when a beauty looks at him, she loves him.

Especially, it's a big beauty like Qiao Le.

So he immediately raised his head with joy, and his face was full of gloom, revealing obvious longing.

However, what awaits him is not the picturesque Qiao Da Beauty, but a big slap formed in the void, invisible and intentional, and you may cry when you greet him.

Hold your breath, stare, and stare at ......

Syllable!

Finally, the slap slapped his terrified old face.

Look, what do you see?

So, Qiao Le, who was facing the wall, only heard a burst of exclamation, and the sound of the music stopped, and the screams began.

Qiao Le: "Jun Yan, what's going on down there?" ”

Jun Yan: "You ask me, who do I ask?" ”