Wearing this heavy wedding dress, not to mention the uncomfortable feeling of being restrained all over the body, the matchmaker's nagging is even more annoying like chanting.

"My eldest lady of the Tang family, it's wrong and wrong!" The matchmaker chattered impatiently.

Shu Qing pinched the three sticks of incense in his hand, under the red hijab, frowned, pursed the corners of his mouth, and didn't know whether to kneel or incense.

From the moment she just entered the door, she completely followed the guidance of the matchmaker, and finally got rid of the shackles of Penglai's etiquette, and now she has to suffer like this.

"That's enough, I'll do it." A deep, deep male voice rang out from beside her.

The speaker took the three sticks of incense from her hand, and she could feel the coldness of his fingertips, like icicles drawn from a three-foot cold cellar.

Even a dying person would never be so cold, this person looked like a living dead, and the thought of this couldn't help but make her shudder.

Shu Qing sent a breath of fairy qi out, and lifted the hijab slightly.

From the bottom, the hands were as thin as green onions, not at all like a man's hands.

"Chapel!" The matchmaker shouted, and a new round of challenges began......

The moonlight was silent, the night was like ink, the noise outside the door gradually faded, and all that remained was the sound of crickets.

I think the guests are almost there.

In the wedding room, the bride sat on the bed, surrounded by roasted seeds and fruits.

When she got bored, she casually touched a longan and began to peel the skin and swallow the meat, one by two, and after a while, her feet were full of peels.

Just as she was tasteless, she began to play with the tassels under the crown of beads again, when the door was suddenly opened, and she quickly placed her hands on her legs.

There was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by the man's rather magnetic voice.

"What? I heard that the Tang family has always had a strict family style, and this Miss Tang doesn't seem to be like this Tang family. ”

He approached step by step, his warm breath rippling beside Shu Qing, and his cold fingertips violently broke the temperature.

The man sat beside her, his fingers moving softly down the wedding dress like plucking the strings.

Shu Qing involuntarily pinched the hem of her skirt, but she could still feel her hands trembling.

Miss Tang really didn't lie to her, she was so impatient as soon as she stepped into the door, and today I saw that this man was indeed a womanizer.

In an instant, the man grabbed her hand, but he looked back and forth, touched the calluses on her fingers, and said coldly.

"Miss Tang is pampered, how could she have such rough hands."

He clenched Shu Qing's hand and lifted the red hijab. Yan reprimanded: "You are not Miss Tang at all!" Say! Who are you? ”

The man's scolding didn't scare Shu Qing at all, and mortals couldn't see her illusion at all.

So she sat there motionless, pretending not to know, and smiled with her eyebrows down.

"Look at me, am I Miss Tang?"

She looked up and saw a pair of cold and melancholy eyes on the man's slightly disgusted face.

A pair of thin lips and three points of affection, and the eyebrows are like the sword of the cold wind that has been cut, cold and arrogant.

Such a handsome little student is not the fierce and ugly-looking King Chen at all!

She was a little puzzled, thinking that it was because outsiders had passed into the mouth of Miss Tang that she had changed, so she was no longer suspicious.

Her solemn eyebrows slowly loosened again, and she smiled solemnly, gently holding the man's face, trying to make him return to the palm of her hand.

"His Royal Highness King Chen, I'm afraid I misunderstood the concubine."

Shu Qing pretended to have a charming voice, and silently put her hand on the man's hand.

"You've really hurt your concubine."

The corner of the man's mouth lifted slightly, and he laughed softly: "Oh? Is it? ”

As he spoke, he let go of his hand, opened the pile of fruits, and sat down beside her.

Shu Qing could clearly smell a faint incense on this man's body, and it didn't look like the smell that the Three Realms should have, a fresh aquatic tone.

The man suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, and she felt a softness around her waist, and she wanted to use her hands to pull it away, but she couldn't break free.

"It's better to get down to business first."

He pressed the bride's collarbone and pushed her onto the couch with seemingly gentle but full of strength.

"Chen Wang ......" Shu Qing called softly, pursing the pink and light cherry enamel.

Playing with the man's fine hair with his fingertips, ready to attract his attention.

"What's wrong, beauty?"

The man stroked Shu Qing's crimson cheeks, looking intoxicated.

There was also a slight drunken emotion in the cold eyebrows, and it seemed that the big fish had taken the bait.

The girl's eyes on the bed were suddenly full of aura, she drew a spiritual light, and the hypnotic fairy energy had not yet invaded, and the man smiled proudly.

She was puzzled, and was looking at the handsome little smile, and a fairy breath poured out of his mouth.

The hypnotic spiritual power hit her, and before she could open her mouth, as soon as her eyes closed, she fell into a deep sleep.

The man leaned over ......

A red robe fell in the temple at this time, and before he could settle down, the tongue of fire bit away.

"Let her go!" The scarlet-clad boy shouted.

His eyes were already full of anger, and his five fingers were lit up, and the blue flames that licked people jumped.

King Chen opened his hand and swept away the immortal method, and the cold cold air hit the flames, forcing the immortal power back in an instant.

Zhuo Hua was stunned, it was impossible for mortals to manipulate the immortal law! Not to mention his fire resistance technique.

Chen Wang stroked the girl's forehead with his thumb, kissed it gently, and smiled defiantly.

The girl's eyelashes trembled, her face began to repulse, and a strange rune appeared on her forehead, and a faint aura flickered.

Seeing this scene, Zhuohua immediately became nervous, he clenched his five fingers and clenched the fireworks into the palm of his hand.

"You're not King Chen, who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is this moment, you just need to remember that I am King Chen."

The man stood up, and a few steps of immortal magic approached Zhuohua.

Leng Mei's eyes looked Zhuohua up and down, expressionless.

"But I do know you're the crown prince." He said.

"Really?" Zhuohua responded playfully, very unhappy to see this frosty face.

"Do you know what the fire in my hands tastes like?"

The young man frowned, and the flying black silk swayed with the tongue of fire, and his heroic face was surrounded by firelight.

With a push, the released flames were like blooming sparks, devouring the man.

Taking advantage of the fact that the person was not paying attention, he used the immortal method, walked in from behind, and suddenly picked up Shu Qing on the bed.

Suddenly he felt a chill in his ears, a cold air approached, and he turned his head to the immortal method floating in the air.

The murderous spirit is near, but he does not kill him in the slightest.

A cold eye was in front of him, holding the immortal art in his hand, and he didn't use it for a long time, I don't know why.

"Even if you take her away, she may not be willing to go with you." The cold-faced man said.

Burning Hua opened the flames and opened the man a few meters away.

King Chen knelt on the ground, his internal strength attacked his heart, and there was some blood at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't panic, he sipped away, still staring at him coldly.

"It is worthy of the crown prince, this netherworld fire is really powerful."

As he spoke, he waved away his mana, a burst of spiritual light dissipated, and the girl woke up leisurely.

"Shu Qing!" The two shouted at the same time, and Zhuohua turned his head to look, and he didn't know when the potato boy came.

A fist slammed down, and the potato boy screamed.

"You guy, you don't come when you're fighting!" Zhuohua grumbled.

Potato wiped away his tears, aggrieved. "This guy's cultivation is at least ten percent of mine, if I make a move, you will go to Menghe to find me!"

The two were arguing, and a soft voice came from under them, not like Shu Qing's voice.

"Stop making a fuss." The man interrupted gently.

Zhuohua and Potato Boy turned their heads, swallowing their saliva, and staring at the person in front of them with wide eyes.

The person in front of him seemed to be a different person, his glorious face was full of coquettishness, and his pink fist gently hit Zhuohua's body.

"Your Highness, don't bully the potato boy."

The delicate voice slipped out of his throat, but it was really a person who was going to die.

Potato boy was so frightened that he raised his hand and shouted: "Shu Qing is crazy!" Then he went away again and fled.

I've been with me for so long, and I haven't learned any skills, but Bi Ma Wen's escape technique has been learned well.

Zhuohua rolled his eyes, he didn't eat this set, and ruthlessly stretched out his hand and slapped Shu Qing's face.

"Wake up! Wake up! ”

The hot ear scraper was sent, and there was no pity at all.

I saw tears in the eyes of the lady, and she pounced on King Chen like a kitten, hiding in her arms and sobbing.

"Husband, why does Your Highness want to beat your concubines?"

"What?"

Zhuohua was stunned with fright, snatched a step, approached closely, pulled the girl out of his arms, and grabbed her wrist tightly.

Asked incredulously, "You say it again?" ”

The girl in her arms was immediately frightened by this action, and said tremblingly: "Your Highness...... If His Royal Highness is disgusted with his concubines, it will be fine, but also in the face of King Chen, be self-respecting. ”

"Impossible!" Zhuohua exclaimed, and then looked at the woman seriously.

In addition to being the same as Shu Qing, his temperament is not a person at all.

According to Lin Shuqing's temper, he scraped his ears one by one, and I am afraid that he would have been killed on the spot by now.

"What kind of sorcery did you cast on her?" His eyes widened with rage, and his teeth clenched.

The murderous aura in his eyes was about to cut people into pieces.

King Chen's face was cold, and only now did he show a real smile, a smile that had succeeded in his plan.

"Prince, I don't want to hurt you, and I won't hurt this immortal."

He slowly let go of the hand on his waist, and Shu Qing couldn't help but fall weakly towards Zhuohua.

The beauty, with a shyness on her warm face, smiled charmingly, and her jade fingers were slender, gently poking at his heart.

He felt like he had been electrified, and he felt numb for a while, and he couldn't help but indulge in the gentleness.

But after calming down for a while, he thought about it, but he still slipped it and threw the lovely man to the ground.

"Your Highness." Shu Qing screamed angrily.

He instantly got goosebumps, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop: "You rest first!" ”

rushed forward, grabbed King Chen's shirt, and lifted it up fiercely.

The fierce god asked viciously: "Quickly give this prince and turn this woman back to her original state!" ”

Chen Wang stared at him coldly, without the slightest anger.

With a slight push, the cold cold air came straight to the palm of his hand, and no matter how hot the fire was, he couldn't stand such cold ice, and Zhuohua couldn't help but let go of his hand.

The man raised his hand, hugged the beauty on the ground in his arms with immortal skills, teasingly provoked her chin, and approached her face.

I saw that Shu Qing didn't dodge it, and was waiting to be embraced, but I didn't know what kind of drug he was given.

In an instant, he turned his head away and said to Zhuohua: "She is now very much in love with me, and if she wants me to unravel this charm, you have to promise me a condition." ”。

"On what terms?" Zhuo Hua hurriedly asked.