Choosing a good day and auspicious day, such an important matter, the Yuan Circle naturally has to think about it.

Let Xiang'er take the yellow calendar over, and began to study and select with a serious expression.

After all, he was a half-immortal before, and Yuan Quanquan still knew some knowledge in this area, so he would not look at Huang Li with a confused face.

According to what the little princess said, Concubine Qing didn't choose the right day for a long time, Xu is the little princess was raised by her, she wanted to pick the best day for her to marry, so the requirements were higher.

The Yuan circle flipped through the circle, and I thought it was quite good to have two days.

One is the third day of March and the other is February 14.

Although this ancient calendar is the lunar calendar, February 14 is not the 14th of February in the Gregorian calendar, but anyway, people here don't know the Gregorian calendar, and they don't know Valentine's Day, so she has the right to be that day. So I thought about it and pointed out this day to the little princess.

"Or maybe it's just this day? February 14, in Western countries, this is a very auspicious day, it is Valentine's Day! ”

The little princess naturally hadn't heard of any Valentine's Day, and she didn't know which country the Western country was, so Yuan Quanquan patiently explained it to her.

After hearing this, the little princess gladly accepted it, and decided to marry herself on that day.

The date has been chosen, but of course this kind of major event must be presented to the emperor, and the emperor will make the final decision.

If it is really set on this day, it is now the first month, and February 14 is about a month away, and the time is still relatively tight.

"Don't worry, Aunt Huang, it's too late."

Yuan Quanquan looked at the little princess's appearance of desperately wanting to become Mrs. Murong, laughed, and teased: "Why, you can't wait to splash your own basin of water into the basin of Murong family?" ”

The little princess smiled shyly, "How can anyone have it." ”

Yuan Quanquan deliberately teased her, and made two more jokes, until the little princess's face turned red before she stopped.

The little princess came to the palace, first of all, she came to look for the Yuan Circle, and she had not yet gone to ask the concubine for peace, and the date was chosen at this time, and it happened that the Yuan Circle was going to go to the concubine, so she went over with her to greet the concubine.

Yuan Quanquan informed the concubine of the selected day, and the concubine had no other opinions, holding the little princess's hand and looking at her lovingly, the expression on her face was also full of joy.

Talking and chatting with the concubine, the little princess stayed in the palace for dinner at noon, and played with Yuan Xiaobao for a while in the afternoon, and then went back to the palace, and quickly reported the good day of the wedding to her father.

The next day, the palace decreed that the princess of Yunhe, Beitang Jinghe, and Murong Zhen, the son of the military department Shangshu and the criminal department, would hold a wedding on the 14th of the next month.

This matter is now a certainty that she can't run away, and the little princess finally got her wish, and in a month she will become the real bride of her brother, and she can't sleep happily.

And the Yuan Quanquan also began to prepare wedding gifts for the couple.

After everything was ready, there was news about the strange Taoist priest on the meditation side.

According to Yan Jiu, that Taoist priest was not from the Dasheng Dynasty, but from Qile. When he was young, he came to the Dasheng Dynasty from Qile and entered the Nine Truths Temple to practice Taoism. And three years ago, he was expelled from the Nine Truths Temple by the master of the Nine Truths Temple because he accidentally killed a son of an official family, not to mention the Nine Truths Temple, and was chased down by the father of the person he mistakenly killed, and he was lucky not to die after falling off the cliff. Then I don't know what he went through, his temperament changed greatly, the Taoism also improved rapidly, and he slowly became famous, and many big families would invite him to do things or exorcise evil spirits. Last year, he had the opportunity to enter the palace for an exorcism ceremony, and even the emperor had a trace of respect for him. I heard that the emperor once wanted to give him the position of priest, but he politely refused.

After listening to Yan Jiu's report, the Yuan Circle couldn't help but sigh.

"I really didn't expect this person to have such a complicated background." After a pause, he said, "You said he was from Qile?" The second prince of their country? ”

Yan Jiu nodded: "Not bad." ”

Meditation was crooked on the soft couch with woolen felt, one leg bent, one hand resting idly on the knee, and from time to time his slender fingers brushed the hair of Yuan Huanhuan, who was sitting next to him.

"His temperament has changed greatly, and the Taoism has improved rapidly...... It's kind of interesting. Raising his eyes lazily, "Have you found out where you are now?" ”

Yan Jiu: "This person is very strange, his subordinates have been searching for many days, and every time they rush over when they sense the breath of the other party, except for a few little ghosts that have been sucked to the point that only some remnants of souls remain, they have not been able to find him. ”

Meditation Cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly, "Oh? Really? Sneered, "This king is really getting more and more interested......"

Destiny Flame Nine continued to investigate, he was rarely so interested in one thing, but he really wanted to see who that strange Taoist priest was.

The wedding date of the little princess and Murong Zhen has been set, and there is only one month to prepare for the wedding, and the ceremonial department has been preparing since the emperor decreed the marriage of the princess and Murong Zhen on Chinese New Year's Eve. At this time, the specific date must be determined, and it is even more panicked to plan for the wedding.

Yuan Quanquan couldn't help but think that before he married into the palace, it was only half a month from the emperor's decree to the wedding. Although the time was short, the wedding was grand and luxurious, and all kinds of things were done properly, and there was no mistake.

It can be seen that the efficiency of the Ministry of Rites is still very high.

Now that the little princess's wedding has a month to prepare, I think the Ministry of Rites will definitely be able to hand in a very perfect answer.

Because the wedding date is approaching, the little princess has a lot of things to learn about the bride and after marrying a wife, so she has no time to go out of the palace to play with the Yuan Circle, and it is inconvenient for the Yuan Circle to enter the palace to disturb her, so she honestly stays in the palace and concentrates on losing weight.

But it's strange that she lost weight, she eats less, snacks are banned, she runs around the yard every day, she doesn't sit when she can stand, she doesn't lie down when she can sit, in short, she tries her best to control her weight. But her belly didn't go down, but her waist rose again.

After the concubine learned about this, she invited the imperial doctor in the palace again, and this time she invited her, for fear that the imperial doctor would misdiagnose her.

But the result is still the same as last time, not Ximai.

Hell with that.

Is it really like the saying goes, lose weight, lose weight, lose weight, and get fatter and fatter?

In that case, then she still eats a fart! As if she had given up on herself, she began to eat and drink again, eating whatever she wanted, and she also took all the tonic soup sent by the concubine and poured it all into her stomach.

Then, something strange happened.

She eats Haisai like this, the amount of food she eats every day is equivalent to that of Xiaozhi and Xiang'er, and she often has to fill her mouth with all kinds of snacks and pastries, she thought that she would be fat into a ball, but the result was that she was not fat, but she lost weight.

It's just terrifying!

Yuan Quanquan was taken aback by his magical physique, and after being frightened, he was pleasantly surprised.

Just eating is not fat, and the more you eat, the thinner you get, has always only appeared in those weight loss advertising words, but I didn't expect that the Yuan Quanquan really experienced the authenticity of this sentence.

This phenomenon was so strange that the Yuan Circle once thought that he had some strange disease, and questioned him with his cultivation.

The meditation cultivator looked leisurely, and the old god was sitting on the ground drinking tea, and his calm appearance was simply polarizing with the state of the hot pot ants in the Yuan circle.

He glanced at the little woman who had regained her slimness and returned to her small waist, paused for a moment, as if she knew something, her eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Don't worry, you're not sick." Pulled the Yuan circle that was revolving around the table into his arms and hugged her, stroked her abdomen with his big hand, his eyes fell on the flat lower abdomen, and quietly released a trace of spiritual power to go in and explore.

After a moment, the corners of his lips curled even more.

Yuan Quanquan didn't feel his movements at all, sitting on his lap and still shouting what was wrong with him.

Meditation didn't answer, his gaze slowly moved up, fell on the back of the person in his arms, was silent for a moment, and suddenly ripped off her clothes.

Yuan Quanquan was startled, exclaimed, and almost jumped off his lap. Stared at the man who suddenly played hooligan like a neurotic, "What are you doing?" ”

Meditation smiled at her, gently pulled her away, and turned her snow-white back to him.

The Yuan Circle didn't know why, and turned his head to stare at the meditation cultivation with a confused expression, "What the hell are you going to do?" It's not dark yet, don't play hooligan on me! ”

When the Ghost King heard this, he kissed her smooth shoulder, provoked a roll of the eyes, and said with a smile: "The flowers on the back of the small circle are blooming so well." ”

Yuan Quanquan didn't react to the meaning of his words at first, and was about to pull the clothes back and put them on, but halfway through the tear, he suddenly felt a blessing to his heart, and stared at him fiercely: "What do you mean?" You mean...... The flower on my back, in full bloom? ”

Shen Xiu raised his eyebrows, and in the next second, he suddenly showed his true body.

A handsome guy turns into a skeleton in seconds, even if he has experienced this kind of thing many times, inadvertently, he will still be scared a little.

Yuan Quanquan slowed down, then realized something, and looked down at the skeleton's chest.

The rib closest to the heart, which had grown only two-thirds of the length of the rib, had grown with the rest of the rib before I knew it.

"Grown?" The Yuan circle was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but touch it.

The skull frame was slightly stunned by her touch, and then smiled: "This king is also quite surprised. ”

Yuan Quanquan jumped out of the skull's arms, ran to the bronze mirror, and turned to look at his back.

Sure enough, the bright red flower had fully grown, from a few petals to a complete flower.

The flowers bloom on the other side, and the ghosts return.

And at this time, the flowers are in full bloom, and the missing rib on the chest of meditation has also grown, so does this prove that the curse on his body has been lifted, and he no longer has to endure the pain of the lack of bones every month?

For more than a year and a half, except for the first few months, every full moon night, Meditation would have to endure unimaginable pain because of the lack of this rib. After that, because of her, his pain slowly lessened, but it did not completely disappear. On the fifteenth day of each month, he would still return uncontrollably to his original form, and suffer the pain of being eaten by ten thousand ants. Even if he hid it well, he couldn't see anything at all on the surface—not to mention that on that day, in the eyes of the Yuan Circle, the meditation was just a skeleton, and he couldn't see any expression at all.

But she knew that he had been suffering in silence.