Situ Qianchen knew that Ling Jiantong was very different from before, but he didn't know that she actually had such a move at the marriage ceremony.

Ling Jiantong approached step by step, and did not stop until he walked in front of him, and a pair of beautiful eyes that could see the bottom at a glance made Situ Qianchen frown: "Miss Ling......"

It would be really inappropriate to blurt out the words "Miss Ling" on this occasion.

Ling Jiantong's expression was calm, and a fiery red wedding dress outlined her delicate figure more perfectly, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly: "General Situ, do you remember what Song Yuan told you that day?" ”

Situ Qianchen's gaze brushed over Ling Jiantong's shoulder, and fell directly on Song Yuan, whose face was a little ugly, how could he not remember, but ......

Everyone's eyes were fixed on them, and the curiosity and incomprehension in their eyes made Situ Qianchen lower his voice slightly: "Miss Ling, the matter has come to this, look ...... below."

Ling Jian's eyes were slightly dim, but he couldn't resist the stubbornness hidden in his eyes: "General Situ, I don't accept my fate, I just want to know, can you help me?" ”

His sword eyebrows were locked deeper, and a different atmosphere circulated around him.

Mu Jinghong, who was standing on the side, looked at the two of them, and neither of them would take this first step, and in the afterglow, he saw the fourth prince sitting on the seat showing a treacherous smile.

He was about to open his mouth to break through this embarrassing situation, but at this moment, he heard a shout from the door: "His Royal Highness the Prince, here!" ”

The faces of the four princes and Song Zhen, who were sitting in the high hall, changed significantly, and they glanced at each other, the relationship between the prince and the Song family is the same, how can they appear here, is it also here to smash the field?

Prince Mu Luo got off the sedan chair and walked to the top of the Xi Hall, all his eyes naturally diverted from Ling Jiantong and Situ Qianchen, and fell to Mu Luo, who was not good, but he didn't seem to see the tense atmosphere in the hall, and his smile was natural.

"Prince Ben is late, didn't you miss the church, right?" He is naturally familiar with it, as if Song Zhen has been a friend for many years.

No matter how much they fight in secret, superficial etiquette is inevitable.

Song Zhen got up and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you came just in time, the dog and his daughter-in-law have not yet visited the church, His Royal Highness the Prince came this time to witness the wedding of the dog." ”

Mu Luo nodded with satisfaction, his eyes couldn't help but fall, and he happened to see Mu Zhen, the fourth prince sitting in the chief, Mu Zhen's face was gloomy, and he seemed to be very displeased.

"I didn't expect the fourth brother to be here?"

Mu Zhen didn't pay attention to him, and she didn't take him in her eyes at all.

Mu Luo was not angry, he went directly to his side, looked down at him, and his tone became tough: "Fourth brother, you seem to be sitting in the wrong position, this should be the seat of the crown prince, right?" ”

Mu Zhen raised his eyes suddenly, the anger hidden in his eyes was like a lion in a cage, rushing out at any time, he stared at Mu Luo who was hiding a knife in his smile, his chest rose and fell violently, but he didn't make any movements.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere dropped to freezing.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Mu Jinghong immediately pulled Situ Qianchen's sleeve and whispered in his ear: "Second brother, the two masters are here, I think it's better for you to leave the scene early, and save yourself from the fire." ”

Situ Qianchen also meant this, Ling Jiantong, who was standing in front of him at this moment, was looking back at this secret battle between the four princes and the crown prince, he glanced at her silently, his eyes faded, and then he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Song Zhen laughed awkwardly twice, walked in front of Mu Zhen, and said with a slight compromise and discussion in his tone: "Fourth master, I was negligent, your position was not here, over there, and I don't know which brainless subordinate actually got the wrong seat." ”

Song Zhen's words gave Mu Zhen a step down.

Mu Zhen also knows that Mu Luo is the crown prince of this dynasty, and in terms of status, he is above 10,000 people under one person, and it is not the time to fight hard.

He held the armrest with both hands, his knuckles white, but he still got up and glanced at the domineering Mu Luo, and followed Song Zhen to the second seat on the right and sat down.

The dust of this secret battle settled, and everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Song Zhen hurriedly ordered the salute officer to hurry up to the church.

When Ling Jiantong looked back again, where was the shadow of Situ Qianchen in front of her, her eyes were a little flustered, and she subconsciously looked around, but in the end, Mu Jinghong put the hijab that fell to the ground on her head.

The red of the curtain obscured her vision.

"Eyes, don't look for it, my second brother has already left, you can be your young lady of the Song family obediently, it's better not to move other thoughts."

Mu Jinghong's slightly charming voice hovered in her ears, and before she could react, she was pushed in front of Song Yuan by Mu Jinghong with a smile, explaining: "The young lady just made a joke with everyone, don't care, don't care." ”

Because Mu Luo and Mu Zhen were both present, Song Zhen couldn't say anything, so he could only glance at Ling Jiantong very dissatisfied, and the worship continued.

After the dust settled on the last "send into the cave room", Xiao Tao bent down and gently helped Ling Jian Tong to get up, and when she touched her arm, the stiff touch made her heart tighten.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Ling Jiantong's eyes were a little stunned, and her consciousness seemed to be still stuck at the moment when she asked Situ Qianchen just now if he could help herself, she would think of refusing, but she didn't expect that he would leave without saying a word?

Is he afraid of Mu Zhen and Mu Luo, so he will do this?

If that's the case, then she Ling Jiantong is really looking at the wrong person.

After walking for a long time, Xiao Tao helped Ling Jiantong back to the new house, everything in the house was brand new, and the red eyes were full of red, which made Ling Jiantong a little dizzy.

"Miss, before leaving the Ling Mansion, the master asked me to bring you a message."

The corners of Ling Jiantong's mouth curled up with a hint of mockery, what good words would the person who looks at power and has more money than his own daughter?

"The master said that since he married into the Song family, he should serve his aunt well, and he must no longer be petty, and the woman must take her husband as the sky and ......"

"Gotta get it." Ling Jiantong rolled her eyes, she hadn't listened enough to the TV series, did she still have to listen to the scene again?!

"Okay, I know, you just put your heart in your stomach, I won't run away." In order to reassure Xiao Tao, Ling Jiantong did not hesitate to stretch out three fingers and began to swear.

Xiao Tao was a little relieved, and quit the new house.

Ling Jiantong sat on the soft bed, waited from noon to evening, and didn't know who set the rules, after the bride worshiped the church and entered the new house, she couldn't eat anything.

This is a big bad news for the foodie Ling Jiantong, she is so hungry that her chest is pressed against her back, if she doesn't send something into her stomach, I'm afraid she will starve to death on the spot before she sees the groom.

Ling Jiantong covered his head and lay on the bed, not long after, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, listening to this sound, it seemed that there was more than one person.

She immediately straightened her clothes and sat down on the bed.

There was a stumbling sound outside the door.

"Young master, shall we help you back to the room?"

"No...... I don't have missing arms or legs, you people must want to go in and see what the bride looks like, don't you? ”

"No, no, the villain doesn't dare."

"Then what are you still doing here, why don't you hurry up, do you want to eavesdrop on me and the young lady's affair outside the door?"

There was another rush of footsteps.

Ling Jiantong glanced at the corners of his mouth, this Song Yuan is not a playboy, and the words he said were vulgar and ugly.

She was thinking about it, when the door moved slightly, Song Yuan's face was flushed, and before she closed the door, she began to take off her coat with her hands, and stared at Ling Jiantong who was sitting on the bed with a confused face.

"Lady, I finally married you!" Song Yuan rubbed his hands, looking very obscene and approaching Ling Jiantong step by step.

Before the person arrived, the smell of wine had already smoked Ling Jiantong's breathlessness.

"Lady, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, let's put aside all the etiquette and customs, and let's go straight to something practical."

Under the shadow, Ling Jiantong easily flashed sideways, and Song Yuan fell on the bed, looking so embarrassed.

Song Yuan's smile rose, he was not angry or annoyed, and half of his body was propped up, staring at Ling Jiantong: "Lady, are you shy?" ”

Ling Jiantong stood there, stretched out his hand to remove the hijab on his head, looked at Song Yuan who was lying on the bed with a confused expression, and sneered twice: "Song Yuan, I might as well tell you, it's good if you don't touch me tonight, if you dare to touch my aunt and grandmother's finger, believe it or not, I will make you have no way to touch a woman again in your next life." ”

"Yo" Song Yuan's neck shrunk, pretending to be very scared, but the smile on the corner of his mouth had betrayed him, he staggered to his feet, and his hands fell on Ling Jiantong's shoulders without warning: "I just touched you, what's the matter?" ”

Ling Jiantong's gaze moved downwards and fell on these disgusting palms, and the cold aura emanating from her body burst out: "Can you let it go?!" ”

Song Yuan raised his eyebrows, but he was also stubborn: "Don't let go, so what?" ”

Ling Jiantong's hand had already touched the scissors on her waist, she knew that at such a close distance, if she made a move, this Song Yuan would definitely be fatal with one blow, but ......

Song Yuan's face was flushed, the lust at the bottom of his eyes was surging, and his eyes were like wolves and tigers, looking at Ling Jiantong as if he was going to eat her alive.

If he is allowed to go down, the consequences will be ......

"Lady, I think you're still from me." Song Yuan saw that Ling Jiantong didn't make any moves, but his little face was tense and slightly angry, so he became even more unscrupulous.

His inch by inch made Ling Jiantong begin to resist desperately.

In an instant, the scissors in his hand burst out of the air, and a slight "whoosh" sound followed pierced Song Yuan's neck accurately.

The "poof" scissors pierced directly into the root of Song Yuan's thigh, and the blood flowed.

Song Yuan's body couldn't help but shake, and before he could scream, he only heard a muffled sound, and he fell to the ground.