The palm with a bit of coldness grabbed a handful in front of her, which made Mu Mingshu tremble, and the red belly pocket on his body appeared on the man's hand unconsciously, and there were lifelike mandarin duck patterns embroidered on it.

When Mu Mingshu saw this belly/pocket, he immediately turned red with shame, sweated profusely, forcibly broke free from the man's clamps, and quickly pulled a hairpin from the bun and stabbed him hard, making him scream.

The sedan chair was playing hot, but the sedan chair suddenly stopped, Mu Ming's heart was soothing, and he pricked up his ears to hear the silence outside.

She glared at the man viciously, and then took the hairpin and inserted it twice in his two acupoints, seeing that he couldn't move or speak, so she said silently: "You wait, this girl will definitely tell you to divide the five horses." ”

Wen Xia frowned and looked at the man in front of him in a big red wedding robe, his heart was full of flavors, and he gently knocked on the sedan chair: "Girl, His Royal Highness King Chen has blocked the way." ”

I also heard Wenchun sip disdainfully: "Hmph, regret it, our girl won't compromise on everything." ”

Mu Mingshu snatched back his belly pocket from the man's hand, stuffed it into his arms, took out the target mirror he carried with him to tidy up his makeup, carefully wiped off the mushy mouth with his sleeve, raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said coldly: "What is he going to do." ”

"Shu'er ......"

Zhao Yiyan was separated from everyone, his eyes fell on the red sedan chair, a smile appeared on his face, and his voice was a little resentful.

Mu Mingshu heard this contrived voice coldly, and got goosebumps all over his body for no reason.

"Shu'er......" Zhao Yiyi called again, took a few steps forward, and asked Wenchun to stop in front of the sedan chair and not be annoyed, and continued: "It was the fault of this king that caused the auspicious time to be missed, and Shu'er is not to blame." "Put your posture very low.

Through the sedan curtain, Mu Mingshu could also imagine what Zhao Yiyi's appearance was, if it weren't for the appearance of such an immortal, Mu Mingshu would not have been dazzled, and he would have been played with between applause like a fool.

Mu Mingshu's white-like jade hand was hidden in her sleeve, her fists clenched tightly, and the nails that were brightly dyed by the wedding were deeply pinched into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all. What are these pains, the pain of the execution that year, the pain of hooking the tongue and gouging out the eyes, and the pain of cutting the flesh, all of them are deeply rooted in her heart, she will remember it for the rest of her life, remembering that all this was given to her by Zhao Yiyi and Shen Chuyao's slut, sooner or later, she will make them pay double the price.

She looked sideways slightly, and saw that the man in white maintained a stiff posture, his mouth was open, and his eyes were bone-turning, and he frowned suddenly, put the red hijab on the top of his head, opened the sedan curtain, and carefully got off the sedan chair so that no one could see that there were still people inside.

"Shu'er......" Zhao Yiyi called again.

"Dare to ask, why did His Royal Highness King Chen lose? The prince's wedding, a three-day vacation, the prince's errands are also taken care of, dare to ask, why did His Royal Highness King Chen lose. Mu Mingshu resisted the urge to kill Zhao Yiyi with a sword, and opened his mouth coldly.

Zhao Yiyan chuckled, stepped forward a few steps and whispered softly in Mu Mingshu's ear: "It's a shame to say that I missed the auspicious time for some matters in the house, but in the future, if there is a hostess in the house, it will not be like this." ”

The breath of his speech was spraying in his ears, itchy and numb.

Mu Mingshu's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but take half a step back, but he was inadvertently tripped by the polar wedding dress, secretly screaming badly, his body deviated, but he fell into a warm embrace, and was hit dizzy. A faint Long Yanxiang came from that person, Mu Mingshu was close to Zhao Yiyi's broad chest, and he could clearly feel his beating heart, and the whole person was so stiff that he couldn't move.