"This little junior brother, I don't know what his name is, let's come to him next time to drink soup and eat meat."

"I don't know, I only know that it's from the Rilun Pavilion."

"Rilun Pavilion, the new junior brother?" Yang Xiaogongzi was thoughtful and muttered, "Recently, there are three newcomers to the Rilun Pavilion, one is a maid from the palace, and two are exchange students, Emperor Nanyue Jing and his ......."

The sound stopped abruptly here.

Almost everyone at the table fell silent.

Even the sound of breathing can be heard clearly.

One second, two seconds, five seconds, ten seconds, sixty seconds.

After a full minute, everyone vaguely understood what was going on, and gradually regained their voices.

"My God, the little junior brother is Emperor Jing of the Nanyue Kingdom?"

"Holy! I actually drank the chicken soup cooked by the little emperor of Nanyue, I can blow this thing for a year! ”

"What kind of oral is this, I can even drink the soup made by the emperor himself."

"Dude...... I said, "Didn't we pay less than the money we just had......?"

Bang bang bang

Very consciously, these senior brothers took out more silver beads from the Qiankun ring and put them on the dining table.

The chicken soup cooked by Emperor Jingdi of Nanyue!

This Nima is worth a fortune!

They are all taking advantage of a lot, and this wave is not a loss!

Say the other way.

Jing Xuan chased after Qianjue and finally caught up with him.

"What are you running?"

Jing Xuan grabbed one of Qianjue's arms from behind, and clenched it tightly, not relaxing.

Although he is not very old, he is in very good health and has a lot of strength.

A force, pulling Qianjue's arm, to his arms.

Qian Jue stumbled back, and instantly fell into Jing Xuan's arms, the position was just right, a perfect back hug, the position of the two people was intimate, just like a couple in love.

"You let me go."

Although Qian Jue said this, his body did not resist.

The voice is not loud, there is no convincing, but with a bit of shy embarrassment, she has always been bright, and she rarely has the shyness of a little woman.

"Don't let it go!"

Jing Xuan not only let go of his hand, but instead hugged her slender waist and hugged her tighter, "You are my daughter-in-law, I hold you, it is right." Why put. ”

Qianjie protested: "Who is your daughter-in-law?" ”

"You."

Jing Xuan looked like he took it for granted, lowered his head, stared at her long eyelashes, and asked rhetorically, "You dare to say that you are not?" How many times have you married me, huh? How many lifetimes have I been a husband and wife? I don't call you daughter-in-law, so what should I call you? ”

A series of rhetorical questions made Qianjue speechless, and there was no way to refute it.

Oh, yes.

She's been married to him ten times.

chased more than 30 times, probably less than a third, and successfully married him.

Although, after getting married, the ending is not very good.

But they are indeed husband and wife who have lived many lifetimes.

This daughter-in-law is really not wronged.

But—

"In my life, I didn't marry you, so you can't call me a daughter-in-law." Qianjue is still resisting to the death.

I always feel that happiness comes too quickly and too violently.

It's a bit unreal.

Subconsciously, I don't dare to reach out to receive this feeling.

Jing Xuan raised his eyebrows and forcibly twisted Qianjue's body, forcing her to look at him face to face, and at the same time, his hands did not leave her slender waist.

The posture of the two people is still a hug.