No one expected King Hyun to make such an excessive request.

Not to mention that Lord Ye supports King Xian, even if he doesn't support it, Lord Night is also a dignified Dali Temple, how can he marry a dead person?

Dali Temple's catch was naturally not agreed, but this was proposed by King Xian, they could only stand aside and be anxious, not daring to speak, and turned their eyes to the cold moon.

Han Yue's face was extremely bad, his eyes fell on the master, and seeing that the other party did not have the slightest stunned and refuted, his good-looking brows couldn't help frowning.

"King Xian, this decision is a bit inappropriate."

Jiang Yunchuan saw that no one spoke, so he had to open his mouth to break this embarrassing situation.

"What's wrong?" King Xian pointed in the direction of Ye Junchen and said in a disgusted tone, "You also know how bad the reputation of Lord Ye in the Imperial City is, just because of the scar on his face, he is still alone. ”

"Since no woman is willing to marry him, it is better to let Miss Jiang marry him, in this way, Lord Ye can be regarded as having a wife, and Miss Jiang also has a tablet to enshrine, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

"King Xian knows that such a decision is humiliating Lord Night." Qin Tianling said coldly, "Lord Ye is not good-looking, and he is also a third-grade master, be careful that the trouble comes out of his mouth, the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Qin Tianling secretly and openly sarcastically mocked King Xian, his good ideas would lose the support of Ye Junchen, if the result was really the same as what he feared, he would be happy to see it.

"What do you mean, Lord Night?" King Xian turned to look at Ye Junchen and asked softly.

"The lower official is willing."

The voice was cold, but sonorous.

Except for Jiang Xiaotian and King Xian, everyone else looked at Ye Junchen with the eyes of a monster.

Wouldn't this man be crazy to marry a dead man?

Han Yue wanted to stop it out loud, but remembering what the master had done to the eleventh girl, she swallowed what she was about to say alive, and stood aside with a blue face.

"Lord Night, don't worry, with Prince Ben here, he will definitely protect you." Qin Tianling pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "If you don't want to, no one can threaten you." ”

"Prince Qiyu, no one threatens the lower officials, the lower officials are willing to marry Miss Jiang." Ye Junchen clasped his hands, and his voice was firm.

Seeing that Ye Junchen was so ignorant, Qin Tianling shook his sleeves fiercely and turned to leave.

Jiang Yunchuan hurriedly went to see the prince leave the Jiang Mansion.

"Elder Jiang, it's better to let them get married tonight." King Xian patted Ye Junchen on the shoulder and said, "This king will come to drink a glass of wine in the evening." ”

Jiang Xiaotian nodded heavily and watched King Xian leave.

When the catchers saw the prince and the virtuous king leaving, one of them stepped forward and whispered, "My lord, are you really willing to marry?" ”

Ye Junchen raised his eyes and looked at everyone: "You go back to Dali Temple and let everyone prepare for the wedding banquet in the evening." ”

When the catchers heard this, they pursed the corners of their mouths, clenched their fists with both hands, and left one after another.

"Cold Moon, prepare for the dowry."

The cold moon was opened, and only Jiang Xiaotian and Ye Junchen were left in the front hall.

"Miss her really ......" Jiang Xiaotian moved his gaze to the side, not daring to glance at the girl in the coffin, and said, "The old man will not let go of anyone who hurts her!" ”

"Nian Nian is my wife, and she will definitely not be wronged."

Ye Junchen stretched out his hand to caress the woman's face, and the slightly cold touch passed from his fingertips, making his heart freeze little by little, and the cruel color in his eyes became more and more obvious.

In less than half an hour, Han Yue sent the dowry to Jiangfu.