THE DEMON CONCUBINE IS MARRIED: NINTH MASTER, SLOW DOWN AND PET- CHAPTER 905 BIG WEDDING 1-URBAN ROMANCE-JIEQI CMS

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Chapter 905: The Big Wedding 1

"Really?" Xiao Jiu thought about Liu Chongyan's identity again, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be your hand!" So it's gone these days! ”

"I wanted to do it, but someone did it before me." Liu Chongyan said, "If I can exhaust a family's luck in a few days, I will now be the national teacher of the Great Sage Kingdom!" ”

Xiao Jiuzhong considered Liu Chongyan's words, and indeed as he said, "Who could that be?" ”

"It's a person who has something to do with the picture screen." Liu Chongyan said a little mysteriously, "She will come to you in a few days." ”

Xiao Jiuzhong expressed his doubts, people related to the cold painting screen, and people who can change their lives against the sky are above Liu Chongyan, Xiao Jiuzhong has no clue for the time being.

"That's it, the luck of the Jiang family is exhausted, and the hatred of the extermination clan is not shared. I will definitely take revenge! Xiao Jiuzhong still insisted on his own thoughts, "But after I have to do what I promised the emperor, I will go to Jiang's house alone." ”

"I thought you were going to use the forces of Great Jin to help yourself!" After all, the people of the Jiang family are not so easy to eradicate as they say, Xiao Jiuzhong went to take revenge single-handedly, Liu Chongyan was still a little worried, "Or pay it back."

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Is it through the power of the Great Jin? There are no less than 300 people in the Jiang family! ”

"I'm sure!" Xiao Jiu patted Liu Chongyan's shoulder to reassure him, "On the day of the wedding, I will also tell Huahua about my life experience, I don't want to hide anything from her!" ”

"You really take her to heart!" Liu Chongyan couldn't help but sigh, he originally thought that Xiao Jiuzhong would not tell anyone about his life experience when he was killed, but he didn't expect the cold painting screen to become this exception, and it also became Xiao Jiuzhong's top priority.

"The person on the tip of the heart." Xiao Jiuzhong missed the cold painting screen, and at the same time put his hand on his chest, telling Liu Chongyan that the cold painting screen was important to him.

"Alright, get some rest! Tomorrow is the wedding party! Liu Chongyan said.

…… The next morning, the genius was bright, and there were already a bunch of mothers-in-law in the post station, and the maids were full of people inside and out, busy in and out of the room of the cold painting screen.

Leng Huaping was still a little sleepy sitting in front of the bronze mirror, waiting for the maids to comb her sideburns. And now the biggest problem is that the cold painting screen refuses to take the weft yarn away, and the maids are anxious and don't know how to put makeup on the cold painting screen, so they have no choice but to invite the prince of Di'an to ask what to do.

After Di'an Shizi asked Leng Huaping's opinion, he asked the maids to comb Leng Huaping's hair, which meant that the weft yarn was still not taken off, and everything was done by Leng Huaping and Skylark themselves.

This made many people curiously discuss that the face of this princess of Da Chu must be ugly, otherwise she still refuses to take off her veil after getting married.

And all the explanations of Leng Huaping and Di'an Shizi to the outside world say that this is the custom of Da Chu, and it cannot be picked up until you see your husband.

When the emperor heard this, he just smiled helplessly, but his cough became more and more serious.

This marriage, even though it is not a marriage with the prince of the Great Jin, but as the princess of Dachu, all the princes were ordered by the emperor to watch the ceremony.

Xiao Jiuzhong listened to what Xi Po said about the auspicious time to come to the door to greet his relatives, and the team set off slowly. The big red team was slow on the street, and the people consciously gave way to come out, pulling Xiao Jiuzhong from the door of the post station to welcome the cold painting screen from the hands of the prince of Di'an to his sedan chair.