313 The date of marriage is predetermined
Uh, what I just said
Her Royal Highness the princess covered her lips, and just looked at her Killing God Lord with a pair of big eyes and a stunned look.
Seeing the two of them, one of them stared wide and only knew that he was standing stupidly, and the other smiled and only knew that he was standing and sighed in his heart, do you say that these two are sick, and they are desperate to get together when they don't have a marriage contract. I haven't been ashamed all day, but now that I have a marriage contract, what are the two of them pretending to be reserved over there.
The little county lord silently pushed Murong Qianqian, and then left the room with all the maids and eunuchs, and closed the door for them intimately.
The little county lord looked at the early summer sun shining under the porch outside, and sighed in his heart. If it's really a good weather, you should be in a good mood.
The eldest sister got her wish, but in the future, she didn't have a word about her own affairs.
The little lord felt that the sun was not as bright as it was just now.
Murong Qianqian looked at Her Royal Highness the princess with a smile, she was really beautiful, her black hair was scattered on her shoulders like a waterfall, winding to her ankles, there was only a pearl decoration on her forehead, she was as refined as a fairy, and the plain white summer skirt outlined her figure to the fullest. She covered her lips with one hand and looked at herself in surprise, the water in her eyes made him seem to take her into his arms, and she held a yellow calendar that she had flipped in her other hand.
What he was looking forward to, what she was looking forward to, he wanted to marry, she was willing to marry, and it felt really good.
The princess also felt that Murong Qianqian was particularly good-looking today, and her almost perfect face flashed with a joyful light that she had barely seen, and that light made his whole person a little brighter. The tips of his peach blossom eyes were slightly upturned, with a charming arc, and even the tear-shaped scars under his eyes looked soft. His lips were slightly upturned, showing the joy of his whole being from the inside out. Under his eyes, only one of himself stands.
Just when the princess had not come to her senses, the person had already fallen into his arms, and the princess leaned on his chest quietly, and the princess never felt that Murong Qianqi's arms were warm, he always had a hint of coolness, but the princess felt that this embrace was the safest, and it was safe as if she fell into it and didn't have to think about anything else.
The princess closed her eyes slightly, enjoying the sense of tranquility and peace that Lord Killing God had brought her.
"I've seen the days." The voice of the god-killing lord at the head of the princess was to discuss the wedding date, the dowry or something, but when the eyes swept over him, it always made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince feel wrong.
Is he having a grudge against him or something?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very dissatisfied, this son-in-law is strong, but he is too unruly and cold, he doesn't like it at all.
The son-in-law in his mind is like Zhong Lin, gentle and elegant, personable, smiling like a spring breeze in March, and his demeanor is also measured.
Murong Qianqian was a wolf cub with sharp claws and sharp teeth.
Is it really good for such a person to marry his delicate daughter?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not happy, so he wanted to delay the marriage.
But Lord Changshi sang the opposite tune on the side, and the crown princess was also helping on the side, as if he didn't marry his daughter out quickly.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a mouth, but he can't say the mouths of three people, originally he was still very tough, and wanted to delay the marriage until three years later, thinking that he and Hui'er had been married for a long time.
How did you know that he was fooled by a few words from Lord Changshi, and the crown princess was fanning the flames on the side, His Royal Highness the prince agreed to that day in mid-September in a daze.
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