Different from the first rush, this time the color of the wedding dress was really chosen by Song Liangye personally, and the etiquette was also very solemn, and even sent the bride price to Zhao Di in advance, which can be regarded as an emphasis on Anju.

Looking at the wedding dress on the table, Anju didn't move.

Song Liangye stared at her and said, "Don't you try?" ”

"What's there to try, it's just red." She said: "Don't worry, since my father and brother want me to marry the prince, I will naturally cooperate." ”

Zhao Fengnian personally wrote the letter, and she received it. Because she almost killed King Yan, and Han Ye's death could not find evidence that King Yan did it, she couldn't get justice for Han Ye, on the contrary, she had to marry him honestly.

You see, things in the world are so unfair, it is Song Liangye who is wrong, but she is the one who suffers. Without Han Ye, he still had to sleep with the enemy, and for a moment, Anju felt that he might as well die, he was too tired to live.

However, looking at Han Ye's spiritual position, she felt that she should still do something to be worthy of his Nine Springs Spirit.

Song Liangye looked at her expressionlessly, looked at the wedding dress again, paused, and waved his sleeves away.

He doesn't remember many things Zhao Anju said, but there is one sentence that she said a long time ago when she was not married to him.

She said: "If I marry you, you don't want to make me sad, I am very sad, and it is very difficult to coax." ”

He didn't take this seriously, but she was talking.

With a sigh, Song Liangye walked towards the study. He still has a lot of things to do, in fact, dealing with her is not the most important, but it is easy to be distracted. This is not good, he can't repeat the mistakes of the Yandi Civil War, this time, he must pay full attention.

Marrying her is just to give Zhao Di a step down, so that the alliance behind him can be carried out better, there is nothing to be happy about.

However, on the day of the wedding, Song Liangye stood outside the wedding hall, although he had a straight face, his eyes were shining, which caused many people to stare at him.

With so many people staring rudely, King Yan was also lifeless for the first time, and only asked the lantern next to him: "Is the county lord ready?" ”

"Don't worry, prince." Pick up the lamp and smile: "I've dressed up, I'm waiting for the auspicious time." ”

"Is there anyone around?" He still didn't feel at ease.

"With the sword guarded, there shouldn't be a problem." Pick up the lamp hesitated for a moment and said, "But Han Ye's spiritual position ...... Do you really want to move to the auditorium? ”

Song Liangye pursed her lips and asked in a low voice: "It's hurtful to do this?" ”

Nonsense, it's not just hurting, it's just trying to make the county lord bury a deep hatred!

coughed lightly, and didn't dare to say it so clearly, after all, no one could refute his master's order, whether it was right or wrong. It was rare for him to be able to ask in such a whisper.

"On a happy day, there is no need to look for that bad luck, what does the prince think?"

I was angry when I said that to her before, but now that I think about it, it's really unnecessary. Song Liangye pursed her lips and waved her hand: "It's okay to offer that spiritual position to the Buddha Hall, let that person guard it, isn't she quite cultivated?" ”

The one who said it was Ning Chun'er, who had inadvertently talked to the old man of the stars before, and was appreciated by the stars, and then appreciated by the host of Tianning Temple, and wanted to be accepted as an apprentice. Ning Chun'er didn't allow it, and still guarded the small Buddha hall on that side, causing many people to come to King Yan's mansion not to see King Yan, but to find her to understand Buddhism.

Speaking of which, Song Liangchen is really powerful, leaving such a side concubine, she actually escaped into the empty door, and the six roots are clean, much more ruthless than him, right?

"Minions understand." Pick up the lamp and answer it, and quickly go to the message.

Zhao Anju was really very cooperative today, not noisy or noisy, patiently completed all the salutes, and then bowed to him.

Song Liangye hooked the corners of her mouth slightly and took the tea she handed over.

She made a small gesture, as if unintentionally when she handed the tea, and the long index fingernail touched the tea, and then served it to him. The action was rude, and it covered up this small action.

However, Song Liangye is a person who can poison, and this little trick can't hide it from him at all.

Zhao Anju was not as docile as she seemed on the surface, and she still wanted to kill him.

Lowering his eyes, he took the tea, put it aside and did not drink it, then got up and ordered everyone: "Have a feast." ”

The people around him all went out to say hello, and Anju looked at the person in front of him from the gap in the curtain, looking a little nervous.

Discovered? Or is he just so unruly that he doesn't drink this tea?

Possible...... The former has a greater chance, but this tea was handed over by someone else, and he didn't catch her on the spot and poisoned her, so there is no evidence.

Withdrawing his hand, Anju wiped all the poison from his nails, got up calmly, and followed the bride to the new house.

On the night of the candles in the cave room, Song Liangye followed in after a delay outside.

After saluting, he sat down beside her, and went out behind closed doors to pick up the lamp and look at the sword.

Anju lifted the curtain, looked at him with a smirk and said, "Is the prince hungry?" ”

Song Liangye's face was a little not good-looking, and his eyes sank even more when he heard this. But he didn't ask anything, only whispered, "I'm a little hungry." ”

"Then try the longan white fungus lotus seed soup they prepared." She gestured to the low table in front of the bed.

The golden porcelain bowl is a good wish for the wedding of the two. Song Liangye looked at it for a while, and really reached out to pick it up.

The soup is viscous and looks sweet, if he hadn't been a killer for Lao Yanwang for so many years, and hadn't known all the strange poisons in the world, he might have drunk this soup seriously at this time, and then died of "broken intestines".

Her heart is really ruthless, "broken intestines" is the most painful poison, drinking it will not kill immediately, it will cause abdominal pain for an hour, making people worse than death, and finally the seven orifices bleed, and the soul returned to the west.

How much do you have to hate him?

With a low chuckle, he handed the bowl to Zhao Anju: "Do you drink?" ”

An Ju hurriedly shook his head: "The concubine is not hungry." ”

"Let's try it, just take a bite." His eyes were dark, and he pushed the bowl through forcefully.

His face turned pale, and Zhao Anju looked up at his eyes. Got caught, right? Her trick may have been so tender that it was so easy to be discovered.

With Song Liangye's temperament, if she wants to kill him, he will definitely get to know her first. This bowl of lotus seed soup can be regarded as her own doing. If he dies, I don't know if I can catch up with Han Ye.

Gritting her teeth, she really reached out and took it, bowing her head to drink.

"Maniac!" With a wave of her hand, she threw the bowl out of her hand, and Song Liangye's eyes were full of anger: "You are really crazy!" ”

Anju was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, his body was pressed on the bed by him, the wedding dress was rudely torn, and his lips were blocked.

Song Liangye was like a beast, he didn't mean to pity her at all, and frantically invaded her and bit her neck.

She wanted to resist, but his wrists were pinched by him, and both hands were fixed to her head together, and her legs were also crushed tightly.

"Want to kill this king? You can try again. ”

The cool voice was like a cold snake, crawling from behind her all the way up to her neck. In front of him, he was ironed by his hot body, which was really two heavens of ice and fire.

Zhao Anju couldn't hold back his tears, and the person on his body didn't mean to stop at all, but became more excited, as if he wanted to tear her in half.

After crying for a while, Anju calmed down, closed his eyes numbly, felt his sweat fall on his face, and endured it without making a sound.

"Women are fickle." He gasped and said, "In the past, you liked the king's favor the most, but now you are like a prostitute who sets up an archway, what's the point?" ”

Behold, this man speaks, always thinking only of his own pleasure, and does not think of others.

Anju laughed softly, and there was a dead silence in his heart.

He was right, he was indeed a prostitute who wanted to marry him and didn't want to be close to him. What's the point of grinding, just do what you want to do!

Song Liangye wants to rebel, and she will definitely not break with Zhao Di again at this juncture, so what if she assassinates him again? What can he do with Zhao Di?

Thinking about this, after the spring tide faded, Zhao Anju reached out and touched the dagger under the pillow.

Song Liangye was lying next to her with her eyes closed, exhausted, what a good opportunity, right?

She didn't hesitate, she pulled out the dagger and slammed it into his heart, this time it was aligned, she definitely wouldn't spare his life again!

However, she didn't expect that even though Song Liangye closed her eyes, she still reached out and grabbed her wrist accurately, and then opened her eyes, with no shock in her eyes.

"You're not home yet." He said, "Rest early." ”

The dagger in his hand was forcibly taken away, and Anju looked at him in a daze, and saw that he turned the pillow over and locked all sharp things such as hairpins in the cabinet next to him.

"If you think like this again, this king doesn't mind making you tired and have no strength."

Anju was shocked, and looked at the top of the tent in astonishment.

It's not quite right, is this Song Liangye a different person? Isn't the vindictiveness strong? She did this to him, why didn't he kill her?

As soon as the position next to him fell, he lay back down, stretched out his hand as if he wanted to hug her, but paused, took it back again, and continued to sleep with his back to her.

She hadn't seen much of Song Liangye's kung fu, but with the strength of the grasp just now, she found out that she might not be able to kill him.

The body was aching and unbearable, Anju closed his eyes, turned his back to him, and fell asleep in the corner of the bed.

After that, she also tried many methods, such as casting dark arrows, or spraying colorless and odorless poison, or hiring killers and releasing smoke.

However, Song Liangye grabbed her many times as if he was playing with her, and let her go, although he was injured by the dark arrow, he didn't punish her.

It's just that at night they will torture her in bed, and sex should be a joy of fish and water, but here for the two of them, life has become a mutual bite and revenge.

At the end of the year, Song Liangye gathered a large number of soldiers to enter the king of Jingqin. Anju felt that there was a better way to bury him directly.