Two days before the prince's wedding, every street in the capital was filled with red lanterns, and at the corner of every alley, there was a stall to distribute wedding gifts to the people.

The people praised one after another, and they all sighed that the crown prince is more favored by the emperor than the sixth prince, King Yi, and the crown princess was also set after the emperor's solemn selection.

Everyone is cloudy, His Royal Highness the Righteous King has lost the dragon favor, since he loudly announced his withdrawal from the government in the Jinluan Palace, today's people no longer value this son!

Youruo is half-lying on the bed and touching her stomach, and the bastard hidden in it always kicks Youruo, as if she is playing with Youruo, and the strength of the kick is lighter than usual.

After Zhai Xiying put down the scroll in his hand, he got up and walked to the side of the bed, leaning over slightly to be able to get close to Youruo's lower abdomen.

"Ouch~!" Youruo screamed, and as soon as Zhai Xiying put his side face on his stomach, the bastard inside kicked him heavily.

It's not the first time that Zhai Xiying has been kicked in the face by his own son, every time he kicks him, Zhai Xiying will make a hard note in his heart, and when his son is born, he must calculate it with him!

"Zhai Xiying, you are not allowed to get close to my lower abdomen anymore! Every time you come, he kicks me to death! "The bastard son wants to kick his father, but before that, he has to go through several layers of flesh before he can kick Zhai Xiying's face!

Zhai Xiying looked at Youruo's lower abdomen not uncommonly, and said seriously: "The prince's wedding, we also have to attend." ”

"Do we want it too? Won't you let me be the master of ceremonies? "Youruo is unwilling, I was the master of ceremonies for Zhai Xiyou's wedding last time, and my face was lost enough.

Zhai Xiying stretched out her hand and scraped the bridge of Youruo's tall nose, "You think too much, we just need to attend the dinner." ”

"Do you want to enter the palace?" You hate the palace!

Zhai Xiying understood that Youruo had a shadow in her heart, but if she stayed in King Ying's mansion, Zhai Xiying was more willing to take Youruo with her, and comforted: "It's going to be okay, this king is by your side." ”

"Phew~!" Youruo glanced at Zhai Xiying a few times with disdain, and kicked her little feet at the root of Zhai Xiying's legs, "Dodge away, girl, I want a hundred ~ ten thousand \ small!" Said. ”

Zhai Xiying teased: "You still call yourself a girl? Narcissism. "The word narcissism is something that stinky women often say about him, and Zhai Xiying can just give it back to Youruo now.

Youruo didn't bother to pay attention to Zhai Xiying, picked up the book and began to read it quietly.

Zhai Xiying saw that Youruo had been studying all the formations recently, and asked her curiously, "What formations have you learned?" ”

"What? Would you like to try my formation? Youruo suddenly became interested, she only looked at the theory, but she didn't practice it herself, and she didn't know if she had learned it!

"Yes!" Zhai Xiying knew that Youruo's life was boring, so it was not impossible to accompany her to mess around.

Zhai Xiying agreed, and Youruo instantly became excited. Put down the book of advanced formations in his hand, and dragged Zhai Xiying to the courtyard.

"The most basic formation, you can set up a formation with a few stones." Youruo let go of Zhai Xiying's hand and found a few egg-sized stones in the courtyard.

"Stand still, don't move." Youruo followed the slope of the shadow and stood due east.

"In the direction of Qinglong East Palace, a stone, seven nights." One of the stones in his hand was down.

"Direction of the White Tiger West Palace, Qisu." He put another stone in his hand and put it in the chosen position.

In the end, I took two more pieces and placed them in the direction of the South Palace of the Vermilion Bird, as well as the direction of the North Palace of Xuanwu, each representing the Seven Nights.

"Four elephants, twenty-eight nights!"

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