"Who is this man in the carriage? Where did the prince find such a standard man? ”

"Yo, I look at how this man is dressed like a wedding dress."

"How is King Huo willing to let such a good-looking person marry a lady from someone's mansion."

Meng Nanxing in the carriage was happy and angry when he heard these discussions, the rumors hurt people, she is a dignified prince, she came out to pick up relatives, and others couldn't recognize him!

Alack!

The gongs and drums are noisy and lively.

The welcoming team did not enter the mansion, and after receiving Xiao Jinhui standing at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, they hurriedly returned.

Meng Nanxing and Xiao Jinhui both sat in the carriage, and the two of them had their own concerns.

One doesn't know what kind of woman he marries, and the other doesn't know who lives in his body.

"It's worthy of being the lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, this body and temperament are good, and the person who kisses next to her is really a match!"

"No, shouldn't the kisser ride a horse, if you want me to say that this wedding dress is completely a pair, shouldn't this handsome man be the king of the king."

Finally, someone has the eye to see Mount Tai.

Meng Nanxing stretched out his hand and held Xiao Jinhui's wrist in front of many people.

The woman's wrist is very thin, and Meng Nanxing always feels that with his big palm now, he can hold two in one hand.

Xiao Jinhui was covered with the bride's red hijab on her head, and she couldn't see her body in front of her at all.

He wore a golden crown of tassels on his head, and his eyes were full of golden tassels, and through the gap under the hijab, he saw that the hands of his original body were on the hands of this body.

It feels weird.

After Meng Nanxing held the bride's hand, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

habitually, when I touch someone else's wrist, I can't help but take the pulse for others.

As soon as the hand was on the pulse, Meng Nanxing frowned, this bride's pulse was thin and weak, and the pulse speed was relatively slow, and she had to hold down the awareness of her talent.

Typical lack of qi and blood!

Xiao Jinhui also frowned, his wrist was tightly pressed by the hand of his original body, and the discomfort was very strong.

Isn't there a man living in his body now?

Where did the original Meng Pannan's soul go?

"This is His Royal Highness King Huo, apart from him, how can any other man dare to shake Princess Hui's hand."

"Didn't you say that His Royal Highness King Huo is extremely ugly, this, this is not in line."

"We little people, who has ever seen King Huo, it's not a word of ten, ten or hundred, maybe someone is jealous of King Huo's beauty and deliberately destroys King Huo's reputation."

"He looks handsome, but his face doesn't look good, Yin Tang is black, his face is pale, and he does look like a patient."

The lively people on both sides of the street were talking, and after Meng Nanxing heard it, he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Well, she won't give up this good-looking skin easily, and she will definitely live longer than anyone on the side of the road.

King Hui's Mansion,

The person who received the relatives had been waiting for a long time, and Meng Nanxing followed the process that Mr. Liu had told him before, pulling Xiao Jinhui across the brazier and worshipping the church. Enter the cave room and drink a glass of wine.

The guests invited to the banquet in the palace were all powerful people in the court, and after they had eaten and drunk enough, they left one after another, and no one put forward the idea of making a hole in the house.

After all, King Hue's wedding is special.

The emperor gave King Huo a marriage, and this matter started from the autumn hunt a month ago.

Somehow, an assassin was infiltrated in the Royal Hunting Ground, and before the game could start, an arrow flew towards the saint with a whizz.

King Huo's poor health did not participate in the competition, so he stood next to the emperor to watch the game, the closest to the emperor, and the moment he saw the arrow flying over, he rushed to the front of the saint in two steps.

King Hui fell down instantly, and the imperial doctor rescued him for a long time before King Huo was out of danger.

When the saint found out, he gave the king a marriage as soon as possible.

The purpose is twofold.

First, to the king of the king.

Second, suppress the Prime Minister's Office.

Meng Xiang's power in the court is increasing day by day, and the saint has long been jealous, Chong Xi Chong is good, King Huo can live a few more years, Chong Xi Chong is not good, and Miss Xiangfu is buried with him.

Of course, the saint is not stupid, in order to make his intentions not so obvious, he gave Meng Xiang the space to choose, and let him choose to send a daughter by himself.

Therefore, there is the holy decree of marriage without a name and surname.

Yunrong Courtyard is the courtyard prepared by Mr. Liu for Princess Hui. This temple is the closest to the temple of King Huo.

The red candlelight in the courtyard flickered, and Meng Nanxing lifted the hijab on Xiao Jinhui's head.

It was exactly what she expected.

The woman in front of her, dressed in a wedding dress, could still see that the woman's skin was rough and her pores were enlarged.

The hair that is coiled up is dry and frizzy, and it is not as good as the hair of the maid in the palace of the king.

The young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, why is her body so poor.

"Go, wash your face and show it to the king."

Meng Nanxing pointed to the wooden basin in the room and said, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his tone was heavy, so he called the maid outside the door in.

I got out of the room by myself.

The maid who came in was the dowry maid of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Mrs. Meng specially arranged it.

Xiao Jinhui was not used to being served by others, and he didn't want to use Mrs. Meng's people, as soon as the maid came in, he said, "Go out, you are not needed here." ”

"Don't forget to put this underneath yourself. Otherwise you'll die. The bridal maid spread out her palms.

Xiao Jinhui looked at a blood bag in the palm of the maid's hand, and the membrane on it didn't know what it was.

He raised his head slightly, looked at the maid, and his eyes were so cold that the maid shivered instantly.

"Get out! I don't need to. ”

The maid was so frightened that her hands trembled, and she turned around and went to the door in a panic, and as soon as she arrived at the door, she was stopped by Meng Nanxing: "Why did you come out so quickly?" ”

"The princess let me out." The maid lowered her head and said.

Meng Nanxing nodded, let the maid go down, and walked to the door by himself.

Xiao Jinhui was washing her face next to the wooden basin, and Meng Nanxing walked over and said, "Why don't you let the maid serve you." ”

Xiao Jinhui did not speak.

"Women still have to be happy, since you don't like this maid, let's change it."

Xiao Jinhuo raised her head, and it seemed that she had been doing it for a while, but she didn't see what kind of person she was in her body.

Meng Nanxing looked at the woman's face that had been washed with lead, and sure enough, as she had taken her pulse, the woman's face was dull and yellow, and there were many color spots, if she guessed correctly, this woman was still constipated.

"Princess, are you constipated?" Meng Nanxing was suffering from an occupational disease, and he didn't even want to ask.

Xiao Jinhui, whose face was already gloomy, darkened his face even more when he heard the fake prince in front of him ask.

"Why does the prince ask that?" Xiao Jinhui asked rhetorically.

Meng Nanxing stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, realizing that he had said the wrong thing, how presumptuous it was to ask people if they were constipated when they met.

It's okay, Meng Nanxing comforted herself, she is a prince now, and she has a lot of power.

"Why does this king ask this, doesn't the princess know? The princess's expression has always been like this, and those who don't know think that this king has bullied you. ”

Meng Nanxing learned the expression of the woman opposite, his brows furrowed slightly, serious and serious.

It's as if someone else owes her eight million.