"Xiao Yuchen, have you ever been to the Little Pavilion?"

"What is this king going to do in that kind of place?"

Feng Qianyan put down the dishes and chopsticks, and his eyes flashed with excitement: "When you are free, take me to have a look!"

"Yes. Xiao Yuchen smiled lightly and bowed slightly, "Wherever Yan Yan wants to go, this king will accompany him." ”

Seeing that he agreed so quickly, Feng Qiyan was a little uneasy: Why is it so easy to talk today? Is there anything greasy? Or is it ...... Because of the alcohol?

was thinking wildly, only to hear Xiao Yuchen continue faintly: "Yan Yan already has this king, even if he goes, those vulgar fans, I'm afraid they won't be able to get into your eyes." Hehe......"

This, this is the ......

The corners of Feng Qianyan's lips twitched, and he said tentatively: "Xiao Yuchen, are you sure you are not drunk?"

"Hehe, could it be that this king said something wrong?" Xiao Yuchen leaned lazily in his chair, smiling with a bit of evil charm.

Sure enough, drinking wine is really different from usual! Feng Tianyan was silent, picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat, not wanting to take care of the abnormal teenager opposite.

Just after a few bites, the light around me dimmed, and a small red brocade book appeared in front of me.

Feng Qianyan raised his head, swallowed the food in his mouth, and looked at Xiao Yuchen, who was standing beside him with a brocade book in his hand: "There is also a dowry?"

"Marriage book. Xiao Yuchen smiled and said two words with extreme seriousness.

"Isn't there a marriage decree?"

"A holy decree is a holy will. The marriage book is the marriage book, which is written by the king himself. ”

"Oh. Feng Qianyan wiped his little hands with a handkerchief, took it, and opened it carefully.

There are only a few lines on the book. Interestingly, it refers to the names of Xiao Yuchen and Feng Qianyan, not King Chen, the Six Princes and the eldest lady of the Protector General's Mansion, which are all written in their personal names. After reading it, Feng Qian Yan hooked the corners of his lips with interest, closed the brocade book, and handed it back.

Xiao Yuchen didn't answer, and asked, "Yan Yan is not satisfied?"

"Xiao Yuchen, isn't this marriage letter written by the parents of the two parties when they are going to get married? What does this mean when you give it to me now? Don't forget, we are fake, it's just an expedient measure! And there are three chapters of the covenant first!"

"Yan Yan doesn't have a marriage certificate in hand, what do you want to withdraw from the marriage?" Xiao Yuchen asked rhetorically.

"I-" When Xiao Yuchen said this, Feng Qianyan was speechless, he issued a holy decree, and he really didn't have any evidence in his hand! I can't take the holy decree and go to the emperor to divorce it! I blinked, and felt that what Xiao Yuchen said seemed to be very reasonable......

"Okay, I'll take this marriage letter. After Feng Qianyan finished speaking, he was about to put away the marriage book, but Xiao Yuchen grabbed his wrist and stopped: "Wait." ”

"Huh?" Feng Qian looked up inexplicably.

Xiao Yuchen let go of his hand, took out another copy of the same red brocade book, opened it and put it on the table. The brocade book in the hand of the wind was also opened, side by side with it. With a flip of his wrist, a brush stained with ink appeared in his hand. Holding a pen in his right hand and holding his sleeve in his left hand, he wrote the words "Xiao Yuchen" in the lower left corner of the two brocade albums.

After writing, he handed the pen to Feng Qianyan.

"Why do you need two marriage books?" Feng Qianyan took the pen and stood in front of the brocade book.

"One for you and one for me. Xiao Yuchen stood behind Feng Tianyan, wrapped his arm around him, and pointed to the left side of his name, "Yan Yan wrote his name here, and then covered it with a spiritual power imprint. The latest chapter of "Hundred Platings" Amazing Phoenix Ming: Supreme Miss Claw Book House is free to read for the first time.