Quick wear: the host is so brave, and the blackened villain dares to tease

"Host, although Ning Ruowei intends to see Zhao Changyuan, the prime minister won't let her go. The family is preparing for a funeral. Didn't she even save face when she ran out at this time?"

There was a sarcastic smile on Ning Xi's lips.

At the same time, in Zhennan Palace.

Rumor has it that Zhao Yan, the king of Zhennan who suffered from old illnesses after many years of war, has been recuperating in his residence, and outsiders are not easily seen.

In the Martial Arts Field of the Wangfu, a handsome and handsome man was sitting in a wheelchair, and the old god was watching the martial arts competitions in the Martial Arts Field.

He looks very handsome, but the inadvertent light in his eyes is not to be underestimated.

This person is Zhennan King Zhao Yan.

"My lord, miss Ning, please see me."

Zhao Yan slightly raised his eyes, "That Ning Xi, the eldest daughter of the prime minister's family who has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha in the temple for more than ten years?"

"She's not dead?"

"Go back to the lord, Miss Ning is very lucky, she is safe and sound."

"I don't know about this marriage?"

When Zhao Yan heard this, he thought of something and laughed out loud.

"marriage?"

"Big deal."

"Just say that my king's body is becoming more and more useless, so I have to rejoice."

"After all, Miss Ning is a blessed person."

When Steward Fu heard his laughter, he knew what the master was planning, and he couldn't help wiping his sweat.

……

On the third day, Ning Xi wore a festive and delicate wedding dress and sat in the wedding sedan chair prepared by Zhennan Palace.

In fact, on the second day after she came to Yong'an City, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion sent someone to take her to a villa of Zhennan Prince to eat and drink for her to be married.

Ning Xi pulled the hijab on her head and moved her neck, the red hairpin on top of her head made her scalp ache.

If she hadn't insisted on keeping things simple, the maid in charge of dressing would still want to wear a golden step on her head.

She leaned on boredly, "Tongzi, tell me about the situation outside. I believe the news that I'm not dead has already spread."

The little white cat gave full play to its gossip instinct and babbled about the hero and heroine.

"Host, Zhao Changyuan couldn't hold back the smile on his face when he found out that you were not dead, but he was a little strange, and he had already chased after him."

"Tongzi, I really don't know what he's thinking?"

"Are you ecstatic because you married King Zhennan instead of Ning Ruowei, thus keeping Ning Ruowei?"

Ning Xi raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly.

"I don't care what he's thinking."

"I'll just see if he can keep the smile on his face when he sees me and calls me aunt!"

After hearing this, the little white cat rolled over in her arms.

"Meow! Host, you will take all the bamboo shoots on the mountain!"

As soon as the news spread that Ning Xi was still alive, Prime Minister Ning invited Zhao Changyuan to discuss matters.

Obviously, on the surface, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion were married, but in fact, the person who surrendered to Prime Minister Ning was the Sixth Prince Zhao Changyuan.

Prime Minister Ning stroked his beard, and said: "Your Majesty bestowed the marriage this time, most likely because he wanted to rule Zhennan King and take back his military power."

Zhao Changyuan showed hesitation on his face, Xueniang had died once, and he was no longer as determined as he was at the beginning.

Knowing that Xue Niang would continue to complete the marriage contract, he was always suffocating in his heart.

"After all, Xueniang is still your daughter, so you are willing to send her to the jackal's den in Zhennan Palace?"

When Prime Minister Ning heard the words, he suddenly smiled, "This is Xiaoxi's fate. As a member of the Xiangfu, she should contribute to the Xiangfu."

"What's more, the Prime Minister's Mansion is more than her daughter, isn't Ruowei more well-behaved and sensible than her?"

If it was before, Zhao Changyuan would definitely agree.

But now, for some reason, he couldn't speak.

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