Your Majesty, Your Majesty has ascended the throne!

Yan Rujin raised her wrist silently.

"How about, Mr. Qiu, try the medicine in it, will it be enough to make you ecstasy?"

Regarding the bracelet on Yan Rujin's hand, Qiu Zeyan smiled knowingly and stood up slightly.

"Okay, tell me, what are you looking for?"

"I can't simply bring you food." Qiu Zeyan said, looking deeply at Yan Rujin with those eyes.

With such a glib tongue, Yan Rujin lay on the bed, looking at him with her head propped up.

"Do you think I'll believe it?"

Qiu Zeyan's heart felt cold for no reason, and he was about to speak aggrievedly, looking at Yan Rujin's cold eyes.

He finally thought of one thing.

"Oh... I remembered, Jiuxiang is ready, when do you think it's suitable?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Rujin lay down and let out a sigh of relief.

"Recently, I want to take a good rest. You can figure it out. Don't delay it until my wedding is still unresolved."

Speaking of her wedding, Qiu Zeyan smiled playfully.

"It looks like you don't want to get married."

"Do you want to get married? Do you want to guard such a boring person every day, and also go step by step with him, pretending to be respectful outside?"

Seeing her react so strongly, Qiu Zeyan laughed even wider.

"Then if I snatch the marriage, will you go with me then?"

Although she didn't know if what he said was true or not, Yan Rujin smiled calmly.

"Don't bother you, this marriage, who knows how to get it done!" Yan Rujin turned over as she spoke.

Turning his back to Qiu Zeyan, he said, "No."

Qiu Zeyan watched her figure change several times, and finally said with a smile: "Then it's settled, I, Qiu Zeyan, will definitely support your wedding."

"Go slowly!" Yan Rujin said lazily.

On the roof, Mo Shi, who had been squatting all the time, watched Qiu Zeyan fly away, and couldn't help sighing secretly.

Look up at the peaches.

"Look, my master has been on guard for three nights, what's the result? Not even a table of food from the enemy's family."

Tao Zi looked at Mo Shi angrily.

"Have you asked your master to guard it? Because I knew that I was going to marry your master, my young lady was so worried that she couldn't sleep at night."

Mo Shi listened, and just wanted to retort: ​​Can't sleep at night?Then I didn't sleep for three days.

But seeing Taozi's eyes, he immediately swallowed those words back to his stomach.

"Okay! Good men don't fight with women."

Taozi's face was full of warning.

In the midst of the flash, Mo Shi flew away immediately, not willing to fight.

After all, who is Taozi? She is the only seedling under his uncle's family, and she is very precious.

How can he afford it.

Yunxiang Pavilion

"Will Miss Jiuxiang come out later?"

"Today's Wenxiangyan is for Miss Jiuxiang."

"Look at the second floor. I heard that many noble families have come to Yunxiang Pavilion today, just to see the beauty of Miss Jiuxiang."

When everyone is discussing Jiuxiang.

I don't know who said a word.

"Yeah, the eldest son of the He family is here too."

"Isn't that the son of the Shen family?"

"Didn't Duke Qing's mansion say they were in trouble? Why is Mr. Jiang Peiwen still in the mood to come out?"

Jiuxiang is wearing a floor-length dress with fiery red gauze and Ruyi dark pattern, with wide sleeves and slim waist covered in red gauze, only revealing a pair of bright eyes with hooks.

She just stood there at the fence.

He Kaijie was the first to see that Furong Yan danced amazingly, and it was this woman who had a subtle fragrance and leisurely fragrance.

"Quickly, go and tell Mother Rong, I'm going to decide on this girl!"

The servant who followed beside him hurried out of the private room.

Jiuxiang hated these men extremely, and the eyes of each of them were undisguised.

Thinking of Qiu Zeyan's arrangement, she closed her eyes slightly, Qiu Zeyan was all in her mind.

Soon the fragrance around her was released.

At the same time, behind her was custom-made, a fan hanging from the beam and pulled by a human hand, blew violently behind her.

The fragrance from her body spread throughout the Yunxiang Pavilion.

And those people who were facing her, smelling the unique fragrance, were all mesmerized.

Shen Bokun, who had just entered the private room, was naturally overwhelmed by these scents.

Familiar thoughts brought him back to Fu Rongyan that day.

The light gauze is graceful, and the fragrance tickles the heart.

"It's the fairy from that day." Saliva has flowed from the corner of Shen Bokun's mouth.

She didn't look good at all, so she wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb: "Come here, tell Mother Rong that I, Shen Bokun, are going to decide on this girl."

Just because of this fragrance, many people standing on the first floor began to raise signs one after another.

Many of them are domestic slaves of your family, fighting for their masters.

Mother Rong, who came out after a long wait, was dressed in red and green, with a beaming face.

"Yoyo, let me tell you, my family, Jiuxiang, don't follow these rules."

"Mom, you said it, what rules, we just follow it!"

Rong's mother flicked the silk in her hand: "This money, you must be trying to compete. Although the highest price is true, I am also soft-hearted. I will select the three highest bidders first, and then let the other Our family Jiuxiangxuan."

This is why some people are dissatisfied.

"A female branch of Chang, let her choose? Pooh."

I don't know who said a word.

But Mother Rong, who was standing on the second floor, could see it clearly.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Liu? How about counting it on me today and letting you choose carefully in my Yunxiang Pavilion?"

As soon as she said that, she waved her hand, and several shirtless thugs came up behind him and respectfully asked him to leave.

At this time, the bidding has been completely unstoppable.

The base price was 1000 taels, and the higher the bid, the higher the price. Even in the end, there were still three who continued to raise their prices.

"Okay, okay, the three young masters who are still bidding, might as well step up to the stage..."

She hadn't finished speaking.

Now Shen Bokun, who is in full swing, is in the private room on the second floor, through the glazed bead curtain, he said contemptuously: "Mother Rong, don't blame me for not giving you face, just because of her identity... let her come to the second floor to meet me."

Just listening to the voice, Rong's mother already knew who it was.

Before she could answer, a voice sounded from the other side: "Mother Rong, there is always a first come, first come first, right? I sent you a letter a long time ago."

He Kaijie's gloomy voice made people feel uncomfortable, causing Rong's mother to sweat coldly on her back.

"Yes, yes, Mr. He."

But as soon as this side agreed, there was also an unhappy voice from the other side.

"Mother Rong, do you still want to stay in Haojing? If you are sensible, you should know what to do."

Mother Rong, who was originally calm, was looking at the second floor.

He raised his hand and wanted to say a few words to the ancestors in the private room.

But there is no suitable sentence for this stunned mouth.

"Didn't Mother Rong let me choose? Then I will let me choose." Jiuxiangying turned around.

Upon hearing this, Mother Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately said with a smile: "The first person to speak is this year's No. [-] Shinco tribute, Mr. Shen Bokun. We only have such a nobleman from the Shen family in Haojing."

The implication in these words has been completely put on the table.

"The second person who spoke is the well-known young master of the He family in Gaojing, a gentleman who is second to none in modesty, with outstanding literary and military skills, but the He family in Gaojing, think about it..."