Marry a queen

Murong Jing greeted him to the main hall.

As soon as he went in, the rest followed suit.

"Huh? Why are you so...simple?" Murong Jing swept across the hall, pretending to be surprised.

So fake...

Everyone knew it well, but no one dared to speak out or make an expression of contempt. [

Master Yun was used to the wind and waves, so he said politely without changing his face: "I made the emperor laugh at you."

At this time, Xiaobao and the bride also stepped into the lobby.

The butler ordered tea to be prepared.

The marriage ceremony was thus interrupted.

Xiao Bao looked directly at Murong Jing, with deep thought in his eyes.

Huangfu Qingcheng did not follow into the lobby, but quietly leaned towards a servant of Lingyun Villa next to him, because he suspected that the atmosphere was a little strange, or rather weird. .Is there something I don't know?So, he asked in a low voice: "What's the matter? You all look so weird?"

"...Your Majesty, you look very similar to that thief..." The man also whispered what was in his heart.

Huangfu Qingcheng's shock was no small matter!

This... the situation is getting more and more chaotic? !It's also getting harder to figure out.

The emperor of Beiwan?

Nanban's prince? !

easy?What kind of ability does this woman have to make three such powerful people bow down under her pomegranate skirt?In the current situation, as the eldest prince of Sang Country, it is indeed inappropriate for him to show up more, and he quietly retreated before he attracted too much attention.

Above the lobby, the atmosphere is a bit weird.

Murong Jing stepped closer to the bride and looked at her quietly.

With his hands behind his back, he slowly circled the bride several times.

"Villa Master Yun, whoever can choose a daughter-in-law will definitely be able to win the country and the city." Murong Jing admired slowly.Those eyes still stayed on the bride.

"The emperor's reputation is too high——"

"Hey! Master Yun doesn't need to be overly modest. If it's a simple appearance, how can it be worthy of your son?" When he said this, he glanced at Xiaobao.Murong Jing seemed to be in deep thought, but his eyes were still locked on the bride, "I feel, I feel... the figure of the bride is very much like an old friend of mine."

"Old friend?" Master Yun was puzzled. [