The gentleness of the mysterious evil prince

Chapter 11 Reluctance
When Qiandiewu lifted the red hijab in front of everyone, Qiancai and the others gasped. I was afraid that Jimo Wuming would go mad and settle accounts with them on the spot, but Jimo Wuming got on his horse and left without saying anything.

When the welcoming team left, Qiancai breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, and sighed, "It's finally gone, it's so dangerous."

"I never thought that Qian Die Wu would be able to marry into Mo Castle, hmph." Qian Jin stared at the direction of the welcoming team, her eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness.

"That's right, I don't know what the vision of the Great Castle Master of Mo Castle is. He even married such a lowly person. I think he must be an ugly monster. If you marry someone who has no status, you won't be afraid of being rejected by the other party." Qianyin was not reconciled. , in envy, jealousy and hatred.

"Say one thing less, the two of you. If the people in Mo Castle hear it, we must die." Mrs. Qian didn't want to provoke Mo Castle, so she didn't envy Qian Diewu at all for marrying into Mo Castle. Seeing Zhou Liniang beside her, she He just taunted her, "Zhou Liniang, your daughter married into Mo Castle, so what should you do? Don't forget, the master gave you the divorce letter yesterday, and you are no longer from the Qian family."

Zhou Liniang slowly withdrew her gaze, and replied coldly, "I will leave Qianjia immediately."

"That's the best. In this way, we can save two pairs of chopsticks."

Zhou Liniang didn't pay attention to Mrs. Qian any more, but continued to look at the direction where the welcoming team disappeared, missing her daughter and wishing her happiness. After a long time, she returned to Qian's house, packed her things and left.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Qian Diewu felt more and more anxious. She, who has always been calm, could no longer keep her composure. Her hands were covered in cold sweat. She was so nervous, especially when she came to Mo Castle, the sound of blowing and beating made her feel nervous. more panic.

Jimo Wuming jumped off the horse, looked back at the sedan chair, and left without saying anything, leaving all matters to others.

Qian Diewu didn't know anything, didn't understand anything, and did everything according to the instructions, let Xi Po walk into the hall with the help of Xi Po, and stood still in the middle of the hall.Although she couldn't see anything with the red turban on her head, she could still feel that there were many people in the hall, and everyone was staring at her, making her even more nervous.But one thing she knew very well, the groom was not there.

This Jimo Wuxuan is quite airy, yet he still hasn't shown his face at this time, as expected, he is extremely difficult to get along with.

It's okay, she endured it.

Jimo Wuxuan was wearing a bright red wedding dress, sitting in a wheelchair, staring out the window motionlessly.

Jimo Wuming walked in and reminded him, "Brother, the bride has arrived, shouldn't you go to the hall to worship? There are many guests today, even the emperor is here, I'm afraid you can't go out if you don't."

"Is everything going well?" Jimo Wuxuan answered irrelevantly, fiddled with the mechanism on the wheelchair, turned the wheelchair around, and faced Jimo Wuming.

"Everything went well, except that the bride lifted her red hijab before getting on the sedan chair."

"How do you deal with it?"

"I didn't deal with anything. The reason she lifted her hijab was to say goodbye to her mother. It can be seen that she has a good relationship with her mother and is a filial daughter. But I don't fully believe it. Maybe she is playing tricks and thinking Earn our trust. Seriously, she's not bad looking, barely good enough for you."

"Let's go." Jimo Wuxuan didn't express any opinion on this matter, pushed the wheel of the wheelchair with his hands, and walked towards the door.

"I'll do it." Jimo Wuming stepped forward, came to the back of the wheelchair, and pushed the wheelchair away.

(End of this chapter)