Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 243 Being Targeted by the Fatty Boys
It was him.

What a coincidence that the man who picked up her white jade hairpin a few days ago.

"Don't you want to go out to find clues, let's go."

Jun Beicheng glanced at Lan Yueya indifferently, pulled Fu Ling and left, her phoenix eyes dimmed a little, and her voice seemed to be frozen into ice.

Fu Ling nodded, and followed Jun Beicheng out to find the wedding party.

Lan Yueya always smiled gracefully, his eyes fixed on the two people in the distance, from their tightly clasped hands, to Jun Beicheng's sharp-edged side face, to the piece hanging from his waist. Glass jade.

He is still so handsome, so dazzling.

On the street, the members of the welcoming team were still arguing fiercely with the young followers, and the atmosphere was tense.

Fuling and Jun Beicheng stood in the crowd, the little follower was holding a sword, with a face like I am the strongest, I am the most fierce, and said that the new wife is his.

The groom's official voice was on fire, he took off his hat and sweated, put it on and continued to curse: "With just one mouth, how can you turn black and white?!"

The little follower snorted coldly: "If you have the ability to fight!"

"I'm rushing to worship and get married, where did you come from, why don't you just get out of here?"

"If you tell me to get out, I'll get out? My wife is still in your sedan chair!"

The bridegroom officer pointed at his face and said unceremoniously: "If you continue to make trouble for no reason, I will report it to the official, and then you will have to wait to die!"

The little entourage did not show any weakness: "You hug the official, I hug my wife!"

The groom was speechless, and complained helplessly to the crowd: "Everyone comment, we don't know where he came from, everyone comment!!"

"Hey girl, that's right, that's you," the groom official looked at Fu Ling, clapped his hands in tears, and pointed to the little follower, "I think you are a sensible person, you come to judge, I am Shouldn't he be beaten to death!"

The little follower held the sword confidently and walked up to Fu Ling, and snorted, "Judge!"

Fu Ling couldn't hold back her laughter, she took a peek at Jun Beicheng, then straightened her body seriously, and walked around the little attendant with her hands behind her back.

The corner of Jun Beicheng's mouth twitched, but he didn't see it.

The little follower kept his eyes on Fu Ling, straightened his body, bent his arms to show off his muscles: "You have to think about it!"

After a long while, Fu Ling stopped in front of the little attendant, and smiled lightly: "I've made up my mind, the bride is yours, take it away."

The little follower was obviously taken aback!
The groom's official hat was frightened, and when he was about to find Fu Ling's theory, she stopped him with her hand.

Seeing the slumped expression of the little follower, Fu Ling pretended to be surprised: "They said it was yours, why didn't you hug her? Didn't you just say you wanted to hug her?"

The little follower glared at Fu Ling angrily. Obviously, she ruined his good deed!
The bridegroom officer suddenly understood, laughed and ran to the middle of the crowd, pointed at the little attendant and scolded: "Look at how cowardly he is, why don't you hug your wife?! Get out of here quickly, don't get in my way !!"

The little follower snorted angrily: "Isn't it okay to find the wrong one? I'll just go!"

As soon as the words fell, the little follower sneaked into the crowd under the eyes of everyone, and fled with the sword in his hand!
Want to run?

Fuling sneaked a glance at Jun Beicheng, who gave her a cold look and chased after her.

It's a pity that ideals and reality are always so far apart——

In the crowd, a group of little fat men surrounded Jun Beicheng, and the leading little fat man pointed at Jun Beicheng angrily: "That's what he said I'm fat, brothers, beat me up!"

Jun Beicheng: "."

About 20 little fat men clenched their fists together and ran towards Junbei City.

Fu Ling covered her mouth in shock, and looked at the group of little fat guys in disbelief.

Jun Beicheng stabbed the fat man this time!

Who told him to laugh at other people for being fat? It's all right now, he was being watched by the little fat guys to see how he can get away.

(End of this chapter)