Ji Yue sarcastically said lightly, "So don't think that you are the prince, you can call the wind and rain, and you can make your ministers obey. Even if you are the emperor, you cannot let all the ministers return."

Every word she said was real and terrifying, and creepy.

Wu Tong said subconsciously, "You are living a good life!"

Jiyue raised her delicate chin, noble and elegant, "Yes, I am a strong man, I am cruel and ruthless, no one who blocks my way will be left. Can you kill the gods when they meet the gods, and the Buddha when they meet the Buddha?"

"..." Wu Tong was silent, he couldn't!

The room fell into a terrible silence again, and the people in the world finally realized that the battle for the throne was far more terrifying than they thought.

There was a noise outside, "The bride is here, hurry up, get ready."

The sound of firecrackers rang out loud, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

The bride in red wedding dress was helped up by two wedding girls. The bride seemed to be inconvenient to hands and feet, her whole body was stiff and she couldn't move.

Murong Yi walked behind, wearing a festive auspicious dress, smiling and looking festive.

Jiyue's mouth curled slightly, and it was indeed an old fox, so he was too silenced.

Afang was wearing a wedding dress and stood aside, with a calm expression and no sign of joy.

The celebrant has been waiting for a long time, "The auspicious time has arrived, so please give me a greeting."

He saw that the atmosphere was strange and did not dare to delay time. He couldn't wait to speak, "One worships the world, two worships the high hall, and the couple worships each other..."

The bride was forced to bow down by the hostess, as if she was struggling.

Everyone saw it, but tacitly thought that they didn't see it.

Their biological father didn’t say anything, what else could others say?

Wu Tong's mood was very complicated. The woman she once loved the most married to someone else was a little sour and a little astringent, but more relaxed.

It seems that I have gotten rid of a burden and can breathe freely.

After the couple bowed to each other, a wedding girl relaxed her vigilance and her hands were slightly loose. The bride seized the opportunity, pulled off the red veil and screamed loudly, "I don't admit the wedding, I don't want to marry him."

Murong Qingqing's face was full of humiliation and a steadfast and unyielding look.

But everyone stared at her in a daze, and no one said anything.

I've finished paying for the church, and I still say this, isn't it useless?

A side is like sinking water, "continue."

He was almost angry and didn't like this woman at all, and he was still worthy of his face. He was unforgivable.

He is from the royal palace and represents the face of the royal palace!

The emcee looked frightened and said, "Sent into the bridal chamber."

The wedding lady came forward to help her. Before she could touch her, she picked up the candle on the table and tried to throw it out.

Everyone went to the side, Murong Qingqing pointed at Afang and cursed loudly, "You bastard, don't even think about your identity, you actually want to marry me? I am the eldest lady of the Murong family..."

"Bang." The slap was over, the candle flew away, and Murong Qingqing's face became swollen.

Murong Qingqing was furious and rushed towards Afang, screaming hysterically.

"Dare you dare to hit me? I will fight you."

Her innocent reputation and her future were destroyed by this man!

Afang slapped out without hesitation, "Room."

Murong Qingqing was photographed, hitting her head on the pillar, and her head was bleeding.

Murong Yi couldn't stop him, his face changed drastically, and he had only time to go forward to see the injuries.

Murong Qingqing pushed him away angrily, with resentment in his eyes.

He actually controlled her vagina and forced her to marry a servant!

What do you say to be patient for a moment!

She didn't want to endure it for a moment!

Afang was very angry, "It's just a bitch who has lost his virginity, so why are you pretending to be a stinking air? How could the Murong family have a daughter like you? If I am willing to marry you, you should kneel down and thank you. Bitch, it's so disgusting."

He doesn't like this woman, okay?

Pretend to be like a saint!

Who among the people present doesn’t know her true face?

Murong Qingqing trembled all over, "You...you..."

All the anger that Afang had been holding it for a long time was spitting out, "I have been tolerating you for a long time. You took the initiative to pester and sacrifice yourself. You insisted on marrying me. Now you are going to ruin your marriage. What kind of thing do you dare to play with me? You can't do it without fighting."

He was so angry that he waved his palm again, wanting to kill her.

Murong Yi naturally couldn't sit still and waited forward to stop him, "Stop, Afang, she is already your wife, you shouldn't treat her like this."

Afang sneered, "Why are you treating her? Are you shameless in holding this smelly? Why are you embarrassed to say such shameless words? You Murong family are not good people."

Murong Yi's face looked ugly, "Afang, I am your father-in-law!"

If it weren't for the sake of Mr. Nangong and Mu Jiyue, he wouldn't want to marry his daughter to a small guard.

Afang looked disdainful, "When your daughter learns to serve me, then say such things to me."

How could Murong Qingqing bear this when he heard this? "Bah, it's impossible for the next life. Do you think you are a famous young man?"

Afang is not easy to mess with, and he is sarcastic, "You want to marry a noble young man from a famous family. What a pity, as long as a normal man will not marry a slut like you."

Murong Qingqing was angry and picked up the candle holder on one side and threw it over, "Go to die."

Afang easily took the candlestick and put it on the ground, his face as dark as charcoal.

"Don't you want to be my wife?"

Murong Qingqing's eyes lit up. The barbarian finally knew that he was not worthy of her and was going to let her go?

"Yes, I don't want to..."

Afang shouted impatiently, "Okay, then be a concubine, you are a lowly concubine, you don't want to eat and drink, you don't know how to eat, everyone will give me a certificate, because she doesn't want to be a wife."

This is OK? Everyone looks at each other and their expressions are very complicated.

Murong Qingqing stared at Qingqing with her head blank. What does it mean?

She was completely confused and couldn't turn her mind.

Ah Fang ignored this and walked to Nangong Hanxi with grievance, "Master, I have no wife anymore."

Nangong Hanxi smiled faintly, "It's okay, I'll give you one."

Afang was stunned for a moment and saluted habitually, "Thank you, my master."

Nangong Hanxi clapped his hands and a woman in a red wedding dress was helped out, and the scene was in an uproar.

There is actually a bride? The situation of the gods? Are you ready for it?

Nangong Hanxi smiled, noble and reserved.

"This is the daughter of the prefect of Wannan, a noble lady with a good character, and she is good at being a wife. She is just right for you. I hope you will treat others well."

He cannot tolerate anyone trampling on the dignity of the royal palace!

A Fang's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed. He married a wife and had a good character.

And he is a daughter of a famous family, so great.

"Thank you, Master, to fulfill your wish."

Nangong Hanxi waved his hand and said, "Present."

He kept ordering, and Afang immediately led the bride to the hall to salute.

The emcee said mechanically, "One worships the heaven and earth, two worships the high hall, and the husband and wife worships each other..."

A pair of newcomers perform rituals in a manner, and are particularly serious and standardized.

Suddenly, Murong Yi reacted and shouted loudly, "No, stop immediately, don't worship again."
Chapter completed!