118 National Preceptor’s Wedding

On this day, just after dawn, Feng Qiange was informed of the news that the Imperial Master was getting married. He couldn't help but wonder. Ye Meitong had just disappeared here the day before, and he actually announced the wedding the next day. How could these two things happen?

It will also bring people together.

"It turns out that little Tongtong was kidnapped to get married." Early in the morning, Liu Su was making sarcastic remarks, while Feng Qianye had a dark face from beginning to end, and Liu Su kept talking.

When he was smiling exaggeratedly, cough, a peanut was accurately stuck in his throat, and his face turned red. Several people looked on with cold eyes, knowing that this was the result of being too complacent.

Seeing that Feng Qianye didn't make any move, Feng Qiange asked with some uncertainty: "When will we act?" He thought that since they knew where the person was, they should rescue him as soon as possible.

But Feng Qianye said: "Since the Imperial Master likes to get married so much, why should we give her an unforgettable wedding?" The murderous intent was evident in his words. It was rare that he could analyze various situations so calmly. But

He didn't seem to be worried about Ye Meitong's situation. What if he was directly raped by the national master.

Feng Qiange knew that Feng Qianye would not give up like that, but when he knew what Feng Qianye did to the Imperial Master, he would only feel that he should not offend Feng Qianye by provoking Ye Meitong,

This will only make you die miserably.

"You're not afraid, Xiaotongtong..." Liu Su dared to say what they didn't dare to say, after all, what he said was the truth.

Feng Qianye replied confidently: "The Imperial Preceptor must have a conspiracy, she is safe now." I have to admire Feng Qianye's confidence, the Imperial Preceptor is not only making Ye Meitong weak, but also delicious.

Drinkers are waiting, but the conspiracy will also surface.

"Master, I heard that you are getting married?" The emperor couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart when he heard about it early in the morning. He couldn't wait to ask questions as soon as he came to court.

The smile on the face of the Imperial Preceptor proved that it was true, which made the emperor even more surprised: "I wonder which family the Imperial Preceptor married?" At this time, the king of a country directly transformed into a gossip reporter.

"Your Majesty, it's better to come and reveal the answer to the mystery in two days." The Imperial Preceptor's words have come to this point, and the Emperor doesn't want to ask any more questions. He is even more curious about the woman the Imperial Preceptor wants to marry, but he just assumes that he knows the person the Imperial Preceptor wants to marry.

What kind of expression would the person he called a monster have?

At this time, the news of the Imperial Master's wedding spread like wildfire. People in the streets and palaces were all discussing this matter. "The Imperial Master's wedding, I wonder what gift is suitable for me to give you?" Feng Qiange said as soon as Feng Qianye came out.

In the courtyard, he met the Imperial Preceptor who was going to the next morning court.

The Imperial Master was full of smiles, not affected by Feng Qiange's impolite words. The wrinkles on his face were all squeezed together, making him look ugly no matter how ugly he looked. "The fact that the prince is here is the greatest gift." The two of them couldn't help but smile.

Doing Tai Chi in an unassuming way.

"The prince wishes that the Imperial Master will get his wish." Feng Qiange glanced at the Imperial Master, but there was no trace of wish in his tone.

The Imperial Preceptor was not annoyed, but was full of confidence. "Then I would like to thank the Crown Prince first." After saying that, he left without looking back. There was no sign of respect at all, and he could do whatever he wanted even in front of the emperor.

, let alone the prince of Xianyun.

Looking at the retreating figure, the corners of Feng Qiange's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a light and gentle smile. She was really looking forward to the wedding, but this was very painful for Ye Meitong, who was in the mist.

She was in an unfamiliar place, her limbs were weak, and even those people were not worried about her situation. If Ye Meitong knew this, she would definitely scold them to the point of leaving their bodies intact.

"Damn it, I don't want to eat porridge, I want to eat meat." Such a voice came from the remote courtyard from time to time, but after a while, calmness returned.

Ye Meintong was driven crazy. It was okay for these people not to speak, but they refused to listen to anything they said. It had been a day since Ye Meintong was arrested. She was calm at first, but as time went by

The mood becomes worse.

"Call the old man over here." Ye Meintong still refused to give up and was still shouting. The only answer she received was the busy back of the maid. Ye Meintong was still weak and could only vent her dissatisfaction with her words.

.

All day long, she was treated like a useless person. Sometimes she was given a red wedding dress, and sometimes she was fed. It made her heart full of anger, but no one responded to her at all. It was like a punch on cotton.

It was thankless. Even the Imperial Master she saw that night never came again. He had people waiting on her every day. If it weren't for the big red wedding dress in front of her eyes, she wouldn't have believed it even if he beat her to death.

I am really ready to get married to her.

Just thinking about that old face, and then thinking about how she wanted to get married to him, I felt a chill in my heart. I had never experienced a wedding in my life. Could it be that this was the first time that she had to marry this old man? Thinking of this, Ye Meitong began to wonder.

She was looking forward to someone rescuing her, but she was not interested in the old man's conspiracy. Although she was very curious, she just couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

With a creak, the door was opened, and the national preceptor whom Ye Meitui had scolded for a long time appeared. She was finally able to see someone who could talk. Ye Meintong was so happy in her heart. She recognized even monsters and ghosts. The national preceptor appeared.

Waving their hands, the maids retreated, and now only Ye Meitong and the Imperial Master were left in the room.

Ye Meintong suddenly realized that she seemed to be at a disadvantage now. What would she do if this damn old man showed his bestiality? Thinking of various possibilities, the Imperial Master said: "Put away those dirty thoughts of yours.

"The Imperial Master has naturally taken off the black gauze, and for some reason he no longer looks like an old man when facing Ye Meitong.

Ye Meintong was speechless, dirty? Her thoughts were dirty, and his actions were also dirty. "Why on earth did you tie me up?" Ye Meintong didn't believe that he really wanted to marry her, so she went straight to the point.

asked.

"Ninth Princess? Are you really the Ninth Princess?" The Imperial Master did not answer her words, but muttered to himself, casually sitting at the table opposite Ye Meitong.

"Isn't the Imperial Master very clear?" Ye Meintong is the best at talking nonsense. She doesn't care if someone can talk to her. At this moment, she suddenly feels like Lu Yuhan's talkative person. This knowledge makes Ye

Mei Tong's heart was shocked. It turned out that Lu Yuhan had been holding back for a long time, so she could talk so much. At this time, Lu Yuhan, who was far away in Yun Kingdom, sneezed. It seemed that someone was thinking about her.

"The Imperial Master naturally knows that there are monsters of unknown origin." The Imperial Master raised the corners of his mouth and slowly uttered a few words.

"Unknown origin? Or a monster? Then you are sick of bringing monsters into your home." Ye Meintong was so irritated that she immediately went berserk. Her irritable tone contrasted with the leisurely attitude of the Imperial Master.

"The Ninth Princess is actually a sweetheart." Seeing Ye Meituong running away, the Imperial Master joked. The Imperial Master at this time obviously didn't look like the old man before. Ye Meintong discovered the problem.

Somewhat uncertain.

"Should I call you Imperial Master, or someone else?" Ye Meintong calmed down, and her sudden question made the Imperial Master in front of her chuckle.

"Hahahaha, Ninth Princess, it seems she is really not an ordinary person." After leaving such meaningful words, the Imperial Master smiled and left the room, leaving Ye Meitong alone in deep thought.

As the Imperial Master walked out of the door at this time, two different voices had already formed in his heart. "I didn't expect that she would find out." An old voice said, "Isn't this very interesting?"

Ye Meitong's conversational voice was filled with the joy of discovering a new world. "Don't be careless," the old voice reminded.

"Okay, okay, I got it." The young voice was a little helpless, but there was already compromise in the words. The old voice sighed at this moment, "It's almost, it's soon..." They have been waiting for so many years,
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