Jian Yao endured his nausea and closed his eyes silently. He only listened to Wan Qiyan say: "As long as the princess is willing to listen to me, I guarantee that the princess will be safe and sound in Nanyang City and enjoy all the wealth in the world!"

Could it be that he wants to usurp the government? A thought flashed across his mind, and Jian Yao tentatively asked: "What else?"

"Otherwise? Even if the king cherishes flowers, he won't want poisonous flowers, right?!" He twisted his index finger and thumb hard and let go of Jian Yao. Her fair and tender cheeks turned red.

Jian Yao endured the pain and said, "It seems that Jian Yao has no choice?"

"There is no choice!" Wan Qiyan raised the corners of his plump lips proudly.

"Alas -" After a period of silence, Jian Yao was heard saying quietly, "I will obey my orders. Please show mercy to Mr. Wanqi and let Jian Yao live."

"Hehehe!" Wan Qiyan nodded proudly and walked away.

Jian Yao sat in front of the Linghua Mirror like a wood sculpture. The person in the mirror was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, without a trace of life...

Drunk at the wedding night and lying in the lotus pond

The woman in front of the mirror is dressed in jewels, and her face is full of enchanting peonies. A little plum blossom makeup on her eyebrows reflects the blush between her cheeks.

"The princess is so beautiful! My mother-in-law, I have been giving bridesmaids for thirty years, but I have never seen anyone more beautiful than the princess!"

Jian Yao looked at himself in the mirror, and numbly raised the corners of his lips. His lips were full of red cheeks, and it was indeed a charming smile.

Jian Yao stood up, wearing a crimson bellyband that resembled the clouds, and her slim and graceful water snake waist was faintly visible. At first glance, she seemed absent-minded, but upon closer inspection, she felt that she was very charming.

"Princess, get on the sedan!" The maid brought the golden phoenix gauze, Jian Yao spread his arms, letting the red silk like cicada wings pass through his skin as smooth as cream, and lifted the red orb curtain on the phoenix crown, Jian Yao

He proudly put his chin away and walked towards the door step by step.

The long staircase is like a jade belt pouring down from the sky. In the extremely prosperous Nanyang City, the magnificent palace lanterns are accompanied by beautiful and melodious dance music flowing like cool water at night. Standing next to the sedan chair, Jimo looks at Jian Yao's gait as light as a beautiful flower.

The beautiful red lotus slowly floats down from the blue sky...

The moment he regained consciousness, Jian Yao was already standing next to him, stretching out his jade hand towards him. His enamel skin glowed slightly with a green light under the palace lantern. When Jimo took it, his palms were still wet with sweat.

"Get up the sedan!" A long shout woke up Jimo. Looking again, Jian Yao in the sedan had already moved forward, leaving only a faint spring breeze in Jimo's eyes.

Jimo looked at her side face. Jian Yao was wearing a wedding dress, her eyes were high and bright, and the candlelight made her face flush. He was not qualified to get her. Jimo's heart hurt like tearing. He stretched out his hand to reach out. Jimo held on tightly.

The red gauze headband in my arms was as heavy as a rock.

Watching her disappear at the end of the palace corridor, turning around, Jimo left quietly...

Within the gorgeous and magnificent palace walls, there are some desolate places and some prosperous ones.

Yi Huaisha sat quietly under the shadow of the tree, watching Jimo watch the noisy queue. When Jimo turned around, he saw her. Huaisha was a touch of light blue in this lively world, sitting on the golden orchid platform of the palace, with indifference.

The warmth, looking over from afar.

"Tsk..." Huaisha's smile had no clear meaning. Jimo paused for a moment, but still walked straight towards the palace gate.

"Jimo!" Huaisha said in a low voice, stopping Jimo's steps.

"She is the queen and the mother of the country..."

"I know!"

Jimo raised his drooped eyelids, and his dark pupils were like ancient wells. Huaisha's heart felt slightly sore, his eyes were not sad, not angry, not jealous, they just made people feel cold and desperate... Jian Yao endured the nausea and closed his eyes.

Silent. Just listen to Wan Qiyan say: "As long as the princess is willing to listen to me, I guarantee that the princess will be safe and sound in Nanyang City and enjoy all the wealth in the world!"

Could it be that he wants to usurp the government? A thought flashed across his mind, and Jian Yao tentatively asked: "What else?"

"Otherwise? Even if the king cherishes flowers, he won't want poisonous flowers, right?!" He twisted his index finger and thumb hard and let go of Jian Yao. Her fair and tender cheeks turned red.

Jian Yao endured the pain and said, "It seems that Jian Yao has no choice?"

"There is no choice!" Wan Qiyan raised the corners of his plump lips proudly.

"Alas -" After a period of silence, Jian Yao was heard saying quietly, "I will obey my orders. Please show mercy to Mr. Wanqi and let Jian Yao live."

"Hehehe!" Wan Qiyan nodded proudly and walked away.

Jian Yao sat in front of the Linghua Mirror like a wood sculpture. The person in the mirror was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, without a trace of life...

Drunk at the wedding night and lying in the lotus pond

The woman in front of the mirror is dressed in jewels, and her face is full of enchanting peonies. A little plum blossom makeup on her eyebrows reflects the blush between her cheeks.

"The princess is so beautiful! My mother-in-law, I have been giving bridesmaids for thirty years, but I have never seen anyone more beautiful than the princess!"

Jian Yao looked at himself in the mirror, and numbly raised the corners of his lips. His lips were full of red cheeks, and it was indeed a charming smile.

Jian Yao stood up, wearing a crimson bellyband that resembled the clouds, and her slim and graceful water snake waist was faintly visible. At first glance, she seemed absent-minded, but upon closer inspection, she felt that she was very charming.

"Princess, get on the sedan!" The maid brought the golden phoenix gauze, Jian Yao spread his arms, letting the red silk like cicada wings pass through his skin as smooth as cream, and lifted the red orb curtain on the phoenix crown, Jian Yao

He proudly put his chin away and walked towards the door step by step.

The long staircase is like a jade belt pouring down from the sky. In the extremely prosperous Nanyang City, the magnificent palace lanterns are accompanied by beautiful and melodious dance music flowing like cool water at night. Standing next to the sedan chair, Jimo looks at Jian Yao's gait as light as a beautiful flower.

The beautiful red lotus slowly floats down from the blue sky...

The moment he regained consciousness, Jian Yao was already standing next to him, stretching out his jade hand towards him. His enamel skin glowed slightly with a green light under the palace lantern. When Jimo took it, his palms were still wet with sweat.

"Get up the sedan!" A long shout woke up Jimo. Looking again, Jian Yao in the sedan had already moved forward, leaving only a faint spring breeze in Jimo's eyes.

Jimo looked at her side face. Jian Yao was wearing a wedding dress, her eyes were high and bright, and the candlelight made her face flush. He was not qualified to get her. Jimo's heart hurt like tearing. He stretched out his hand to reach out. Jimo held on tightly.

The red gauze headband in my arms was as heavy as a rock.

Watching her disappear at the end of the palace corridor, turning around, Jimo left quietly...

Within the gorgeous and magnificent palace walls, there are some desolate places and some prosperous ones.

Yi Huaisha sat quietly under the shadow of the tree, watching Jimo watch the noisy queue. When Jimo turned around, he saw her. Huaisha was a touch of light blue in this lively world, sitting on the golden orchid platform of the palace, with indifference.

The warmth, looking over from afar.

"Tsk..." Huaisha's smile had no clear meaning. Jimo paused for a moment, but still walked straight towards the palace gate.

"Jimo!" Huaisha said in a low voice, stopping Jimo's steps.

"She is the queen and the mother of the country..."

"I know!"
Chapter completed!