Liu Yun was angry and retorted in a low voice: "Master, Yun'er is our daughter after all, why can't you be nice to her? You also know that Yun'er hurt Concubine Mu, how can the fourth prince give up? Alas!

It will be hard for this child from now on."

"She asked for it."

"You are an elder, and I respect you so I can obey you. Since you don't treat me as your daughter, then I don't have to treat you as my father?" Li Yunqing opened his eyes, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if he was confused.

If the poppy blooms, she looks at the person with stern eyes and says, "Whether you marry the fourth prince, whether you live or die, has nothing to do with you. From now on, you will each settle on your destiny."

"You——!" Li Chengfeng was furious.

"Master, as soon as Yun'er wakes up, stop fighting with her and let her have a good rest." Liu Yun looked sad again, looking at his daughter who had already closed her eyes and turned her back to them, and said slowly

: "There will be another storm from now on."

After saying that, he pulled Li Chengfeng to leave. After taking a look at Li Yunqing, he couldn't bear it. He finally became smarter and had to go to the fire pit to suffer again.

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In 377 BC, Cangqiong Kingdom worshiped Wu for thirty years.

The fifteenth day of the third lunar month is the year of Guisi. It is suitable for getting married. It is taboo for burial.

Ronghua City, the imperial capital of the Shenhao Continent, is a good place. It has luxurious nights, magnificent buildings, and the nobles, knights, and people trapped in it enjoy the wealth brought to them by the prosperous age.

It was March, when the spring flowers were blooming, and the entire imperial city was immersed in a joyous atmosphere.

Everywhere we went along the way, there were already lights and colorful decorations, especially the entire Li Mansion, which was almost lost in the red world.

Red ribbons, red balls, servants coming in and out, very busy.

Today is the wedding day of the two young ladies in the house, it can be said to be a double happiness.

One was married to the upright and humble second prince Baili Xi.

One was married to Baili Yi, the fourth prince who was notorious for being a womanizer.

It’s true that we have different fates for the same people.

In the past few days, the gate of Li Mansion was quickly broken through by those who came to visit Dao Xi. Li Shiyan vigorously promoted how powerful her future husband was.

Only Li Yunqing was alone in Cuiyu Pavilion, reading poems and paintings, occasionally practicing his skills. After all, he was also a mafia boss, so he naturally knew one and a half moves. He just hoped that they would be useless and he could spend the rest of his life safely.

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Li Yunqing sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the bronze mirror with her phoenix crown and rosy robe, a little pink and white on her face, which looked like morning glow reflecting the snow. She really looked as pale as a chrysanthemum.

But she could not understand the feeling of being married as a wife at all. She thought that if the person she was going to marry today was Wen Ang, then she would be so happy that she could not sit still.

It's a pity that she still doesn't know what the groom looks like.

While Chunfeng combed Li Yunqing's three thousand black hair, he praised her: "Miss is so beautiful. The fourth prince will definitely like her, so don't worry, Miss."

Li Yunqing smiled lazily, twitching her black hair, with a slight smile on her lips, but said nothing, watching all this quietly.

The spring breeze covered Li Yunqing's head with the red headband embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, covering everything in front of him, and even the unknown road.

Li Yunqing and Li Shiyan were supported by the matchmaker, stepped over the brazier, and were about to get into the sedan chair.

Suddenly, Li Shiyan howled out "Wow".
Chapter completed!