"puff--"

In the crowd, someone couldn't hold it back and sprayed it out.

The expression on Ruifeng's face became strange.

Why does he feel that Su Moyan is harming his prince?

Su Moyan put the rooster in her arms, raised her hand to lift the rooster's chin, and spoke in an affectionate tone.

"Ah! My dear King Jing! Look at your bright red hair crown, which looks like freshly taken out pig lungs. You have two eyes and half of your face. You look sideways at people. It's so fresh and cute. Your nostrils are so small that they can't be seen.

It's like panting, and the pointed mouth is as hard as stone, it's so beautiful!"

Ruifeng just had doubts, but now he is sure.

Su Moyan was referring to "chicken" and scolding "King Jing"!

She was scolding the prince for being heartless, having a small nose, small eyes, small mouth, and looking askance at people!

This fat girl really doesn’t take the prince seriously!

Ruifeng was displeased and warned, "Princess, please be careful with your words. Our prince is not like this."

Su Moyan raised her head and followed Ruifeng's voice.

Even though her head was covered with a red hijab, Ruifeng still felt the piercing knives flying out of Su Moyan's eyes.

"Didn't you say that this chicken is the prince, and the prince is the chicken? Since this chicken is the prince, then whatever the chicken looks like, the prince will look like. If you say that the prince does not look like this, then you should explain it carefully.

Why did you bring me a chicken that looks different from the prince? Are you fooling my Su family, or are you fooling the current emperor?!"

"I……"

Ruifeng was shocked.

I didn’t expect that Su Moyan was actually a bit wise!

There was a trap in her words and he couldn't answer.

Ruifeng quickly made a respectful gesture and said, "Princess, please get on the sedan to avoid missing the auspicious moment."

Su Moyan understood that Ruifeng wanted to settle the matter, but she didn't want to settle the matter!

"What kind of sedan are you getting on? You haven't told me yet, is this chicken King Jing? If it wasn't, I wouldn't have gotten on the sedan today! I don't want to marry a pheasant with unknown origins.

!”

Ruifeng took a deep breath.

He knew that Su Moyan was planning to make things worse.

After Su Moyan's argument, Ruifeng realized that Prince Jing's Mansion was now at a disadvantage.

If the argument continues, everyone in the capital will treat King Jing like a chicken whenever he is mentioned.

If I had known earlier, I would not have listened to the seventh prince.

In order to leave here quickly, Ruifeng begged for mercy.

"Back to the princess, this chicken is the prince!"

Su Moyan snorted twice: "Where is the official of the Ministry of Rites?"

Hong Jiyue, the official of the Ministry of Rites, was waiting at the side. When he heard Su Moyan asking about his whereabouts, in case Su Moyan survived the next day and went to the emperor to complain about his neglect, he immediately stepped forward with a smile.

"Your Majesty, Hong Jiyue, pays homage to Princess Jing!"

Su Moyan nodded, and then asked: "Did you hear what the manager of Prince Jing's Mansion said?"

Hong Jiyue recalled the conversation between Su Moyan and Ruifeng just now, and felt a little confused. She did not dare to directly say that she heard it, and deliberately pretended not to understand and asked: "Which sentence are you referring to, Princess?"

“Who is this chicken in my arms?”

"this……"

Hong Jiyue glanced at Ruifeng, feeling uneasy and undecided.

The air pressure around Su Moyan's body dropped instantly, and her tone was stern questioning.

"As a ceremonial officer, you don't know who the groom is? You just want me to get on the sedan in a daze? How do you do things for the emperor?"

Hong Jiyue immediately begged for mercy, he was scared!

Although he couldn't afford to offend either King Jing or the Emperor, Su Moyan couldn't afford to offend him even more!

Because she is right in front of you now!

If Su Moyan is offended and Su Moyan refuses to marry, the emperor will definitely hold him accountable.

"Back to Princess, the chicken in your arms is our Prince Jing of Longyue Kingdom!"

"Um."

Su Moyan nodded with satisfaction, "Did everyone hear this? This chicken is King Jing! Today I want to marry King Jing!"

The crowd burst into laughter, "This Su Moyan is so stupid, holding a chicken and saying she is King Jing."

Su Moyan didn't care when she heard it. What a wise man wants to do is always looked down upon and ridiculed by others at the beginning.

She said to Xiu'er, "Now that the groom has been confirmed, please help me go."

"Get up the sedan~"

With a shout, the eight-carriage sedan slowly lifted up.

Everyone watched with envy as the dowry was carried out of the Duke's Mansion one by one.

"The daughter of the Su family who got married in such a grand and luxurious manner must be really satisfied with King Jing. I really envy Su Moyan. She has such a father who is a Duke of the country. Not only did she get married for the second time in a few days after becoming a widow, but she can also

Become a princess!"

"There is nothing to envy. She and King Jing are fat, one is ugly, one is a widow and the other is disabled. One is a slave to the husband and the other is a slave to the wife. Someone may die at any time! I just don't know which one of them has a harder life? Who is married to whom?

"

"In my opinion, I think King Jing's life should be tougher. After all, he can kill eight princesses."

"But I think Su Moyan is also evil. She killed two people on their wedding night."

Among the crowd, a quarrel began over who had a harder life, Su Moyan or Gu Junjing.

Ruifeng declined to comment.

He felt that between Su Moyan and King Jing, the one who would survive must be King Jing.

After all, King Jing only promised to protect Su Moyan's safety in the palace, but he did not say that he would also protect Su Moyan's safety outside the palace.

Those who wanted King Jing dead would usually arrange an assassination outside the palace.

They would only protect King Jing, but not Su Moyan, so Su Moyan must have died first.

The wedding honor guard walked around the urban area of ​​the capital.

When they arrived at the gate of the city, a group of men and women wearing prison uniforms, with their feet shackled and their hands chained with splints, saw the passing wedding sedan, and their eyes flashed with deep hatred.

Some people spit on the wedding sedan!

Mrs. Hu looked at the sedan with resentment, her voice full of curses.

"How come my son and daughter-in-law died tragically, and we were exiled, but that fat woman can happily marry King Jing?"

Xiao Tiantian, the younger sister of Xiao Yu's mother, was also resentful, but when she thought about the fate of the eight previous Princess Jing, she gloated.

"Mom, don't worry. Tomorrow, we will hear the news that she was cut into pieces and eaten by King Jing!"

The government servant responsible for escorting the exile saw the mother and daughter seeing Princess Jing's wedding sedan. Not only did they not kneel down, but they continued to talk about things. He immediately picked up the whip and hit the mother and daughter hard.

.

"What did you say? Leave quickly!"

Xiao Tiantian glanced at the yamen servant fiercely, and the yamen servant became angry when he saw this: "You still dare to resist? Let me see if I don't beat you to death!"

As he finished speaking, the officer's whip kept falling on Xiao Tiantian.

Xiao Tiantian screamed in pain again and again.

Mrs. Hu, on the other hand, protected Xiao Tiantian with distress and kept wailing.

The other innocent and victimized relatives of the Xiao family cursed the Hu family and Xiao Tiantian for causing harm, and the scene was in chaos for a while.

Xiao Ziqing, the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, who was walking at the front of the team, watched indifferently as Xiao Tiantian was beaten and covered in blood and collapsed on the ground. Then she looked at the wedding sedan in the distance, which was about to disappear, and secretly

swear.

Su Moyan, you'd better live until the day I take your life with my own hands!

…

"Get off the sedan~"

When the sharp shouting stopped, Su Moyan noticed that the sedan was slowly and laboriously lowered.

Su Moyan coughed slightly, feeling a little guilty.

Although she has been taking the antidote she prepared for the past two days and has deliberately lost weight, she cannot lose this 200 kilograms of weight overnight!

So Su Moyan specifically asked Xiu'er to reward these bearers with money as a token of gratitude.

"Please ask the groom to kick the door of the sedan chair and lead the bride out of the sedan chair!"

The loud shouting sounded again, and Su Moyan sat inside leisurely, waiting to see how the people from the palace would kick the door with the chicken, and then how much she would praise the chicken.

As a result, she heard a deep, magnetic voice speaking.

"My beloved concubine, I cannot kick the door with my legs or feet. Could you please ask my dearest concubine to take the initiative to get out of the sedan chair?"


Chapter completed!