Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 78

That night, the three princesses pestered Empress Desheng and cried for half the night; the next day, the emperor impeached the war king in the court hall, and the eldest empress was seconded by a party; the empress was furious, took back the military power from the war king, fined her for half a year, and ordered her to meditate on her past , and married Bai Ling, the son of the emperor's teacher, at the beginning of the following month.

When the imperial decree came down one after another, An Ning happened to be drinking the bird's nest porridge fed by the little beauty Qiwu. When she saw the palace man, she immediately forced herself to spit out a big mouthful of blood, and put on a dying look.

The palace servants were so frightened that they hurriedly handed over the imperial decree and hurried back to the palace to reply, "Your Highness, rest well."

"Your Highness really wants to marry Young Master Bai Ling?" Feng Qiwu asked as soon as the others left, half kneeling beside the bed, raising his eyes.

An Ning fell back, lay lazily on the couch, nodded, "I want to marry." Now that the Emperor's Mansion has rejected her, if she doesn't marry, how can she gain favor and gain the power of faith.

Hearing this, the young man lowered his head, his blue eyes were dim, and after a long time, he lifted his lips and lowered his voice, "Do I have to marry?"

"Yeah." An Ning said, "He has lost his reputation, reputation, and even the favor of the emperor. I will be responsible."

"It's obviously not His Highness's fault—" the young man raised his head, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, there were still a pair of blue eyes that had lost their brilliance, "Your Highness likes him that much?"

"Well, I fell in love with it at the first sight." The original owner, Su Jiu, saw deep love at the first time, but it was only a short moment, and in the end, he didn't care about his life and died without any value. She was just useless, so, "Bai Ling, I have to marry—um—”

Feng Qiwu suddenly leaned forward and kissed those cherry petal-like lips. At first, he pecked, bit, and poked the tip of his tongue in, a little bit of tenderness and ambiguity, and a lingering look, which attracted her into it, and her heartbeat couldn't stop.

"Qiwu..." An Ning grabbed the young man's waist, turned him over and pushed him down. The world was spinning, she was on top of the beauty, her gaze was misty and gentle, enchanting and charming, "Do you know what I'm doing this time?"

"Your Highness, can you not marry him?" The young man stretched out his long arms, pulled her into his arms and pressed her tightly against him, slightly parted his thin red lips, kissed her ear, and said softly, "Can you put Bai Ling down?" Young master? Can you..."

"Qiwu, the imperial decree cannot be disobeyed, and the original intention cannot be resisted." An Ning stretched out her fingers to the young man's lips, rubbing them once and for all, "If I don't marry Bai Ling, I will die. Don't embarrass me, eh? "

Asking her to give up Bai Ling would be equivalent to asking her to give up the power of faith at her fingertips. There would be no way or window.An Ning curled her lips and smiled, her dark and clear eyes full of indifference and alienation.

She immediately got up from the young man, and went out with two imperial edicts in her hand to make arrangements, "Ru Zhi, go to the warehouse to calculate how much money we have in our house, and prepare for the wedding."

On the couch, Feng Qiwu turned sideways slightly, stared at the door absentmindedly, and pursed her thin lips even tighter, "That's all I want, can't it?"

"Don't ignore me..." The young man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes. He clenched his fingertips tightly, as if he was about to grab something, feeling slightly cold, "I don't need anything..."

The Queen granted the marriage, and even if the Emperor's Palace was unwilling to do so, they still wanted to marry Bai Ling.

An Ning almost used the power of Zhan Wangfu to give Bai Ling a grand wedding. The dowry was lined up for several streets. The people in the capital all admired Zhanwang's generosity, and there was even a good story about Zhanwangfu and Bai Ling.

In the wedding room, the young man is wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, with a hipa on his head, and sits gracefully beside the bed, which is covered with "jujube, raw, osmanthus, and seeds".

A group of dudes outside the room were going to have a bridal chamber, but An Ning scolded and threatened them and then ran away without a trace, leaving only the serving servants and servants.

An Ning entered the door, but did not approach, just sitting at the table drinking alone, drinking and laughing.

The laughter is very complicated, it seems that you are not really happy, but you seem to be laughing with all your strength.

Bai Ling felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart, and called softly, "Your Highness."

He didn't wait for a response for a long time, and the laughter stopped. He thought the girl was asleep, so he lifted the hipa, walked over, and wanted to hug her horizontally, but the clinker girl suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She lay on the table, turned her head, and saw the thin figure of the young man, the waistline was still tight, and the skin was still sickly pale, but with a touch of color.

Young Master Bai Ling of the Imperial Master's Mansion usually only loves to be dressed in white, his eyes, expression, and even his voice are cold, he doesn't care about everything, he is indifferent and alienated to everyone, but now he is dressed in gorgeous red. .

The cold man like an exiled immortal, with this appearance, has a touch of charm.

An Ning smirked at him, "I've never seen you with heavy makeup, it's so pretty."

"I'll let you see it if I like it." Bai Ling let her look at her, feeling a little happy in his heart. He raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously, caressed the girl's cheek, and said, "Since Ling has married you, Your Highness will If you want to watch it every day, there’s no harm in it.”

An Ning bit her lower lip and shook her head seriously.

"Does Your Highness dislike Ling?"

An Ning still shook her head, "Bai Ling, I've wanted to marry you since the first time I saw you."

Bai Ling lowered her head slightly, her face flushed slightly.

The girl suddenly stood up, holding his hand and walking tremblingly step by step. Bai Ling half hugged her, "Your Highness, you are drunk. What can we talk about tomorrow?"

An Ning kept on stepping, stubbornly pulling him to the window, and pointing out the window.

Outside the window, the fireworks are in full bloom, the flowers are blooming like a piece of brocade, and it is very lively.

Bai Ling lived in the boudoir and had never seen such a magnificent scene before. She was unconsciously staring at it, and a girl's chuckle came from her ears, "Look, the ten miles of red makeup and ten thousand miles of fragrance I gave you... I still wanted to, I still wanted to see it." I give you a lifetime of love..."

"But, you don't want to..."

The girl let go of his hand, and Bai Ling felt unreasonably nervous, and held that hand back almost uncontrollably, "Your Highness is Ling's wife-lord, and from now on it will be Ling's heaven."

"Heh...heh..." An Ning looked at him, curled her lips, and laughed out loud, "Bai Ling, is it so worth it for her? Are you willing to commit yourself to me in this way just to deprive me of the right to inherit the throne? Me, the me you hate, hate and disdain the most——"

Hearing this, Bai Ling trembled slightly, but still took An Ning's hand and put it on her waist, "Your Highness, Wife Master, Ling is already yours."

Under Bo Bo's convincing, his body was all he could give, and it was the only thing he could repay her affection for, but in the end he was pushed away, pushed away hard...

His back hit the wall and it hurt a lot. He felt a little dizzy, and when he raised his eyes, he only saw her gradually moving away from her back.

No, I can't let her go anymore——

He took off his coat, rushed over without thinking, hugged the girl, and asked softly behind her ear, "Your Highness, don't you love Ling anymore?"

(End of this chapter)