Fast Transmute: The Fickle Villain is Su and Pampered

Chapter 110

On the surface, the two are as good as brothers, but secretly they want one to take a step ahead of the other.

Ling Lian went back to the boudoir, and the raccoon slaves who listened to him were discussing: "The crown prince is seriously ill, but the eldest son wants to get married, isn't this obviously a bully? The emperor is the emperor anyway, why does he really ignore it?"

"Same as my father." Ling Lian raised his eyebrows, "The older I get, the more afraid I am of death." On weekdays, the government affairs are so busy, and the affairs of the Sangong and Sixth Courts have to be handled well. It has already been worn down by the tedious things day after day, year after year, and there is nothing left.

He is also old now, and even if he wants to intervene in the young people's affairs, he can't do what he wants, especially those people who are like wolves and tigers, just waiting for him to step into the trap.

And even if he wanted to rectify it, how long would he be able to rectify it with the time left?It's better to turn a blind eye and close one eye, live a few days of pure life without seeing or worrying, and die more comfortably when the time comes.This group of people will take over the affairs of the afterlife after death, and he wants to see how long this group of people can make trouble for him in the spirit of heaven.

Li Nu listened and nodded half-understood: "Then according to Miss, no matter how high you are, you have your own unspeakable things."

Ling Lian rested his cheeks and said nonchalantly: "No matter how difficult he is, he is still the emperor. Life is much more nourishing than ordinary people. Those people who are high above are not in our turn to feel sorry for him, and we don't need to feel sorry for him." People."

Just like the maid who worked so hard to serve others all day long and finally got a few ounces of silver rewards, this maid didn't feel that she was hard-working and pitiful, but that the master who was well-clothed and well-fed was hard-working and pitiful.

There is no need to have this kind of thinking.

Three days later, the news that the prince in the palace was critically ill came together with Ling Lian's marriage.

The marriage between the two families and their wealthy royal relatives is unknown.It is not an exaggeration to say that ten miles of red makeup.On the road from Linglian's Mansion to Prince's Mansion, the shops on both sides of the road were tied with red silk from beginning to end, and the loud sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers covered up the hidden murderous atmosphere in the palace.

The rich, the poor, the old, the children, the scholars, the prostitutes, the businessmen and the beggars all stopped on both sides of the road, stretching their necks to see clearly who was sitting in the sedan chair.

There was joy outside, but the protagonist sitting in the sedan chair didn't know why, but couldn't feel any joy. She touched her inexplicably stuffy chest, and saw a hallucination in front of her eyes.

A man in clothes fluttering like an exiled fairy stood in front of her, and said to her with a smile on his brows, "I will marry you in the future."

She heard someone nod and say "yes".Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the good-bye was said by myself.

But in the blink of an eye, the picture was instantly distorted, the man's already blurred face was also distorted into a horrifying twist, and even the warm and soft voice was distorted to a sharp tone: "You want to marry me!" Give it to me? You don't deserve it!"

The last three words were too harsh, like a sharp sword piercing her eardrum mercilessly.

A whole sharp pain hit, Ling Lian took a breath, and was interrupted by the high-pitched sound of "Luo Huo" from the guide outside the sedan chair.

Her consciousness was pulled back to reality in an instant.Before she could react, she felt someone outside the sedan chair lift the curtain of the sedan chair.

The red cloth veil covered her head, she couldn't see who was in front of her, she stretched out her hand cautiously and was taken out of the sedan chair.

The cheers and celebrations from the people around her almost drowned her out.

After the man took Ling Lian out of the sedan chair, he let go of Ling Lian's hand, causing her to stand there at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

Fortunately, not long after, she saw a plain white hand gently pulling her wrist from under the hijab, leading her away from the spot.

The palm was very cold, and the already fair skin was set off by the other party's bright red sleeves, which was even more obvious, almost to the point of being dazzling.

The other party seemed to be taking care of herself not to see, every step she took was very slow, and she didn't forget to gently remind her to pay attention to raising her feet when passing through the door.

After worshiping heaven and earth three times, Ling Lian was sent into the bridal chamber according to the etiquette.

The moment the door closed, the noises that had been ringing in her ears for a whole day finally disappeared.

People yelled for a whole day, and Ling Lian's ears hurt from hearing it.

Because Bai Shu has other things to deal with, she will not return to the bridal chamber for the time being.For a moment, I was the only one left in the whole room, and the surrounding was so quiet that I could even hear my steady breathing.

Ling Lian didn't know what to do for a while?He just stayed where he was and waited for Bai Shu to arrive.

When the room was dark, the servants carefully opened the door and came in and lit the candles, and the candles had been burning for a long time, Bai Zhu finally opened the door and came in.

The hijab was lifted, and the man met Ling Lian's calm eyes in surprise.

"You don't look very happy." Bai Shu picked up the hijab and gently put it aside.

Ling Lian turned her head to look at the man beside her: "I'm not unhappy."

This man is different from the casual attire in the past. The exquisite wedding dress and the carefully tied black hair are even more charming under the flickering candlelight.

Once upon a time, she also thought that she would never see a man with this appearance, let alone have a relationship with him.

Bai Shu looked at the woman in the phoenix crown and Xiapei in front of her, her beautiful eyes were trembling slightly: "Miss is very beautiful today."

These words made Ling Lian finally couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips to ridicule: "We are married, will my husband still call me Miss?"

That "Husband" exploded in the man's ears like a bomb, and Ling Lian could see that the man's cheeks were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This interesting reaction made Ling Lian feel better in an instant after being disturbed by the hallucination just now.

Seeing that Ling Lian finally smiled at him, Bai Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the thing Ling Lian was wearing on his head: "Is the phoenix crown heavy? Do you need me to take it off for you?"

"Then trouble you."

The headgear that restrained Ling Lian's black hair was taken off, and the three thousand strands of hair flowed down like a waterfall, and draped obediently on Ling Lian's shoulders.

The loose hair added an inexplicable sense of laziness to Ling Lian's already beautiful appearance, and Bai Shu felt a movement in his throat.

He pulled Ling Lian up again in a steady and anxious manner, and gave Ling Lian a wine glass to drink with someone.

Ling Lian has been with this man in so many worlds, how could he fail to understand what the man's sudden disordered breathing represented.

She smiled mischievously, and drank the somewhat pungent and pungent cross-cup wine.

(End of this chapter)