Crossing the Battle of the Three Kingdoms

"That's right! Montenegro has been governed by the rule since ancient times that the capable live in it."

"Yes! If the saint married a trash, then spread the word, so that the world will not look down on us."

Tao Sheng heard the voice of support behind him, and said even more frantically: "Commander, holy lady, if you two disagree, I'm afraid that my subordinates will not obey orders and come to besiege, then no wonder I wait!"

"you you……"

"you you……"

Zhang Yan and Zhang Ning were flushed by Tao Shengqi, and their eyes were burning with anger, but there was nothing they could do about him.

"Tao Sheng! What do you want to compare, just say it!"

Seeing the expressions of Zhang Yan and Zhang Yan, Tao Sheng was complacent, but when he heard the voice suddenly, he looked at him with a sneer.

"Okay! Little boy is courageous, since it's a happy day, then don't use knives and guns, but show fists."

Although the marriage was inexplicable, Zhao Yun couldn't bear others to insult Zhang Ning, who was about to be his wife, in front of him.

"Okay, you can set the rules as you like, as long as you hurry up, so as not to delay the auspicious time."

Seeing that Zhao Yun didn't take himself seriously, Tao Sheng was furious, thinking that he would break his hands and feet later, so that he would remember today for the rest of his life.

"Okay! Then go outside the village, and I want everyone in the village to know that the saint is not something you, a little boy, can get your hands on!"

After Tao Sheng finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the house, and some supporters of Tao Sheng followed closely.

Zhao Yun glanced at the nervous Zhang Ning, nodded and strode out.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan hurried to follow, but when she was about to be caught suddenly by someone, she was about to turn around and get angry when she saw Zhang Ning was pulling her clothes, looking at her with teary eyes.

"Don't worry, Zhao Yun has been famous for a long time, Tao Sheng is definitely not an opponent, and there is still big brother on the sidelines, Ning'er can rest assured!"

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Zhang Ning could only helplessly let go.

Seeing that Zhang Yan had walked several meters away, Chen Gong came to Zhang Ning's side and said in a low voice, "Zilong is very skilled in martial arts, Miss Zhang doesn't need to worry too much, she should pay more attention to the fetus in her womb."

Hearing Chen Gong's comfort, Zhang Ning blushed, lowered his head and replied falteringly: "Mr., Ning'er is simply..."

"Hahaha! Ning'er has such a good eye! I'm ashamed of my brother!"

Zhang Ning was about to say that he was not pregnant at all, when he heard Zhang Yan's hearty laughter, he quickly looked up.

Seeing that Zhang Yan was leading the crowd back to the house, while Zhao Yun was surrounded in the middle, as for Tao Sheng, he had long since disappeared.

Seeing such a situation, Zhang Ning didn't know the result yet, so he hurried back to his original position and stood up to wait.

Chen Gong glanced at Zhang Ning, stepped forward to meet Zhang Yan and said, "General Zhang, it's getting late, let the newcomer salute quickly, so as not to miss the auspicious time."

Thinking of Zhao Yun kicking Tao Sheng away just now and venting his suppressed anger for himself, Zhang Yan was very satisfied, and quickly agreed with a smile.

"Okay, sir, you are right."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, she turned her head and shouted to Wang Po: "Quick! The wedding continues!"

Wang Po heard the voice, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Yun across to Zhang Ning, and shouted with a smile on her face, "Husband and wife worship each other!"

Seeing the bride and groom bowing to each other, Wang Po was overjoyed and shouted: "Licheng, send the bride to the new house!"

As soon as Wang Po's voice fell, the maid who had already prepared helped Zhang Ning to leave.

As soon as Zhang Ning left, Zhao Yun was even more confused and helpless, standing there not knowing what to do.

When the guests saw that the bride had left, they quickly picked up their wine glasses and went up to drink Zhao Yun desperately.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan waved her hand happily, announcing the official start of the banquet.

Zhao Yun didn't know how many cups he drank, but he only knew that he would drink when someone offered a toast. His mouth was numb at this time, and the figures in front of him began to overlap, but there was still an endless stream of people who came to toast.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yan knew that if Zhao Yun got drunk, Zhang Ning would blame herself, so she hurried forward to protect Zhao Yun.

"Hahaha! Everyone, everyone! Listen to a certain statement, the groom will have a bridal chamber later, if you are not exhausted, you can have a few drinks with this one!"

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, the guests surrounding Zhao Yun also began to slowly disperse and walk back to their original positions. After all, they still have business to do later.

Seeing that the guests had dispersed, Zhang Yan quickly called someone to help Zhao Yun go to the new house.

Under the auspices of Zhang Yan, the banquet continued lively.

But Zhang Ning, who was in the new house, hadn't seen Zhao Yun for a long time. He was sitting in the room and daydreaming. Occasionally, his face turned red, and he didn't know what to think of.

"Squeak..."

The sound of the door opening woke up Zhang Ning who was distracted.

Zhang Ning looked up and saw Zhao Yun walking unsteadily, so he hurried forward to support him.

"Brother Zilong, why did you drink so much!?"

Zhao Yun had a terrible headache right now, and just wanted to take a good rest, so he staggered towards the bed.

After Zhao Yun walked a few steps, his feet suddenly became unsteady, and he brought Zhang Ning who was supporting him to the ground, and the two of them fell to the ground...

(Okay, everyone give some support and vote!)

Chapter 229 Planning

pain!

Pain after being drunk, and his throat felt dry and sore, Zhao Yun called out a few times in his sleep.

"Water, water..."

Zhang Ning, who was dressing up at the side, heard the sound, put down the wooden comb in his hand, got up and walked to the table, poured a cup of tea and brought it to the bed.

"Husband, here comes the water."

Zhao Yun opened his eyes slightly, raised his hand hazily, took the tea and drank it down.

As the tea entered his stomach, a sense of coolness and comfort spread throughout his body, and his mind became much clearer. Zhao Yun subconsciously handed back the teacup.

"Thanks……"

Um! ?

Zhao Yun, who wanted to thank him, looked at Zhang Ning, whose hair was coiled up in front of him, with a mature air exuding in his girlish demeanor, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Ning took the teacup, seeing Zhao Yun in a daze, he thought he was still drunk last night, so he said concernedly: "Husband, rest a little longer, and call Ning'er if you have something to do."