Wearing a secret agent with many tricks, the cold and proud prince flirts easily

The mineral water was selling well, and the two of them were in a good mood. They took turns doing various tricks at night.

After cleaning up each other, the two lay together and chatted.

Murong Hao took out a red invitation from the sleeve pocket of his coat.

"Xier, this is the invitation that Murong Qi sent to the military machine room for us yesterday. Do you want to go?"

Murong Hao thought for a long time yesterday, wondering whether he should let his Xi'er attend Murong Qi's wedding, so he gave it to her today.

"You received it yesterday, and you showed it to Xi'er today?" Lin Yunxi knew that this man had another thought.

Murong Hao knew that she was thinking wrong again and hurriedly explained:

"After all, Wang Xuening knows about you and Murong Qi. Murong Qi once had feelings for you. I don't know whether I should let you go." Murong Hao was really not jealous this time.

"When I just returned to Beijing from Xihe Prefecture, I promised Murong Qi that I would attend his wedding." Lin Yunxi remembered what she said when she invited the three young masters to dinner.

"Xi'er wants to go?" Murong Hao asked her, stroking her dark hair.

In fact, now, he, Murong Hao, has long known that Xi'er has no affection for the three young masters. She only treats them as business partners. If he wants to talk about a real love rival, he cares more about Li Yucheng. After all, He and Xi'er had been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and they looked exactly the same as him. They were wealthy and capable. Now that he thought about it, those three young masters were really not love rivals, so he had long since stopped caring about them.

"Will my husband let Xi'er go?" Lin Yunxi also wanted to know what he was thinking.

"If Xi'er wants to go, go ahead. My husband will accompany you. I just don't know if Wang Xuening will give Xi'er a cold look. If she dares, I will blind her." He knew that she wanted to go, but she was just asking for his opinion. .

"Can you please stop being so violent? I've met Wang Xuening several times. He's not a bad person, but he cares too much about Murong Qi. Thinking about it like this, I don't know if I should go."

Lin Yunxi thought of Wang Xuening's quarrel with Murong Qi over a handkerchief, and wondered if it would be bad for her to go.

"Go ahead. Murong Qi has invited both of us. We will go as the emperor's brother and sister-in-law. When the time comes, the other princes and princesses will go. It would be bad not to go."

After Murong Hao thought about it from another angle, he finally decided to go.

"Okay, I listen to the prince. I won't grab the red envelope this time because I have a big belly." Even if Lin Yunxi didn't have a big belly, she would not grab Murong Qi's red envelope. After all, it was not good.

"Husband, I'll give you some red envelopes." Murong Hao pinched her earlobe.

"Okay, no more." She promised him that she wouldn't grab the red envelope.

"The due date is still a week away. Is it okay for Xi'er to attend the wedding banquet?" Murong Hao touched her belly, and the little one just moved again.

"No problem. Prince Gong's Mansion is very close to our Prince Rui's Mansion. If you want to return home, you can get there soon."

Although the day of giving birth was approaching, Lin Yunxi didn't feel anything strange. She felt that she was powerful. Many pregnant women in the third trimester had severe edema and couldn't eat well or sleep well. She didn't feel much except for her big belly. Except for the inconvenience of movement, it's pretty much the same as before.

"Okay, then we will go to Murong Qi's wedding the day after tomorrow."

Murong Hao stroked the small footprints on her belly. This little guy was really strong enough. He kicked Xi'er in the belly and the footprints could be seen on her belly.

This day was a day of great joy for Murong Qi and Wang Xuening.

The streets of Beijing have begun to become lively.

"Xier, it's time to get up. We are going to attend Murong Qi's wedding." Murong Hao saw that his woman was still sleeping soundly. He saw that it was almost time, so he had no choice but to wake her up.

"It's very cold outside today. I need your husband to hold me for a while before I want to get up." She opened her misty eyes and looked at Murong Hao with a smile.

"Isn't holding her for one night enough?" He had been abstaining from sex recently, and holding her for one night was really torturous.

"Just a hug." It was rare for him to take a break, and Lin Yunxi liked to be with him.

"Okay, let's hug our babies Xi'er and Ze'er." He held the woman tightly in his arms under the quilt.

"Murong Hao, you're so warm. I really don't want to get up, but I'm really hungry." She got hungry very quickly recently, and she got up early every morning hungry.

"Then get up quickly. We'll go to the wedding after breakfast." Murong Hao got up and brought her a set of thick winter clothes. Naturally, it was a red color suitable for weddings. Xi'er had fair skin and wore red. The clothes she wore made her even more beautiful.

After the two had breakfast and tidied everything up, they got into the carriage and went out.

When we arrived at Prince Gong's Mansion, we had just the right time to see Murong Qi pick up Wang Xuening and take her back to Prince Gong's Mansion.

Murong Qi was dressed in a wedding dress, paired with his favorite jade hairpin, which made him even more elegant and graceful.

But Wang Xuening had a golden hairpin and liked to cover her face with a fan, but she couldn't clearly see her beauty.

The two of them held Qian Hong's hand and slowly walked into the main hall from the door of the mansion.

"The bridegroom and the bride are here."

"Prince Gong is really a handsome young man in our capital. He looks even more handsome in his wedding clothes."

The two newlyweds walked slowly towards the main hall through their relatives and friends.

Lin Yunxi was very low-key today. She pulled Murong Hao behind the crowd and found a corner to stand.

Even so, Murong Qi still saw the two of them. One of them was the imperial brother he once respected, and the other was the woman he once loved deeply. He could not ignore them.

He nodded to the two of them, not wanting the bride to misunderstand anything, and continued to lead Qianhong forward.

How could Wang Xuening not know that Murong Qi had just stopped for half a beat, her happy fan covering her face, but she could still understand who her husband had seen, but that was all in the past, the days were still to come, and she had already After convincing herself, and Murong Qi becoming more and more attracted to her these days, she was satisfied.

Ding Xianyu naturally saw all this in his eyes. He thought of his wedding. Yunxi would still grab red envelopes carelessly. Maybe she would not grab Murong Qi's red envelope today. He knew that Murong Qi had confessed his feelings to her personally. Love, it turns out that she avoids this kind of love whenever she can. If Murong Qi hadn't saved her at all costs, she might not have done business with Murong Qi.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't mention the friendship in my heart to her, otherwise she would avoid him now.

Luo Jing'an was naturally also in the team. Seeing that both Ding Xianyu and Murong Qi once loved Yun Xi deeply and were now married, he seemed to understand something.

Maybe this is the arrangement of fate. Yunxi, who is so beautiful in front of you, will never be his in this life. She should only belong to Prince Rui who is more worthy of her. Perhaps Prince Rui is the one who can protect her all her life. people.

He, Luo Jing'an, should let go. He has loved her for so long. It's not easy to let go. If he really wants to let go, his heart will throb. I wonder if Ding Xianyu and Murong Qi will, but he, Luo Jing'an, will. It really hurts.

Thinking of the pain in her heart, Luo Jing'an's eyes were filled with tears at Murong Qi's wedding. Uninformed people thought that he was really Murong Qi's good friend, and she was moved to tears when she saw her friend getting married.