The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

But Aman was even bolder. He took my aunt's jade hand and said with a chuckle, "Why should aunt be shy? It's not uncommon for my Miao sisters to marry a man together. My aunt and Aman are not real aunts and nephews. They married this big man together." Scoundrel, in the future, we will be together for the rest of our lives and have someone to take care of. What a wonderful thing? Since I was a child, I have been thinking about what kind of man can convince my aunt and become my uncle. Unexpectedly, you, a big villain, also convinced Ah Man at the same time. Woolen cloth."

Lan Fenghuang's face turned red, but he showed a thoughtful look, and he didn't say yes, nor refused.

If An Bangyan knew that in his wedding room, his wife, who was about to pay homage to him, was discussing with another woman he loves, Lan Fenghuang, to emulate Ehuang Nvying and marry Yan Song with his aunt and niece, I wonder if he would be pissed off .

This is not a forgiveness hat, this is a superimposed forgiveness hat package.

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Chapter 1003 The Ghostly Man [8]

The three of them were discussing in secret, but they heard noisy footsteps in the distance... Then a guard reported: "My lord! Everything inside is normal!"

"No, An Bangyan is here!" Lan Fenghuang exclaimed.

Yan Song smiled, squeezed Ah Man's soft barley, and said with a smile: "It's time for you to show your power."

Ah Man nodded, and said with a narrow smile: "It's on ~ Ah Man!"

After a while, An Bangyan lifted the curtain and walked-in.

The so-called people are in good spirits on happy occasions. Now he is about to marry the daughter of the Witch King, and he is also smiling. He looks a few years younger. At first glance, he is only more than 50...

Yan Songhan is one, how old was he before Nima?

Seeing Ah Man's beauty, An Bangyan almost drools.

"Hey, this time I, An Bangyan, is lucky, and I have a fortune, sex and power, and I have to enjoy it. I never thought that the dead witch king would have such a beautiful daughter, thanks to me 16 years ago..."

While thinking about it, he walked up to Ah Man, said all kinds of sweet words, and promised a bunch of nonsense about how to surrender to the court after tomorrow.

If it wasn't for Yan Song's reminder, Aman might really believe it, but now that Aman has seen through his conspiracy, of course he despises and hates this strange sorghum even more.

But Ah Man is worthy of being a ghostly girl, she learns very quickly, and she is already smiling like a flower when she turns her face around, coordinating with An Bangyan in acting, the clothes are perfect.

Lan Fenghuang was astonished and pinched Yan Song severely.

"It's all about you. You have taught Ah Man to failure." Lan Fenghuang glared at Yan Song tenderly.

Yan Song smiled slightly, and leaned into Lan Fenghuang's ear and said, "Do you want Ah Man to be so simple forever? She will eventually become a generation of witch queens. Your overprotection will only harm Ah Man. Ah Man is born with a clever mind." Girl, she can do it."

Lan Fenghuang was silent for a while, and had to admit that what Yan Song said made sense.

At this time, An Bangyan chatted with Ah Man, and the more they talked, the more enthusiastic they became, and their hearts were full of joy.

He even started looking for wine to drink.

An Bangyan has always been careful, the guards brought all the wine he drank with him, and he never ate food indiscriminately.

An Bangyan gave the captain of the guard a look, and a guard brought over two glasses of wine.

Ah Man took a glass of wine with a smile, rolled his eyes and said, "Shall we drink a Hebei bar?"

Hejiu wine is the wine served at the wedding banquet of husband and wife.

An Bangyan's eyes straightened.

It's not a hero or a hero, a hero is sad about a beauty.

He chuckled, took another glass of wine, touched Ah Man, couldn't help laughing up to the sky, and said, "Haha, Madam Ah Man, you are so satisfying to me. From now on, our husband and wife are of the same heart, and our benefits will cut through gold. "

The captain of the guard behind him was very vigilant and stopped An Bangyan: "Great Emperor, let me try any food?"

But Ah Man said with a displeased face: "What? Your husband is so heroic and invincible, do you even need someone else to drink the wedding wine? Will you need a substitute when you enter the bridal chamber later?"

An Bangyan blushed, anyone else could do it for him, except...

Nima's bridal chamber also needs to be replaced?

He kicked the captain of the guard away, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

Ah Man also happily drank the glass of wine.

"Good wine! Haha! Good wine!" An Bangyan put down his wine glass, ready to pounce on Ah Man: "Madam, we've finished drinking the wedding wine, let's have a bridal chamber now."

But Ah Man pushed An Bangyan away, and said angrily: "I haven't prayed to heaven and earth yet, and the wedding is still waiting outside, what's wrong?"

An Bangyan looked like a hungry ghost, squinting and squinting: "Fuck it? I can't help but want you."

Ah Man was quite ghostly: "I am the princess of the Witch King. If you are so reckless, you won't be able to get the Miao tribes to recognize your status. Think twice."

An Bangyan frowned after saying a few words.

Yes, Ah Man's status is different. He, An Bangyan, needs this wedding more to show his orthodox status, to be recognized, and to be crowned as the Witch King.

"Okay." An Bangyan had no choice but to back away resentfully, staring at Aman with fiery eyes and said: "After worshiping heaven and earth, I will come back immediately and marry you. At that time, you will definitely be passionate and hard Be self-restraining, become a slut and prostitute. Hahaha!"

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He meant a lot, glanced at the two empty glasses, and walked out.

Yan Song, Lan Fenghuang and others returned.

Lan Fenghuang complained to Yan Song: "Aren't you full of tricks? Why haven't you come up with a plan? How can you save Ah Man?"

Yan Song said lightly: "Of course there is a way! Just now, Ah Man has laid a spell on An Bangyan according to my arrangement. Later, let An Bangyan show his face in front of all the Miao people!"

"How exactly?" Lan Fenghuang asked impatiently.

Yan Song pointed to the basket next to him, a certain marriage object, and said with a smile: "No, that's it!"