The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 22 How to break the little emperor's blackening 【22】

Shen Lang raised his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Why do you regret it?"

Qing Mo didn't speak anymore, just pursed her lips tightly.

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The emperor and empress got married.

Yu Ge put on the elegant and majestic queen's court dress, put on the phoenix crown, entered the palace under the envy of everyone, and met the stunning young man who is above ten thousand people.

Jiang Yu waited in Fengtian Hall early, and when he saw the woman approaching gracefully, he was excited, but he couldn't show any obvious emotions.

After going through all the procedures, it is the palace banquet.

Qing Mei was expressionless throughout the whole process, and when she brought Shen Lang into the palace, she received everyone's attention without accident.

Such a beautiful and alluring beauty is hard to find in the world, how could she follow the prime minister?
I never heard that the prime minister has a wife...

Prince Chen was among the officials, saw his daughter coming in with the prime minister, knowing that his daughter was doing well these days, he was slightly relieved.

"This is...?" Someone next to him asked in surprise.

Chen Wang proudly said: "My precious daughter, we just got married a few days ago."

The official immediately said: "You are really lucky, two daughters, one is married to the current prime minister, and the other is a queen, and in the future, we will all flatter you..."

Chen Wang laughed.

When the Holy Majesty arrived, he took another look at Shen Lang, but after only one look, he turned his gaze away.

One is that it is really amazing, and the other is that it is somewhat familiar.

Everyone hurriedly saluted, Jiang Yu didn't know if he was happy, but today he didn't deliberately make things difficult for the courtiers, and made them all stand up.

Shen Lang didn't look at Jiang Yu, but looked behind him. Seeing that his cheap sister didn't show up, he couldn't help but tilt his head.

Doesn't the queen need to appear at the palace banquet?
Unexpectedly, after looking at it like this, it happened to meet Jiang Yu's clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes——

Jiang Yu: "..."

I feel more and more familiar with this woman, especially those slightly raised fox eyes, which seem to be...

He looked at the prime minister standing beside the woman, and his heart suddenly understood.

It turned out to be the prime minister's wife who had just passed through the door. She seemed to be the concubine of the king of Chen, and she was sister to the queen.

No wonder it looks like it.

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Aiqing is so lucky."

Qing Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and he bowed and said: "The emperor is joking."

Jiang Yu looked at Shen Lang again, and said with a slight smile: "Madam is so beautiful, no wonder the Prime Minister kept Madam so well."

Shen Lang stared at him faintly, then suddenly raised his red lips slightly, pulled out a shy smile, and said: "My husband treats me very well, I am lucky in my life to be able to marry my husband."

Qing Mei glanced at her, speechless.

Jiang Yu said with emotion: "Prime Minister is the ten-thousand-year-old iron tree blooming, and the two of you are talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven."

Shen Lang smiled shyly.

The twilight splashes into the toast and staggers, in a trance, fascinated.

Shen Lang finally saw the royal wine in the palace, and drank a jar with all his might.

Shen Lang's alcoholism has always been bad, and after drinking a jar, his cheeks became drunk and the tails of his eyes turned red.

The white and tender arms were hanging lazily on the table, and the whole person was buried on the table, with a small lock of hair in the delicate, beautiful, and dripping mouth, sucking vigorously.

Jiang Yu's eyes as clear as water fell on her, he thought of something, and smiled softly.

Qing Mei: "..."

I didn't think too much about it, I just felt that there was a little more color on my head.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully offer you a toast."

Jiang Yu slowly raised his wine glass, nodded and said, "Aiqing should drink less."

"It's okay." Qing Mei smiled slightly.

There was an undercurrent between the two, and suddenly, the enchanting beauty who was lying on the table lazily stretched herself up, pointed at the opposite King Chen and yelled: "Bold monster, look at my old grandson's golden cudgel!"

Chen Wang's beard trembled: "?"

Sitting at the top, Jiang Yu's eyes became more and more strange.

The way he was talking nonsense while drunk was inexplicably coincident with the person in his heart.

...is it really just blood?
Jiang Yu raised his head and took a sip of the wine, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, thoughtfully.

It was getting dark outside.

Many lamps were lit in Chang'an City.

If you look down from the city wall, you will see the lights of thousands of houses and the busy streets for ten miles.

The palace banquet gradually dissipated.

When Qing Mei took Shen Lang away, there were still many people who were drinking to their heart's content, as if they were not drunk and would not return.

Shen Fushui looked calm and well-behaved, he held on to the corner of the table, choked up, and said, "Boy, it's my mother who is sorry for you... Mom will take you away...!"

In the end, Jiang Yu came down and cut off the corner of the table with a sword, and handed it to Shen Lang, and it was over.

Satisfied, Shen Lang hugged the corner of the table and left.

Yu Ge sat on the phoenix couch, her whole body was tense, and the heavy accessories on her head were about to crush her neck, but she didn't dare to move at all, and could only wait stiffly for the emperor to come back.

It's not too early for Jiang Yu to come back.

For some reason, he subconsciously didn't want to come back.

Yu Ge didn't cover his head, but the phoenix crown did have a string of beads hanging down, covering his face.

Jiang Yu approached slowly, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and his slender jade fingers, as white as jade, opened the bead curtain with a bit of casualness.

What catches the eye is a strange and tense face.

But what Jiang Yu noticed was those strange and dark eyes. Almost subconsciously, he flicked the bead curtain back.

Yu Ge exclaimed, "...Your Majesty?"

What responded to her was the suffocation of her neck being strangled, accompanied by a deep and cold voice of questioning, "Who are you?"

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Xiangfu.

Qing Mei held a bowl of hangover soup in one hand, and held a spoon in the other hand to Shen Lang's lips, but she pushed it away with her pursed mouth.

was pushed away once.

Pushed away twice.

Pushed away three times.

Qing Mo was helpless, "If you don't drink, your head will hurt tomorrow."

Shen Lang's consciousness was not so clear, he was so dazed that he heard mosquitoes buzzing in his ears, he frowned, and slapped him.

Qing Mei's hands shook, and one of them was not held firmly, and the soup was all spilled, splashing everywhere.

Shen Lang was woken up by the heat.

She stretched out her hand to touch it, and found a blister on her nose, and immediately hissed and howled.

His voice pierced through the clouds and split the sun, and his veins burst from crying.

Qing Mo listened quietly, and suddenly said: "...Yu Yin, you have no heart after all."

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, stopped crying when he heard the words, and said angrily: "Try being burned?!"

Qing Mei stretched out her blistered hand in front of her, shook it, "...better than you."

Shen Lang: "..."

After the joke was over, Qing Mei said seriously: "Tonight, the emperor has seen you no less than ten times."

Shen Lang hummed: "It's none of my business."

Qing Mo bowed her head, smiled slightly and said, "He seems to know you."

Shen Lang paused slightly, "...know me?"

Qing Mei whispered: "As a man, I can naturally see the affection in his eyes..."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Of course I know."

Qing Mo was surprised, and lowered his eyes again, "Do you like him?"

"I don't like it." Shen Lang shook his head.

"Then do you like me?"

"I don't like it either." Shen Lang glanced at him, "The marriage between you and me is just a joke. There is no marriage certificate, no dowry, and no guests. At that time, the bridge will return and everyone will be happy, so you don't have to worry about it."

Qing Mei's body froze.

A slight sigh.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)