First Lady of the Crown Prince

Chapter 982 Long Mengmeng is here (Xinyang VS Xiao Jifan)

 Long Yi found the village only after Xiao Ji, Princess Xinyang and his party left.

The old woman's hut was closest to the entrance of the cave, so he went to the old woman first. He had been with Princess Xinyang for many years and knew her aura very well.

 He knew she had been there as soon as he entered the house.

 He asked the old woman where they had been.

 He wore a mask, and his eyes exuded endless murderous aura.

Mengmeng is very fierce!

 You'd better recruit from the real situation!

 Otherwise I'll kill you!

The old woman was successfully threatened and pointed to the hillside in the backyard: "They left from there."

Xiao Ji didn't say where exactly he was going. Firstly, he didn't want to implicate the old man, and secondly, it was just in case the old man betrayed them.

Protection is one thing, trust is another. If he didn't take everything into consideration, he wouldn't be alive today.

Long Yi went to the back mountain and followed the clues to the residence where the young master once lived. The martial artist's senses were different from ordinary people, and he instantly noticed the sound of breathing in the box.

 He opened the lid of the box and took a look, and saw two men whose hands and feet were bound and their mouths were gagged.

The two of them woke up early, but unfortunately they couldn't move or scream.

 Finally someone came, and the two of them were very excited.

Long Yi took a look, pulled out the cloth from the mouth of the young man who seemed to be more pleasing to the eye, and asked: "Who made you like this?"

The young master hurriedly complained: "A man and a woman! They are wearing the clothes of Dongyi soldiers, but their accents don't sound like Dongyi people!"

 Wait a minute, your accent doesn’t sound like a Dongyi person either!

 “Where did they go?” Long Yi grabbed his neck.

The young master trembled: "Go...to...the Holy Maiden Hall..."

He heard with his own ears that the two of them pretended to be their master and servant and were escorted into the carriage by King Dongyi's guards, so they must have gone to the Holy Lady's Hall.

 “Where is the Holy Lady’s Temple?” Long Yi asked again.

The young man trembled and said: "I...I have never been there..."

 He has never been there.

The Holy Girl's Hall is the most sacred and mysterious place in the entire Dongyi tribe. Outsiders can't get close to it. If he hadn't been gifted with a good appearance and an excellent birth date, he wouldn't have had the chance to be chosen to compete with the Holy Girl. marriage.

But who would have expected that someone would intercept Hu halfway.

Long Yi was sure that he couldn't ask any more questions, so he knocked them both unconscious with one palm, closed the lid of the box and went out.

He followed the wheel tracks and footprints in the snow to the entrance of the village. As he was passing a big tree, he heard a joking voice from above: "Big man, are you going to the Holy Lady's Temple?"

 He raised his head and looked at the little Dongyi princess sitting on the branch with confused eyes.

Little Princess Dongyi jumped down slightly and looked at him strangely: "I know the way to the Holy Girl's Hall."

 Long Yi glanced at her and said, "Lead the way."

Little Princess Dongyi was startled: "You don't even ask if it's true or not? Also, you don't even ask why I help you?"

 “Lead the way.” Long Yi still used these two words.

The little princess of Dongyi curled her lips: "I don't."

 Long Yi left.

The little princess of Dongyi looked at his back with wide eyes, without looking back, and stammered: "I, I, I...I even said I won't lead the way!"

 Then she followed anyway.

 …

The Holy Lady Temple is a temple located on the Dongyi Mountain of the Dongyi people.

 Of course, it is for the Dongyi people.

In the eyes of Xiao Ji and Princess Xinyang, it is just an ordinary palace, not one that is particularly ingenious.

 It’s just that the atmosphere in the palace is very mysterious.

There are only women here, no men, and everyone has an expressionless face, looking like they are otherworldly.

In addition, incense is burning everywhere in the palace, at the door and in the corridors. Even when entering the house, the first thing that catches the eye are two large incense burners.

 “A sneeze!”

Princess Xinyang’s nose itched and she sneezed.

The woman in red frowned and looked at her.

Xiao Ji calmly said: "When can I see the saint?"

The woman in red's attention was successfully diverted, her eyes moved away from Princess Xinyang's face and fell on Xiao Ji's curtain: "According to the rules, you can't see the saint until the wedding day in three days. If the saint wants to see you in the meantime, she will come over."

It seemed that these people did not recognize the young man’s voice, and perhaps they had not seen the other person’s face.

 Forget it, it’s better not to show your face easily.

"Can I go in and have a rest?" he asked calmly.

 “Yes.” said the woman in red.

Xiao Ji took Princess Xinyang into the wing room. He went in, but Princess Xinyang was blocked outside.

 “What do you want to do?” he asked in a cold voice.

The woman in red didn't expect the young master's aura to be so strong. When her voice dropped, she almost couldn't bear it.

 Didn’t you say he was a poor boy from the countryside?

He was called the most handsome man in Dongyi just because of his beauty, but in fact he didn’t have much ability. The saint chose him because of his appearance and birth date.

 Why does the person in front of me give me a different feeling from the rumors?

But the doubts were just doubts, and they did not rise to the level of suspecting that he was an impostor. After all, he was sent by someone from King Dongyi.

She bowed and said, "The rules of the Holy Lady's Temple do not allow foreign men to stay in the temple. He must follow me to the outer temple."

Xiao Ji said calmly: "He is my long-term follower. I am used to him serving me. He must stay."

As a first-class Wuhou of the Zhao Kingdom, no one can surpass him in terms of momentum. There is no need to threaten him harshly. An understatement is enough to give people a full sense of oppression.

The woman in red's scalp was numb, and she tried to say calmly: "I will report to the saint. If she objects, he will still leave."

This is because I was shocked by Xiao Ji's aura, at least he left the person behind first.

 The two of them entered the house.

The woman in red sent two maids to guard the door, and went down to arrange the wedding.

There is no need to offend the saint's husband at this juncture. He is just a servant, so just keep him.

She has already told her about violating the rules. If the saint is blamed one day, it will not be her disobedience, but the husband.

This room is very large, with an inner room and an outer room separated. The two of them sit in the inner room and speak softly so that no one outside can hear them.

Xiao Ji took off the curtain and bamboo hat and threw them on the table with disgust.

 The old men are wrapped up like this, and the women are whining.

Princess Xinyang looked at his frustrated look and couldn't help but want to laugh: "The saint has a high status in the Dongyi tribe. She gets married just like a man gets a wife. Her husband must also abide by the three obediences and four virtues and is not allowed to show up to the public at will. ."

Xiao Ji glanced at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "Qin Fengwan, you seem to be very envious, what? You want to imprison me and make me your own?"

Princess Xinyang said angrily: "When did I say that!"

Xiao Ji raised his eyebrows: "I just didn't say that, but I thought so in my heart. Tsk, Qin Fengwan, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

 Princess Xinyang was once again angered to the point of black face: “…!”

 At night, the woman in red personally brought her wedding clothes and asked her husband to try them on for size.

"You go out, he will help me change my clothes." Xiao Ji said to the people holding clothes and hair accessories through the curtain.

The woman in red ordered her subordinates to put the clothes on the table in the outer room, and then left as instructed.

The door is open, and they cannot leave until they know the results of the fitting.

Princess Xinyang carried the dress into the inner room and whispered: "Do you really want to try it?"

Xiao Ji whispered: "If you don't try to show them, they won't leave."

 This is their responsibility, and they must ensure that every detail of the wedding is flawless.

If the husband’s wedding clothes don’t fit properly, they will be held accountable.

Princess Xinyang understood this and said nothing more. She hesitated and asked him: "You..."

Xiao Ji smiled and looked at her: "Of course I can't change it, can you help me?"

Princess Xinyang thought that he was seriously injured and it was really inconvenient, so she walked over silently and took off his belt.

The wounds on his body were tightly wrapped with cloth strips, with a little blood seeping out. The tight texture had clear lines, and there was always a sense of battle-damaged strength.

Princess Xinyang's eyelashes trembled. She looked away, turned around and took out the wedding clothes. There were three layers in total: inner clothes, middle clothes, and wedding clothes.

 He opened his arms so that she could dress herself.

 She was so close in front of him that she could clearly feel his unique masculine aura, which was a bit fascinating.

 She reached behind him with her hands and tied the belt for him. This action was like actively hugging him.

 Her cheek inadvertently rubbed against his strong and broad chest.

 He suddenly took a breath of cold air.

She was startled slightly, quickly stepped away, and looked up at him in panic: "Did it hurt you? Did it touch your wound?"

He took a deep breath, raised his knuckled hand to cup her cheek, and gently pressed his thumb on her soft lips.

His eyes darkened and his voice became hoarse: "Qin Fengwan, do you want me to kill you here?"

She stared blankly at this infuriatingly handsome face, feeling his seductive breath, her forehead felt hot, and she asked: "Then... do you want it?"

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