Ordered to Marry Thrice, The Mysterious Wangfei

"You?" Hua Yuman was so shocked that he couldn’t speak, and the imperial edict was down? How could this be?

"Where did you go a few days ago?" Thirteen took back the smile, and his look turned around and began to settle accounts after the fall.

Can not find him, indicating that this girl is fat enough, hard work is deep enough, but where did she go?

"It doesn't matter to you."

She didn't look at him, she was angry with her heart, and she was forced to help him with helplessness. But he didn't want to do it with him. Now I want her to marry him, no.

"You said no!"

Seeing that she refused to say, he decided not to ask, lest she should be provoked, but after only a few seconds, he sat down next to her, a serious saying: "At Tianta Temple, you remember to promise yourself. What have you been with me?"

"Yeah!" She nodded. She promised to promise him something later. At that time, he didn't think about it, and she didn't fulfill her promise.

Thirteen happy eyes blinked, "Remember, I think now, I want you to promise to be my Princess."

"Can you change anything else?" She was dying, and she did not expect the 13th to ask for such a request.

"I don't need anything else."

"It will be very troublesome for me to marry me." She stopped talking and said nothing.

"I am not afraid of trouble." In fact, as long as the object is her, all the troubles seem to be acceptable, and I am happy, otherwise how can I settle the trouble for the singer to get out of the house at the beginning.

He has always been a person who knows exactly what he wants and doesn't want. Once he confirms his intentions, he will ignore the consequences, not paying, not counting everything.

"Well, you can go!"

Thirteen hearts were depressed, and the girl rushed him away, but forget it. He came to Japan and he is very confident in her.

"Get some rest early!" After leaving the thirteenth, he left.

In the next few days, Hua Yuman was brought back by thirteen, and the interaction between the two of them became the only talk of the queen during the emperor’s collapse. At the same time, the two had been given a marriage. The news is also gone, so whenever the thirteenth holding Hua Yuman crossed the street, the vicious discussion was a little less, and the envy of the awkward was a bit more.

On the seventh day, the empress was buried in the imperial tomb. The emperor mourned and closed for three days.

This evening, thirteen was idle and boring, and I missed a little thing, so that I was transformed into a black man, and I went to the mortuary of Hua Yuman.

Leaping into the window, he found that his little feathers were writing seriously, and when he looked closer, he found that she was actually writing a book, and his shackles flashed a bit of surprise.

"Little feathers, what do you write about this?"

These days, she is already very familiar with the breath of thirteen, so she is not afraid, but writes one side: "The emperor closed for three days, and the most wanted thing to see when he was in the DPRK was that everyone remembered the queen." My mother is not here, my brother is inconvenient, I wrote it on your behalf. You, have you written?"

"Don't write." He sat down and fell on the table to see her writing. Her handwriting is like her people, her appearance is cute and dignified, and each stroke is very aura. It makes people feel very comfortable.

Hua Yuman stopped the pen and glanced at him. Then he said very seriously: "No, you must write. If you don't write, you will have big troubles. This is called disrespectful queen, not filial piety and ungratefulness."