C19 His Highness the Crown Prince Was Mighty and Mighty

On the day of their wedding, a group of servant girls served Jing Xiaotong as she bathed and changed into a bun … The girls were extremely busy.

The red carpet was spread from the entrance of the crown prince's mansion all the way to the main hall. Jing Xiaotong was dressed in a wedding dress, with a head full of red hair and supported by a little girl. She walked slowly on the carpet, her long skirt spread out behind her.

In the main hall of the crown prince's palace, the emperor and empress sat upright in the main hall.

Yun Zihao was wearing a dark red, five-clawed black robe. His brows were slanted into his hair, and his hair was only tied up by a gold-plated crown. He stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the people with him to stand side by side with him.

Jing Xiaotong and Yun Zihao stood shoulder to shoulder, kowtowing to the Emperor Queen three times. Receiving the golden book and golden imprint, the ceremony was completed, and the sound of music could be heard unceasingly …

Stepping into the bridal room, Jing Xiaotong sat on the edge of the bed. The surroundings quieted down, and within the room, there were only a few maids busily walking about from time to time.

Yun Zihao still hadn't come in. He heard from Lyu Xiu that there were 64 tables full of guests outside. Could it be that he was the one hosting them personally? She didn't know how the princes were getting married.

Just wait, the phoenix crown on her head, the noise of the day, Jing Xiaotong is as tired as a dog.

She waited for a long time, but nothing happened, she thought to herself. She also waited, so she could only lean against the bed curtain for a while. Unknowingly, she fell asleep.

After sleeping for who knows how long, she seemed to hear a sound in her sleep. Jing Xiaotong suddenly woke up and sat up straight. She was wondering if the crown prince had come. At the very least, she was Nan Mingcheng's sister and couldn't embarrass him too much.

The ladies had told her not to expose her, so she hadn't picked it up.

Jing Xiaotong sat upright and upright for a long time. The surroundings were so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.

Did everyone leave already? She wouldn't be the only one in the room, would she? she thought.

"Is anyone here?" Jing Xiaotong asked tentatively.

No one answered.

"Wuu." "Whew." she asked cautiously.

After half a day, no one replied. That old woman said it was unlucky to have her head lifted, so she endured it.

Since she had already waited for so long, she didn't mind waiting for a while longer. Jing Xiaotong let out a deep breath and looked down. She saw the black bag still hanging on her waist, so she picked it up and flipped it over.

How on earth was this supposed to be opened? Did he need to chant an incantation to open it? As she thought about it, she tried it out.

"Pineapple pineapple honey!" She held the pouch in her left hand and pointed at it with her right hand, following the spell.

"Open Sesame." The voice was heard again.

"No Amitabha in the South"

"Ruyi. Ruyi. Follow my wishes." Jing Xiaotong shook her head as she recited this to herself.

That bag didn't move at all. She was thinking of some treasures that could recognize her as their master, and normally, they would form an alliance with their own blood. She glanced at her fingers. How could she bear to do that?

"Fuck your second uncle, third uncle and fourth uncle, how are we going to open them?" Jing Xiaotong scolded softly.

"Do you need me to open it for you?" A very magnetic male voice sounded.

Jing Xiaotong actually heard what the broken bag said. It was as good as talking like a rabbit. She nodded happily and said, "I need it, I need it too much. So you can talk too, haha."

"Hurry up and open it." She excitedly threw away the black bag and it flew out.

Next, Jing Xiaotong's head was lifted, and she was surprised to find a man dressed in a dark gold python robe with five claws embroidered on it.

Because the person was standing there with her back to the light, she was unable to clearly see what he looked like. She could only see a faint red glow around the man's body.

Jing Xiaotong was stunned. This purse was the same as hers, able to transform into a human form. It was too amazing.

She stood up and looked at the man, carefully grabbing his arm, staring at his face, only to see a pair of sword-like eyebrows slanted down to his temples, his beautiful eyes were like black obsidian, the outline of his tall nose was sharp as a knife, and his pale lips were pressed tightly together.

Black Pouch wore a cold expression and didn't say anything.

Jing Xiaotong's eyes lit up as she stared at her treasure. She couldn't help but marvel at the fact that even a black bag could turn into such a handsome person. "Wow, you're so handsome."

She grabbed his arm and shook it, thinking that it was no wonder the bag couldn't be opened. It was a demon, not a tool to store things.

Jing Xiaotong frowned as she looked at the "black bag".

"So you aren't here to store things?" What's your use? " Jing Xiaotong looked at the black bag in surprise and asked.

"What's the use of telling me first?" The black bag blanked for a moment before asking.

Jing Xiaotong thought for a moment, then said with a little disappointment, "I, I'm not only good-looking and know how to eat and drink, I have no use for anything else."

Black Pouch was puzzled. Was this woman stupid? He frowned slightly.

"Black Lotus Pouch, do you know martial arts?" Do you know magic? " Jing Xiaotong asked hurriedly.

Yun Zihao looked down at his black python robe, it was one of his favorite clothes. He was speechless, she actually called him Black Pouch.

"With Princess Dunhuang Country's upbringing, do you think you can give people any nickname?" Yun Zihao was unhappy. He leaned to the side and thought to himself, "Does this suit look like a black purse?"

"Then you didn't tell me your name." Jing Xiaotong thought to herself, "This money bag is pretty bad-tempered."

Yun Zihao turned his body to the side and stared at Jing Xiaotong's eyes aggressively. It was as if he wanted to eat her up.

He was angry. It had been so long, but she didn't even know her husband's name. Where did she place him in her heart? Ignoring it? His pride was not to be ignored.

Yun Zihao frowned slightly and walked forward. Jing Xiaotong was forced to the corner of the bed and had nowhere to retreat to. She fell down on the bed unprepared.

"Yes."

"What are you doing? This is the crown prince's residence, how dare you act recklessly? " Seeing the cold, charming and domineering eyes of the "Black Lotus Bag", Jing Xiaotong was so scared that even her voice started to tremble.

Oh, how could she be afraid? Then he would show her some color and make her afraid to the end. He slowly pressed his body down, and his face grew closer and closer to hers.

Jing Xiaotong immediately tilted her head, closed her eyes, waved her claws and cried out in fear, "Ah! Someone help! Help! Help!" Someone, come quickly. "No way …"

Of course no one would come and save her. The people outside covered their faces and laughed, while they thought to themselves, "Crown Princess is so bold and unrestrained!" 'His Highness the Crown Prince is mighty! '

Mo Yan was sitting on the tree in the yard hidden away. When he heard Jing Xiaotong call for help, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Yun Zihao stopped his actions. He was satisfied as he looked at Jing Xiaotong's frantic expression.

Jing Xiaotong continued to shout for help. She really did not want to be harmed by a monster. If a person was only able to carry a purse, she would not dare to look at the beautiful scene in front of her.