"Shadow Snow, Yu Jie sister has not come back, what to do."

Mu Xueqing, Nangong Yingxue, and Oriental Bingya sat in the corner of the seats.

Nangong Yingxue glanced at a prostitute who had been watching her three people. He whispered: "Wait a minute, wait for him to mix and stir up when he visits the church. The people outside are arranged."

"Arranged, Zhang Dayong, they are already ambushing." Oriental Bingya whispered.

Nangong Shadow nodded, fighting for force, but there are other ways to disturb the wedding!

The butler greets the officials and some wealthy businessmen in front, and the seven emperors sat in the living room to accompany some ministers to drink tea.

"His Royal Highness, Mu Xueqing of Mufu has just gone out, do you want to..." Responsible for the prostitute who stalked the seven emperors.

The seven emperors looked cold and smiled at the house: "Let's wait a moment."

When I came outside, the seven emperors’ faces were full of chills: “Send people to follow and see what those people want to do, if they want to mess up, directly...”

"Yes." The niece left.

......

Jia Yuxiang.

"Come on, take the dice."

"The pearl on the other side."

A bunch of old moms are busy in the lady's room.

Jia Qiong sat in front of the bronze mirror, and his face was not happy.

After these days of nursed back to health, Jia Qiong’s mind finally returned to normal.

Hey.

"Sister." Sima Yi’s voice sounded.

"Come in."

"Sister, the news came from the people, did not find the traces of the night feathers." Sima said.

"How many people in Mufu?"

"Several women who have been hiding in Mufu have already arrived at the Prince's House to give a congratulatory message to the Seven Halls. The specific purpose is not known." Sima looked at Jia Qiong's back and showed a trace of obsession.

"I know. Go on." Jia Qiong did not return.

Sima Yi still wants to say something, and finally, gently cover the door and turn and leave.

"Night! Feather! Hey!" The pearl in the hands of Jia Qiong became a powder.

"Miss, Sima Gongzi is a good person, these days have been helping in our house." One shouted.

"Well?" Jia Qiong glanced at the prostitute.

"Slaves are more than a mouthful." The face was shocked.

Since half a month ago, after Jia Qiong recovered from the attack, he repaired it and went further and broke through to the seventh-level intermediate of the spirit.

However, Ms. Jia Da, who had been fairly kind to the next person, became a bit violent.

In less than half a month, two crickets have been killed by Jia Qiong because of a small incident.

People scolded Jia Qiong’s identity and dared to speak out.

"Miss, the team that is welcoming the family is coming." One shouted.

......

The wedding is going on normally.

The seven princes’ welcoming team was not harassed. From Jia, they arrived safely at the Prince’s Palace.

"All arranged." Mu Xueqing came back from the outside and sat behind Nangong Shadow Snow.

"Well." Nan Gong Ying Xue should have a voice, looked at the next hour.

It’s almost noon, Yu Yujie... I shouldn’t be back.

However, even if you can't get back, you can't make the wedding of the Seven Emperors too smooth!

Calculating the time, Zhang Dayong, they should be arranged.

A series of complicated processes have been tossed for half an hour.

Finally, I arrived at the church to get married.

"Aday worship..."

"The seven emperors rolled out!"

"The Seven Emperors are killing people and selling children!"

Outside the Prince’s House, a large number of people suddenly emerged.

Everyone’s face is full of anger and anger.

The guards ran quickly into the yard: "The temple, Your Highness! Not good, those outside!"