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Chapter 909 Occupying the Mountain as King (66)

The bookshelf creaked.

A knuckle-wide book fell from the bookshelf and just hit Luo Qiao on the head.

Luo Qiao was terrified by the smash, and came back to his senses.

Rong Huang: "Hahahahaha"

Just now Rong Huang kicked people away with a guilty conscience, but now that Luo Qiao was smashed, she was holding her stomach and laughing until she almost burst into tears.

Luo Qiao glanced at Rong Huang angrily, and simply sat down on the ground, licked his lips, it seemed that the sweet smell of the little girl's lips still remained on it.

Luo Qiao put the book at his feet back on the shelf, and looked at the little girl who was laughing happily, "Princess Yile has gone back?"

Rong Huang got down from the desk, moved a few steps to the side of Luoqiao, lifted the hem of her skirt and sat on the spot, said lazily, "I'm going back."

Luo Qiao heard Rong Huang's displeasure and thought she was sad.

Luo Qiao was secretly annoyed that Princess Yile had made Rong Huang sad, so he reached out to hold Rong Huang's hand, and lightly rubbed the inside of her wrist, "It's all over, now you have me."

Rong Huang tilted her head and leaned on Luo Qiao's shoulder, playing with the jade ring hanging on her waist, "I don't care, she is not my aunt, so how could she be sad?"

Luo Qiao's eyes moved slightly, thousands of thoughts flitted through his eyes, and finally turned into eyes full of doting, "We will live together in the future, and we don't want anyone else."

Rong Huang licked her red and swollen lips, and Bai Shengsheng's fingers circled Luo Qiao's palm, and said in a delicate voice, "Got it."

Luo Qiao was scratched until his palms were numb, and his eyes were dim.

His eyes fell on the little girl's ruddy lips, and Luo Qiao clicked his tongue lightly, his voice hoarse.

Forget it, let's not kiss.

To prevent the little girl from blowing up again.

Luo Qiao stretched out his long arms, wrapped around Rong Huang's shoulders, and muttered in his mouth.

Most of them are beautiful ideas about future married life.

Rong Huang shook the two jiojios, and the Dongzhu on the upper of the shoes shook accordingly, responding once and for all.

The two figures clinging to each other cast a dark shadow on the ground, tightly entangled and intimate.
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Two days before the emperor's wedding, the guards of the abandoned palace sent word that the abandoned emperor had died.

Huo Xiang committed suicide, and it is said that his blood soaked the shabby bedding beneath him.

When Rong Huang got the news, he said it was bad luck several times.

Don't die sooner or later, she insists on raising her braids in the few days when she is about to get married.

Rong Huang suspected that that bitch Huo Xiang did it on purpose.

But this did not affect the empress's wedding two days later.

Now that Rongguo is established, who else will remember Huo Xiang who proclaimed himself emperor by extorting confessions?

The weather in June is just right, there are no clouds in the sky, and it is a suitable day for getting married.

Because of Rong Huang's status, she rode a horse when she went out of the palace to welcome her relatives.

Luo Qiao is a man, so of course he is also riding a horse, but he is half a step behind Rong Huang.

Both sides of the street were crowded with onlookers, and the procession of welcoming the bride circled around Shangjing and finally entered the imperial palace.

After worshiping heaven and earth, Rong Huang and Luo Qiao entered the wedding room together.

After drinking the Hejin wine together, all the palace servants who were serving at the side withdrew.

Under the candlelight, the little girl in a happy dress had a beautiful face, which added a bit of beauty.

Luo Qiao's eyes were soft, and he took the initiative to hold Rong Huang's hand, and raised his chin, "You marry me back today, and you will only be mine in the future."

"Didn't I promise you back then?" Rong Huang wrinkled his nose, "You are so annoying."

Luo Qiao's eyes darkened, and he pulled the little girl into the red quilt as he raised his hand.

The sound of coquettish moaning, moaning, sobbing and uncontrollable panting rang for most of the night, and it barely stopped until the middle of the night.

Luo Qiao hugged the innocent little girl to bed, and was kicked down by Rong Huang.

(End of this chapter)