Boss, she is unparalleled

Chapter 771 Long live a thousand years (51)

"what?"

Jin Mi's tone was a little light, and Jiang Yu thought he had heard it wrong.

Jin Mi's jaw line was tense, and he repeated it again.

Two days ago, when I was out of the palace for business, I saw the little granddaughter of Wang Wu's family, she was very pink and tender, very cute.

Jin Mi thought to himself that although this Wang Wu didn't look very good, the little granddaughter looked like a jadeite.

At that time, he was thinking about what his and Jiang Yu's children would look like in the future.

Must be a little princess.

Wear a beautiful little skirt for her, wear a beautiful palace flower, and dress her up beautifully.

She is the most beloved eldest princess of Ji Kingdom.

Well, Jin Mi didn't think about his son at all.

Son or something, it's annoying to watch.

It will be noisy, maybe it will climb trees and fish.

Don't do it.

When the little princess grows up, let her be the empress.

The abacus in Jin Mi's mind was crackling.

"We'll talk about it when we have it." Jiang Yu lowered his head and adjusted the direction of his belt, and said casually.

"You don't like children?"

Jiang Yu paused, recalling those little bastards in the previous plane, he couldn't tell what it felt like, "It's okay."

Jin Mi was in a good mood after being a little depressed, and pulled Jiang Yu to mutter about what the little princess will prepare in the future.

Jiang Yu: "..." Poisonous.

"Yu Bao, is this enough for you?" Jin Mi looked at Jiang Yu eagerly, like a large animal begging for approval.

Jiang Yu nodded expressionlessly.

You look good, you can say anything.
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December eighteenth.

It is suitable to marry.

The emperor and empress of the Kingdom of Ji got married, and all countries came to participate in the feast.

It is said that the queen is a folk woman, and it is said that the queen is as beautiful as a fairy.

There are countless legends about the queen, but no one has ever seen what the queen looks like.

Just like the nine thousand years old.

Oh, by the way, Nine Thousand Years seems to have disappeared recently. Could it be that he stayed in the mansion and didn't go out?

In the state of Ji, those who have the conditions are married with the fan ceremony, that is, the face is covered with a fan.

It seems to be used to hide shame.

Jiang Yu couldn't remember clearly, the last time I heard someone take a bite about the fan ceremony, I just wrote it down.

Mrs. Guang'an Hou, who is deeply blessed, holds a wooden comb and combs Jiang Yu's hair.

A dark wood-colored comb ran through her jet-black hair.

Mrs. Guang'anhou was combing and talking softly.

"One comb to the end, two combs until the white hair is as tall as the eyebrows, three combs until the children and grandchildren are everywhere..."

Putting the last phoenix hairpin on her hair, Mrs. Guang'an Hou smiled, and put on red earrings for Jiang Yu again, "Your Majesty is so blessed, the blessings are profound."

Jiang Yu raised his hand and poked the hairpin inside, and took the peacock feather fan handed over by Mrs. Guang'an Hou.

"Your Majesty, the queen's ceremonial car has arrived, it's time to get up."

Jiang Yu stood up slowly, the clothes on her body and the jewelry on her head almost crushed her to the ground.

Breathing out silently, Jiang Yu raised his hand and covered his face with the fan.

Damn it, which bastard came up with the fan ceremony?
It's so far away from here to Guanju Palace where we got married, it's not like holding a fan all the time.

Jiang Yu dissed all the way, Empress Yijia walked slowly for more than half an hour before arriving at Guanju Palace.

"Ma'am, it's time to get out of the car."

Jiang Yu moved his shoulders by standing up.

numb.

When Jiang Yu stepped onto the steps, all the officials standing on both sides opened their eyes wide in horror.

This... this... isn't this nine thousand years old?

Why is Jiuqian wearing the queen's wedding dress?
Nine thousand years old actually disguised as a woman?

absurd!What absurdity!

The ministers were anxious to death, but they all stood still and did not dare to move, holding the chao wat in their hands, lowered their heads, and covered their ugly expressions.

(End of this chapter)