Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 230 The Mermaid Princess's Treasure (58)

Long Qian's long black hair was spread out, and a pair of blue dragon horns on top of his head were wrapped with strands of hair. There was a smile on his beautiful handsome face.

With this appearance, Bei'er thinks he is very handsome and handsome, and he has the feeling that he is unparalleled in the world.

With a smile in Bei Er's eyes, she stretched out her fingers to rest on the tip of his straight nose, and said, "Husband is really beautiful today."

"You said we are all married, what should you call me? Princess? Lady? Wife? Or Queen?"

"I prefer you to call me Your Lady Queen."

"I, I prefer to call you: Qian."

Long Qian looked at her big eyes, still so clear and innocent, as if he didn't know what her actions meant at this moment, in her mind she was just playing with a toy.

This made Long Qian feel a sense of frustration. He hugged her sideways and leaned close to her ear: "What do you want me to call you? I am not as beautiful as the princess. I love the princess so much." .”

"Since you are married to me, you are my wife. Today is our wedding night, let's go to bed early!"

A slender arm pulled back the red ribbon on the curtain.

Inside the red curtain...

The next day.

Bei'er woke up from the dream, all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart.

She blinked suspiciously, then remembered last night.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to block the darkness in her eyes. Why are the targets of her raids in every plane so physically strong?

She said she couldn't bear it! ! ! !
Looking sideways to the outside of the bed, he found that Long Qian had already woken up, dressed in a blue brocade, and was sitting quietly on the recliner by the window sill, reading a book.

Long Qian heard that the person on the bed woke up. He hurriedly put down the book in his hand, walked to the bed, and asked softly, "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

Bei Er stared at his face firmly, and found that there was no trace of fatigue in his eyes.

The whole person was refreshed, and she didn't look tired at all, which made her feel very unbeautiful.

So the voice said indifferently: "I'm not feeling well."

Long Qian didn't know why she was suddenly a little unhappy, but she also thought about it, "What's wrong with Er'er?"

"My shoulder hurts, my arm hurts too."

"Then I'll send the witch doctor over." After speaking, he turned around and ordered the maid to call the witch doctor.

Bei Er was very upset when he heard that he told about the witch doctor. Shouldn't he take care of himself?
"I don't want the witch doctor to come over, just press it for me." The whole person lay on the bed, looking at her with an unhappy expression.

Long Qian didn't know much about medicine, but at the moment he didn't know that Bei'er was deliberately embarrassing himself, so he sat by the bed and gently pressed her shoulder with his hands.

There was a trace of flame burning deep in Long Qian's heart, but he still suppressed his inner thoughts.

He began to inject mana into his hands, and gently rubbed the spine on her neck with strength.

Bei'er is very ticklish and wants to laugh at this moment.

But what has been said cannot be changed, so I have to bite the bullet and let him continue.

She covered her face with her hands and tried hard to hold back a smile.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Long Qian felt that his whole body was like an ant tormenting on a hot pan.

But in order not to make her angry, he had no choice but to continue using his strength to relieve her pain.

Bei'er knew the magic power poured into his palm, and the discomfort in his shoulders soon disappeared.

10 minutes passed.

Long Qian lowered his head and clung to Bei'er's ear, and whispered, "Er'er, it's getting late, it seems like you're going to the altar to complete the first ceremony after getting married, are you sure you'll have to stay on the bed all the time?" Are you not moving?"

Hearing what he said, Bei Er suddenly got up from the bed, "If you didn't tell me earlier, if I said I was late, Elder Qing would have to lecture me again, and Qing Jian is very concerned about these things, so he will angry."

Long Qian's eyes became darker, and his gaze fell on her revealing fair neck. Hearing her mention of Qingjian, his eyes became icy cold.

Bei Er was a little puzzled by his cold gaze, and said to him in a cold voice: "You go out first, let the maid come in to change my clothes and wash up."

Knowing that she was still a little shy, Long Qian stood up smiling and asked the maid to come in.

When Bei Er appeared in front of Long Qian in bright red, he was really amazed. She was pure and beautiful in the pink dress she often wore, but now she was glamorous and noble in the red dress.

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After half an hour.

Bei'er and Long Qian came to the altar side by side. The elders and Qing Jian had been waiting for a long time, but they still saw Leng Geng who hadn't seen him for a long time since Long Qian slapped him.

Bei Er, who was the princess of the royal family, got married yesterday, and today she will come to the altar to talk to the ancestors according to the etiquette of the mermaid clan, and pay homage to the ancestors.

Qingjian was still dressed in white as usual, with a fairy air.

Seeing Bei'er approaching, a gentle smile appeared on the expressionless handsome face.

And Leng Geng behind him snorted when he saw the two walking side by side.

Elder Qi turned his head away angrily when he saw the pair of dragon horns on Long Qian's head.

Bei'er walked up to Qingjian, and asked happily: "Qingjian, have you had breakfast?"

Qing Jian looked at her gently, and nodded slightly, when he saw the mark on her fair neck.

He turned his eyes to look at Long Qian at the side, and his indifferent and cold gaze fell on him. His tone was light, but he said to Long Qian with a sense of oppression: "You actually married our Er'er, according to the old etiquette You want to stand in front of the ancestors' soul light group to worship together with Her Royal Highness, but because you are a dragon, the ancestors' souls will hurt you, so you can only stand outside the altar to worship."

Long Qian felt the sense of oppression faintly released from Qingjian, which should be a warning to himself, but he didn't know what the warning was.

Hearing what he said, he felt a little suppressed and looked down upon, but he also knew that he couldn't resist, so he could only nod his head slightly, as an answer.

The ceremony begins.

Qing Jian was in front of him, making a mark with both hands, the light in the center of the altar surged instantly, and a trace of gentle light shone on all the mermaids present.

Standing beside Qingjian, Bei'er was also enveloped by this beam of light.

For some reason, she felt that this light, since the first time she secretly came to the altar, this light began to be hostile to her.

At this moment, the light swept across her body maliciously, as if it wanted to kill itself immediately, before allowing myself to think too much, Qing Jian beside him said: "Er Er, go to the middle of the altar, follow the steps I made a few days ago. I will teach you how to do it."

Bei Er looked at him with hesitation.

Qingjian seemed to be able to see her thoughts, stretched out his hand to rub her soft hair, and said softly: "Don't worry, it's okay, I'm here."

(End of this chapter)