Airborne Wedding Site [Quick Transmigration]

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I don't know what strange things are thinking in the other party's head, Chi Hui twitched his eyes, and then decisively expressed his denial: "I don't like it."

From the original owner's point of view, the other party really never thought about marrying a wife and having children, let alone Chi Hui, the fast-traveling member. He couldn't leave his own blood in the small world at all.

As if thinking of something interesting, the young man reflected in the bronze mirror raised the corners of his lips: "But... If my husband can give birth, I don't mind working hard."

0527 sounding the alarm: ... I suspect you are in ghs.

"My lady was joking." Putting down the mahogany comb that reminded him, Huo Jingxuan lightly brushed up the other's hair with his fingers, "The house is too small, it's better if it's just you and me."

The warm fingertips passed through the hair and kneaded the acupuncture points. Chi Hui, who was forced to get up early, closed his eyes half-closed and felt a little drowsy. There came the emperor's oral order.

"A banquet?"

Too lazy to drag a pair of broken legs around with the eunuch in charge, the young man in red, who pretended to be unconscious, leaned on his wheelchair and sneered, "I thought he would just give me a few glasses of poisoned wine."

Although the original owner never trusted anyone since the Feng family was destroyed, he never did anything wrong to the old emperor until the truth was thoroughly found out. They all thought that someone was going to take their own life.

If it weren't for the other party's morbid concern for fame, he would have killed all the ministers of the Chen Dynasty.

"Poisoned wine from the imperial court? How could that man be willing to dirty his hands?" Huo Jingxuan said with a serious expression while lifting up his clothes and sitting next to the young man, "Tonight's banquet is very dangerous, and the lady must take her husband with her. "

——Because he was raised in Tian's family since he was a child, even if he has no official position, the youth will not cause criticism when he enters and exits the palace.

At the beginning, the original owner who survived unexpectedly was left by the old emperor just to stabilize the furious old Feng family. Fifteen years have passed in a hurry, and now Jin Yiwei has long lost his justice and completely surnamed He. It's amazing talent, the more anxious and restless the son of heaven is.

Not to mention the fact that the original owner escaped dangerously again and again. If the old emperor's character was not too hypocritical, Feng Xiao would have been accused of unnecessary crimes and sentenced to Ling Chi.

The established line of fate gradually deviated. Although the original script did not include a plot about going to the banquet tonight, Chi Hui knew on his knees that this was a trap.

A trap that has to be stepped on.

After sorting out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, the young man in red supported his chin and shook his head: "There are many hidden guards in the palace, and I, a useless person, can't protect you."

Mr. Huo was a literary master with peaches and plums all over the world. It was because of the increasing popularity of the other party among the students that he attracted the emperor's fatal suspicion three years ago. Well, as long as Huo Jingxuan showed any intention of becoming an official, he would become a thorn in the side of some people.

For the sake of each other's safety, it is better for the other party not to show up on such a sensitive occasion.

"Don't say such things again," Huo Jingxuan felt that the voice of a cripple in the young man's mouth was extremely harsh, and leaned over to hold the other's fingers firmly, "I will cure you."

Knowing that the other party is a piece of brown sugar that can't be shaken off, Commander Feng tactfully did not refuse, but raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "Didn't you say it can't be cured?"

Thinking of the harsh words he let go on the day of his wedding, Mr. Huo, who is eloquent and eloquent, is rarely dumbfounded, but he has always been quick-thinking, and immediately realized that the other party was changing the subject.

"No matter what, I will go with you."

Looking up into the man's long and narrow phoenix eyes full of determination, Chi Hui, who was bewitched by beauty and affection, finally nodded with difficulty.

Anyway, with the backing of 0527 and the points store, he can always protect the people he cares about.

Today happens to be the full moon ceremony of the eleventh prince of the Chen Dynasty. It is understandable for the old emperor to use this pretext to celebrate with a feast. Since the birth mother of the eleventh prince is not favored, the Empress of the Central Palace did not do anything extravagant, but just obeyed the holy will and invited her family People and some valued courtiers.

Carefully supporting his sick concubine to sit down, the protagonist Gong He Zhaoming's face is really not good-looking: Qingzhu's voice is already hoarse due to low coughing, if others find out the real gender of the other party, then Things will definitely be labeled as bullying by those boring officials.

But after all, this is considered half a state banquet. With the gloomy and domineering so-called father, as long as the disease is not contagious and they are not dead, they have to climb to Tianchen Palace even if they climb.

Son of Heaven, imperial power...

Holding the cold fingers of his beloved tightly, He Zhaoming forced himself to look away from the golden dragon chair. Fortunately, the medical skills of the Huo family's son-in-law were really good, and he finally didn't have to take any more risks until the other party didn't betray him. Ask the imperial physician in the palace to recuperate Qingzhu's body.

The auspicious time set by Qin Tianjian is approaching, but the protagonists of the full moon ceremony have not yet arrived, suppressing the unstoppable itchiness in his throat, Lin Qingzhu covered his lips with his hands and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, Feng Xiao will come ?"

The fights between women in the inner house have always been dirty. She was raised by her mother as a girl since she was a child. As long as there is no too close contact, almost no one can see through her disguise. Thinking of the words that have been circulated in the market recently, he can't help being trapped in the inner house all year round. I am yearning and curious about the famous commander Feng.

"Of course I will." He Zhaoming replied in a positive tone as he patiently warmed the other party's hands with his body temperature.

As soon as the scheming third prince finished speaking, there was a faint commotion outside Tianchen Palace, and not long after, the young man in red with a smile on his mouth entered the door openly in a wheelchair.

Before that, Lin Qingzhu had never seen Feng Xiao.

Due to the teachings of the elders in his family when he was young, he always felt that those storytellers in the teahouse were used to exaggerating, but it was not until the moment he saw the other person's appearance clearly with his own eyes that he understood what it means to have eyes like autumn water and colors like spring flowers.

Feng Xiao is beautiful.

This kind of bright and flamboyant beauty has long surpassed gender distinctions, and has nothing to do with the simple arrangement and combination of facial features. There is a simple long knife bestowed by the former emperor on his waist, and the young man in red has his eyes half down, easily scaring away all those who have evil intentions. .

"Let's go."

Pretending not to notice that the protagonist was being scrutinized by that scorching gaze, Chi Hui, who had admired the tycoon in women's clothing, sat down gracefully contentedly, habitually suppressing his presence to a minimum, Huo Jingxuan watched his wife and sat down, suddenly wanting to put some extremely wretched His eyes were poisoned to the point of blindness.

Taking the initiative to press down on the opponent's slender and powerful hand, Chi Hui seemed to inadvertently ask in a breathy voice: "Don't cause trouble."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, interlocking fingers with the young man, Mr. Huo's brows relaxed, and the gloom in his heart was swept away. The chief eunuch with a sharp voice sang newspapers loudly, and the emperor who was over fifty years old came late.

Thanks to the grace that the original owner had obtained after returning to Beijing with a broken leg, Chi Hui could still sit in a wheelchair in a daze while everyone knelt down and prostrated and shouted long live.

[Either let Huo Jingxuan be the emperor, I feel so uncomfortable watching him kneel down to others. 】

Hearing the eccentric murmur of his host, the sneaky 0527 immediately regained consciousness from the novel: [Student Chi Hui, please don't always think about changing the plot randomly. 】

[Besides, he didn't kneel down in a serious manner at all, okay? ! 】

Slightly tilting his head to grab a cheap husband who "follows the yang and hides the yin", Chi Hui looked at the man clearly, and soon caught the joy and cunning of the same style as himself in the other's eyes.

It really does not let the system worry.

Successfully dispelled the dangerous thought of his own host bypassing the protagonist to seek power and usurp the throne, 0527 hid his merit and fame, and decided to ignore these two wilting and protective foxes for the time being. The courtiers after thanking each other looked at each other, no one was sure what the Holy Majesty's attitude towards Feng Xiao was.

The emperor took his seat, sang and danced, and the thin eleventh prince simply showed up wrapped in swaddling clothes, and then was nervously hugged down by the nanny who was guarding the side to feed the medicine, his legs hurt and his mouth was picky, Chi Hui had nothing to do with the cold palace banquet Interest, just moved the chopsticks a few times symbolically.

The expected difficulties did not happen for a long time. The old emperor was in high spirits today, and the atmosphere in Tianchen Palace could be said to be full of joy between the guests and the host. These are the last tricks that you can't see.

"Stay in the palace?"

"This seems inappropriate..."

The gate of the palace was locked, and the drunken ministers gathered in groups of three or four to discuss, and the accompanying family members stood in the distance, looking a little uneasy just by looking at them.

Jin Yiwei's frightening reputation over the years is not a lie. Even though Chi Hui no longer has the official position of commander, there are still only a handful of colleagues who dare to talk to him. The picture of the reward is out of place.

Taking off his outer shirt and covering his opponent's legs, Huo Jingxuan pushed the wheelchair with one hand, and played with the smooth and soft black hair with the other: "Don't you like it?"

"Live too long, tired."

The Feng Mansion, which was full of dead bodies, became a haunted house, and the young original owner grew up in the palace. Previously, he always felt that the familiar plants and trees were shelters in his nightmares...

Until the cruel truth came to light.

The already empty stomach suddenly felt sour, and the young man in red pursed his lips to suppress his nausea: "Let's go."

——At present, he still has a place to live in the palace, so naturally he doesn't have to wait for assignment like other ministers.

The servants who served the emperor were the best at watching the dishes. Seeing that Feng Xiao's situation was gone, there was no eunuch willing to lead the way. Huo Jingxuan pushed the wheelchair according to the young man's instructions, and the emotion in his eyes was dim.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the protagonist Gong Shou who was slowly walking towards the two of them, and Chi Hui's long eyelashes slightly retracted: "It's them."

"Feng Xiao."

Seemingly normal to meet and salute, He Zhaoming reminded softly when passing by the young man: "Be careful with the second child."