just like a good scene

"This is the only time in my life when I wear a wedding dress, so I have to keep it well." Eldest Sun Wangqing looked quite serious.

Qing Shengjin couldn't help but chuckle, and joked: "If others see their Majesty folding clothes here like a little girl, how would they feel?"

The eldest grandson Wangqing gritted her teeth, and said viciously: "It's not you, Qing'er, who started to dislike her as a husband from the first day of their wedding!"

"No way!"

"Then you still drive me away?!"

Who told her to go aside! Huh? !

"It's nothing." Qing Shengjin didn't admit it at all.

When she looked up again, the corners of her eyes twitched.

Because the eldest grandson Wangqing was raising her hand at this moment, lifted the big red quilt, and exposed the bed sheet.

Although it was a red sheet, you could still vaguely see the solidified red blood on it.

I don't know if it's hers or the eldest grandson Wangqing's, or if the two are mixed together.

Qing Shengjin's face suddenly burned like fire.

The eldest grandson Wangqing saw it, but sighed pretendingly, turned to Qing Shengjin and asked, "My lady! Do you think this bed sheet should be kept as a souvenir? After all, there is only such a chance in life." ah!"

Qing Shengjin glared at his grandson Wangqing fiercely, covered his face and ran out.

Changsun Wangqing looked at the fleeing back, with a smile on his lips, lifted the sheet on the bed without hesitation, and put it on another tray on the table.

When she went to chase after Qing Shengjin, Qing Shengjin had already run out of Jingqing Garden.

In the dark, Monk Qiqi Erzhang looked puzzled at the two people who ran out one after the other.

"Bring the tray in the room back to the palace! Don't damage it!" Changsun Wangqing only put down this sentence, and immediately accelerated to catch up with Qing Shengjin.

The corner of Qi Qi's mouth twitched, and three black lines slid down his forehead.

Sure enough, in the eyes of His Majesty, his only use is always to run around!!

Here, Changsun Wangqing easily caught up with Qing Shengjin.

"Tell you not to practice martial arts well on weekdays, so you have no physical strength now?" Changsun Wangqing scratched Qing Shengjin's nose, whose breathing was a little messy, with a slightly doting look in his eyes.

Qing Shengjin stood up straight, and snorted coldly: "It seems that if you practice hard, you can beat you!"

The eldest grandson, Wangqing, was taught by the best martial arts master in the Yan Kingdom since he was a child, and he may have inherited the Mu family's good martial arts genes from another generation, so he is very talented in martial arts.

At the age of three, the eldest grandson Wangqing was able to recite the art of war backwards, and at the age of five, he carried a big knife and turned around several personal guards in the palace.

If it weren't for the fact that there is no custom of girls entering the military camp in Yan country, I am afraid that the eldest grandson Wangqing can go to the battlefield to fight at the age of ten.

The eldest grandson Wang Qing gave an evil laugh, "My husband is standing here, when Madam wants to fight, my husband will definitely let Madam vent her anger without any complaints."

Qing Shengjin's eyes flickered slightly, but he turned his head away, and suddenly took the hand of the elder Sun Wangqing behind him.

"Where does Madam want to go?" Changsun Wangqing knew at a glance where Qing Shengjin wanted to take her.

Qing Shengjin didn't make a sound, but just pulled her eldest grandson Wangqing straight forward.

When they finally came to a place where there was a little crowd, everyone looked sideways at this pair of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies.

The "male" looks only about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his appearance is already handsome and refined, fascinating thousands of girls.

And the woman holding him in front of him is also graceful and elegant, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a country and a city.

Such a pair of talented men and beautiful women naturally have a 100% return rate.

Changsun Wangqing ignored the gazes of passers-by, just looked at the hand held by Qing Shengjin and snickered.