The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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The old woman's hut was the closest to the entrance of the cave, so he went to find the old woman first. He had stayed by Princess Xinyang's side for many years and knew her aura like the back of his hand.

He knew she was there as soon as he entered the room.

He asked the old woman where they had been.

He was wearing a mask, and his eyes exuded endless murderous aura.

Mengmeng is fierce!

You'd better be honest!

Otherwise, I will kill you!

The old woman was successfully threatened, and pointed to the hillside in the backyard: "They left from there."

Xiao Ji didn't say where to go specifically, firstly, he didn't want to involve the old man, and secondly, just in case the old man betrayed them.

Protection is one thing, trust is another. If he is not careful about everything, it is impossible for him to live to this day.

After Long Yi went to the back mountain, he followed the clues to the house where the young master once lived. The martial artist's senses were different from ordinary people, and he instantly noticed the sound of breathing in the box.

He opened the lid of the box and saw two men whose hands and feet were bound and their mouths gagged.

The two woke up early, but unfortunately they couldn't move or scream.

It was not easy for someone to come, and the two of them were very excited.

Long Yi took a look, pulled the cloth from the mouth of the young man who looked more pleasing to the eye, and asked: "Who made you like this?"

The young man hurriedly complained: "A man and a woman! They are wearing the clothes of Dongyi soldiers, but their accents are not from Dongyi!"

Wait, your accent doesn't look like Dongyi either!

"Where did they go?" Long Yi grabbed his neck.

The young gentleman trembled: "Go...go...to the Saintess Hall..."

He heard with his own ears that the two pretended to be masters and servants and were escorted into the carriage by the guards of King Dongyi, so they should be going to the Hall of the Holy Maiden.

"Where is the Holy Maiden Hall?" Long Yi asked again.

The young gentleman said tremblingly, "I... I have never been there..."

He has never been there.

The Saintess Hall is the most sacred and mysterious place of the entire Dongyi people. Outsiders can't get close to it. If he hadn't had a good looks and a perfect birth date, he wouldn't have had the chance to be chosen to meet the Saintess. marriage.

But who would have expected that someone would cut him off halfway.

Long Yi was sure that there was nothing left to ask, so he knocked the two of them unconscious with one palm, closed the lid of the box and went out.

He followed the wheel tracks and footprints in the snow to the entrance of the village, and when he was passing a big tree, he heard a playful voice from above his head: "Big man, are you going to the Saintess Hall?"

He raised his head and looked at the little Dongyi princess sitting on the branch with confused eyes.

The little princess Dongyi jumped down lightly, and looked at him strangely: "I know the way to the Holy Maiden Hall."

Long took a look at her, cherishing words like gold and said: "Lead the way."

Little Princess Dongyi was stunned: "You don't even ask if it's true or not? Also, you don't ask why I helped you?"

"Lead the way." Long Yi still used these two words.

The little princess Dongyi curled her lips: "I don't."

Long Yi is gone.

Dongyi's little princess stared at his back without looking back, and stammered: "I, I, I...I even said that I won't lead the way!"

Then she followed.

...

The Holy Maiden Hall is a shrine located on Dongyi Mountain of the Dongyi nationality.

Of course, it was for the Dongyi people.

In the eyes of Xiao Ji and Princess Xinyang, it is just an ordinary palace, and it is not the kind that is particularly ingenious.

However, the atmosphere in the palace is very mysterious.

There are only women here, no men, and everyone is expressionless, looking like they don't eat fireworks.

In addition, incense is burning everywhere in the palace, at the door, in the aisle, and even entering the house, the first thing that catches the eye are two large incense burners.

"Ah Choo!"

Princess Xinyang had an itchy nose and sneezed.

The woman in red frowned and looked at her.

Xiao Ji said calmly: "When can I see the saint?"

The red-clothed woman's attention was successfully diverted, her eyes moved away from Princess Xinyang's face, and fell on Xiao Ji's curtain fence: "According to the rules, you will not be able to see the saint until the wedding day three days later. In the meantime, if the saint wants to see you, she will come over."

It seemed that these people did not recognize the young man's voice, and perhaps had not seen the other's face.

Forget it, don't show your face easily.

"Can I go in and rest?" He asked indifferently.

"Yes." The woman in red said.

Xiao Ji took Princess Xinyang into the wing room, he went in, but Princess Xinyang was stopped outside.

"What do you want to do?" he asked coldly.

The woman in red didn't expect the young man's aura to be so powerful, and when her voice sank, she almost couldn't bear it.

Don't you mean a poor boy from the countryside?

He was called the most beautiful man in Dongyi just because of his beauty, but he didn't have much ability. The saint chose him because of his appearance and birth date.

Why does the person in front of me give me a different feeling from the rumors?

However, the doubts belonged to the doubts, and it did not rise to the point of suspecting that he was an impostor. After all, it was sent by King Dongyi.

She bowed and said: "The rules of the Saintess Hall do not allow outsiders to stay in the hall. He will follow me to the outer hall."

Xiao Ji said without anger and prestige: "He is my long-term follower, I am used to him serving, he must stay."

As the first-rank Marquis of Zhao Kingdom, no one can surpass him in terms of aura. There is no need to speak harshly, and an understatement is enough to give people a full sense of oppression.

The red-clothed woman's scalp was numb, and she tried to calmly say: "I will report to the saint. If she objects, he will still leave."

This was shocked by Xiao Ji's aura, at least he kept him there first.

The two entered the house.

The woman in red sent two maids to guard the door, and went down to arrange the marriage by herself.

At this juncture, there is no need to offend the saint's husband, just a servant, so stay as long as you want.

Anyway, she has already explained the rules, if the saintess blames her one day, it is not her disobedience, but the gentleman.

This room is very big, the inner room and the outer room are separated, the two sit in the inner room and talk softly so that people outside can't hear them.

Xiao Ji took off the curtain fence and bamboo hat, and left them on the table in disgust.

The old men are wrapped up like this, and the women are chirping.

Princess Xinyang looked at his suffocated look, and couldn't help but want to laugh: "The holy girl has a high status in the Dongyi tribe. She gets married just like a man marries a wife. Her husband must abide by the three obediences and four virtues, and he is not allowed to show his face to the outside world at will." .”

Xiao Ji glanced at her with a half-smile: "Qin Fengwan, you seem to be envious, what? You want to imprison this Marquis and become your own prison?"

Princess Xinyang said angrily, "When did I say that!"

Xiao Ji raised his eyebrows: "It's just that I didn't say that, it's because I thought about it in my heart. Tsk, Qin Fengwan, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

Princess Xinyang who was so angry that she turned black again: "...!!"

At night, the woman in red personally sent a wedding dress over, and asked the gentleman to try on the size.

"You go out, he will wait for me to change clothes." Xiao Ji said to the crowd holding clothes and hair accessories through the curtain.

The woman in red commanded the servants to put the servants on the table in the outer room, and retreated as she said.

The door of the room is open, and they cannot leave until they know the result of the fitting.

Princess Xinyang carried the attendant into the inner room, and whispered: "Do you really want to try?"

Xiao Ji whispered: "If you don't try to show them, they won't leave."

It is their job to ensure that every detail of the wedding is flawless.

If Lang Jun's wedding clothes don't fit well, they will be held accountable.

Princess Xinyang understood this truth and didn't say anything more. She hesitated for a while and asked him: "You..."

Xiao Ji smiled and looked at her: "Of course this Marquis can't be changed, can you help me?"

Princess Xinyang thought that it was really inconvenient for him to be seriously injured, so she walked over silently and untied his belt.

The wound on his body was tightly wrapped with cloth strips, with a little blood oozing out, the tight texture and lines were clear, and there was a sense of battle-damaged strength all the time.

Princess Xinyang's eyelashes trembled, she looked away, turned around and took the wedding dress, there were three layers in total: inner coat, middle coat, and wedding dress.

He opened his arms so she could dress him.

She was close at hand in front of her, and she could clearly feel his masculine aura, which was somewhat fascinating.

She put her hands behind him and tied his belt, as if she was actively hugging him.

Her cheek brushed against his strong and generous chest inadvertently.

He suddenly gasped.

She was slightly taken aback, then hurriedly backed away, looking up at him in a panic: "Did it hurt you? Did it touch your wound?"

He took a deep breath, raised his bony hand to cover her cheek, and gently pressed his thumb on her soft lips.

His eyes darkened and his voice became hoarse: "Qin Fengwan, do you want Benhou to want you here?"

She looked at this handsome face that was so handsome, and felt his seductive aura, her forehead felt hot, and she asked in a daze, "Then you... want it?"