The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

One is to help Jiang Li as the husband, and the other is to dissolve the engagement with Shangguan Ruan.

Two pieces of news from Prince Ling's Mansion came out one after another, and the people congratulated and regretted.

It seems that His Royal Highness King Ling is still a devoted person, and if you marry one, you will always be kind to him.

In an instant, Aya Qingxuan's reputation was added by another.

In the imperial study room, Huangfuwei threw the book that had just been brought up and scolded the palace maid for withdrawing.

Recently, His Majesty has been cloudy and sunny, and they did not dare to serve as a deacon in front of her.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the second son of the Prime Minister, Shangguan, is asking to see you."

Huangfuwei pressed the teacup, "Xuan."

If it's not good news, Huangfuwei doesn't need to keep him.

Shangguan Ruan saluted after arriving, his handsome face was rosy and extremely aggrieved, "Your Majesty, I suspect that Jiang Li has defected. He actually knew about my relationship with His Majesty and threatened me."

Huangfuwei opened the tea lid, and her tone was not eager, "What is he threatening you?"

"Wei, threatened me not to reveal his true identity to King Ling, and said he wanted to kill me."

After being divorced, his face was lost, and the Prime Minister's mother rejected him, so he could only tell the truth about his relationship with Huangfuwei.

It doesn't matter if he is scolded for evil, as long as His Majesty wants him.

Who knows, after he finished speaking, Huangfuwei closed the lid again and scolded, "Stupid!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Why was he the one being scolded?

Shangguan Ruan didn't know why.

"Jiang Li is my eyeliner. The task I gave him is to gain the trust of King Ling. Now that he has climbed from the position of husband servant to husband, it is the proof of his trust."

"And you, are you actually going to sabotage my plan?"

Shangguan Ruan felt her anger and tried his best to defend, "Your Majesty, Jiang Li doesn't seem to be pretending, he may really like King Ling."

"Didn't you like her before?" The contemptuous tone made Shangguan Ruxin feel cold.

Didn't His Majesty say that he liked him, would pamper him, and pity him?

Why use this tone?

Seemingly realizing that she was leaking, Huangfuwei covered it with laughter, "Ru'an, don't think too much, Jiang Li has promised me, I will do it, and the dozens of people in his Jiang family are all under my control. middle."

She has a way to make him obey.

Shangguan Ruan was not comforted, he looked gloomy and lowered his eyes, "Ruan knows."

"Have you put everything in Prince Ling's mansion?" Huangfuwei asked what she cared about.

His tone was gentle, but he lost the eagerness he had before, "Put it down."

"come over."

On the soft fall, the woman reached out to him with interest, he slowly got up, and when his eyes met, he knew that she wanted him.

But why didn't he marry him into the palace when he was ridiculed by the people?

Does he have any weight in her heart?

The picture of Ling Qingxuan embracing Jiang Li flashed in his eyes, Shangguan Ru Anxin felt a pain in his mouth, and her clothes were roughly torn off by her.

...

The husband's marriage was much larger than before. Not only was the Prince Ling's mansion ablaze with lights, but the entire street in the capital was hung with red lanterns. They were congratulating Prince Ling on marrying his husband.

The empty courtyard of Prince Ling's Mansion was filled with banquets, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard endlessly.

Ling Qingxuan was wearing a red wedding dress and sat in the middle of the banquet with a serious face.

"His Royal Highness, how can I have less drinking on this great day, come, I will do it first as a respect!"

Li Ru swayed and raised the wine glass, her face full of joy, as if she was getting married tonight.

Ling Qingxuan glanced at it, "Do it yourself."

This seat does not drink these vulgar wines.

[Tsk tsk, host, have you forgotten the last time you were in the Prime Minister's Mansion to gang the villains away from alcohol? 】I don't know who it is, but I drink very refreshingly.

The last time was purely accidental.

After Ling Qingxuan refused in a cold voice, no one else dared to get up to make a toast, and for some reason, she was extraordinarily difficult to get along with compared to the day she married her husband.

No one dared to feed her, not even the bridal chamber.

After a symbolic sitting for a while, Aya Qingxuan said goodbye.

Immediately they ate and drank as if they had no parental supervision.

In the wedding room, a censer was burning beside the red candles.

The fragrance filled the room, Jiang Li squeezed the handkerchief in his hand, and sat by the bed as if he was passing through the door on the first day.

'squeak'

The door was pushed open and closed.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Jiang Li was actually a little nervous.

When he got married for the first time, he was full of indifference.

A piece of joy scale was stretched out from under the hijab, and he picked it up, like a face that could not be desecrated by mortals appeared in front of him.

Without any restraint, he rushed forward and hugged her.

"Master wife~"

The end of the hook was ringing in his ears, and Ling Qingxuan could hear his heartbeat and felt joy in his body.

She responded, "Husband."

Not her husband, but her husband.

is her husband.

Her only husband.

Just two words made him fly with joy.

"Breakhouse Flower Candle Night, supply you."

The bed softened a little, and the red wedding dress was gently peeled off like a precious thing and put it aside.

The joy was overturned, covering the eyes of spring.

The bed curtain swayed, Jiang Li took a breath, "Wife, wife master."

"Um?"

He was a little embarrassed, "How about letting my husband serve you?"

Under the reddish light, he blushed and was about to explode.

Ling Qingxuan replied calmly, "I can do it."

Is this the kind of person who says no?

nonexistent.

In the muffled sound, Jiang Li's eyes gradually blurred.

He sighed and hugged her tightly.

...

"You changed it?"

Ling Qingxuan was leaning against the bed, the quilt didn't cover all her exposed skin, and the traces on it made Jiang Li dare not look at it.

In her hand, she held the purse that Jiang Li snatched back last time.

He said he revised it.

But the sun is still square.

Could it be that this seat has seen false sun for so many years?

Aya Qingxuan was silent.

Jiang Li covered his face, "Master wife, do you dislike it?"

kinda.

[Host, please speak the opposite. 】

"Don't dislike it."

【Please add a few words~】

"I don't dislike what you do."

【Please……】

hold back.

[…] zz is wronged.

Jiang Li removed his hand and looked at her suspiciously, "Really?"

"Um."

Jiang Li rushed over again.

"It's daytime." Ling Qingxuan reminded him.

He quickly let go, annoyed, "My wife, my husband just wants to hug you."

Ling Qingxuan opened her hands, "Hold me."

The little guy's demands are fulfilled.

Jiang Li dragged her on the bed for a while.

When Ajia came knocking on the door, it was already three poles in the sun, "Your Highness, according to the rules, today you and your son need to enter the palace to meet His Majesty."

Jiang Li froze for a moment with a smile on his face, he held Ling Qingxuan's arm thoughtfully.

"Master, can you not go?"

Aya Qingxuan refused.

If you don't go, Huangfuwei will be in trouble.

【...】Host, what do you think is not troublesome?

The two packed up and got into the carriage to go to the palace.

They entered the palace a lot late, and when Huangfuwei saw them walking side by side, the violence in her heart was even more unbearable.