The Little Crying Bag of the Prime Minister’s House

Ye Nianning didn't say everything in a low voice.

Qi Jueze threw off his sleeves and went on pulling the red silk.

Ye Nianning quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She shouldn't have come today.

Qi Jueze looks like this, it seems that he will give up.

The voice of the guests present remained unabated.

In this dry capital, there is nothing to do when you are full.

The most favorite thing to see is all kinds of gossip.

Now look at King Ping's eyes on this Ye Family girl.

Bai Minger is Luohua deliberately flowing water ruthlessly!

In addition, the nowadays in the city of Ganjing, Qin Gongzi and the Ye family have privately arranged a lifelong marriage.

Many guests have a lot of imagination in their heads, and they have already made up a stack of scripts that are several feet thick.

Fortunately, the beautiful scene of a pair of Biren worshiping heaven and earth at this time attracted more attention.

The voice gradually became quieter.

Everyone looked at the front of the hall intently.

Qi Jueze and Princess Yongjun stood side by side.

Each holds a red silk.

Full of festive red.

It made a pair of bi people as if they were walking out of the painting.

Pleasing to the eye.

"One worship to heaven and earth! Two worship to Gaotang! The husband and wife worship each other!"

The voices shouting for Qi Jueze and Princess Yongjun were loud and full of confidence.

Reverberating among the crowd.