The Grand Secretary's Pampered wife

Long Yi found the village after Xiao Ji and Princess Xinyang left.

The old woman's cottage is the closest to the hole. He went to the old woman first. He stayed with Princess Xinyang for many years and knew the breath of Princess Xinyang like the back of his hand.

He knew she had come as soon as he entered the house.

He asked the old woman where they had gone.

He was wearing a mask and his eyes exuded infinite murderous spirit.

Meng Meng is fierce!

You'd better tell the truth!

Or I'll kill you!

The old woman was successfully threatened and raised her finger to the hillside of the backyard: "they're gone from there."

Xiao Ji didn't say where to go. First, he didn't want to involve the old man. Second, just in case the old man betrayed them.

Protection is one thing, trust is another. If he doesn't do everything well, he can't live until now.

As soon as long Yi went to the back mountain, he tracked down the clues to the house where the young childe once lived. Wu Zhe's senses were different from ordinary people. He immediately noticed the breathing sound in the box.

When he opened the lid of the box, he saw two men with their hands and feet tied and their mouths blocked.

They woke up early. Unfortunately, they couldn't move or call.

Finally, someone came, and they were very excited.

The Dragon took a look, pulled out the cloth from the mouth of the young childe who looked more pleasant, and asked, "who made you like this?"

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

Wait, your accent is not like Dongyi!

"Where have they gone?" longyi grabbed his neck.

The young childe trembled: "go... To... The temple of the virgin..."

He heard with his own ears that they pretended to be their master servants and were escorted into the carriage by the bodyguard of the king of Dongyi, so it should be to the temple of the virgin.

"Where is the temple of the virgin?" longyi asked again.

The young childe shivered and said, "I... I haven't been there..."

He really hasn't been there.

The saint's temple is the most sacred and mysterious place of the whole Dongyi nationality. Outsiders can't get close to it at all. If he hadn't given birth to a good face and had an excellent birthday eight characters, he wouldn't have been selected to marry the saint.

But who had expected that someone cut off his beard on the way.

Long Yi was sure he couldn't ask anything. He knocked them out with one palm, covered the box and went out.

He came to the entrance of the village along the wheel prints and footprints in the snow. When he was passing a big tree, he heard a small joke voice over his head: "big man, are you going to the temple of the virgin?"

He raised his head and looked vaguely at the little princess Dongyi sitting on the branch.

The little princess of Dongyi jumped down gently, and Gu Ling looked at him strangely: "I know the way to the saint's temple."

The Dragon looked at her and said, "lead the way."

The little princess of Dongyi was stunned: "you don't ask whether it's true or not? Also, you don't ask why I helped you?"

"Lead the way." longyi is still these two words.

The little princess of Dongyi brushed her lips and said, "I don't know."

The Dragon left.

The little princess of Dongyi stared at his back with round eyes and stammered, "I... I said I didn't lead the way!"

Then she followed.

……

The temple of the virgin is a temple located on the Dongyi mountain of the Dongyi nationality.

Of course, for the Dongyi people.

In the eyes of Xiao Ji and Princess Xinyang, it is an ordinary palace, not a special one.

However, the atmosphere in the palace is very mysterious.

There are only women here, no men. Everyone is expressionless and doesn't eat fireworks.

In addition, incense was burning everywhere in the palace, in the doorway and in the corridor. Even when entering the house, two big incense burners came into view first.

"Sneeze!"

Princess Xinyang's nose itched and sneezed.

The woman in red frowned at her.

Xiao Ji said calmly, "when can I see the saint?"

The red woman's attention was successfully diverted. Her eyes moved away from the face of Princess Xinyang and fell on the curtain fence of Xiao Ji: "according to the rules, you can't see the saint until the wedding day three days later. If the saint wants to see you, she will come."

It seems that these people don't know the young man's voice and probably haven't seen each other's faces.

Forget it, don't show your face easily.

"Can I go in and have a rest?" he asked.

"Yes," said the woman in red.

Xiao Ji takes Princess Xinyang into the wing room. He goes in, but Princess Xinyang is stopped outside.

"What do you want to do?" he asked in a cold voice.

The woman in red didn't expect the childe's aura to be so strong. Her voice sank, and she almost couldn't live.

Don't you say it's a poor boy from the countryside?

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

Why does the person in front of you feel different from the rumor?

However, the doubt did not rise to the point of suspecting that he was an impostor. After all, it was sent by the king of Dongyi.

She bowed and said, "according to the rules of the temple of the virgin, foreign men are not allowed to stay in the temple. He will follow me to the temple."

Xiao Ji said angrily, "he is my long-term follower. I am used to his service. He must stay."

As a first-class Marquis of the state of Zhao, no one can surpass him in momentum. There is no need to intimidate him. The understatement is enough to give people a full sense of oppression.

The woman in red was numb and tried to say calmly, "I will report to the saint. If she objects, he will still leave."

This was shocked by Xiao Ji's aura. At least he left people first.

They entered the house.

The woman in red sent two maidens to guard at the door and went down to do the wedding by herself.

There's no need to offend the saint's husband at this time. It's just a little boy. Just stay.

Anyway, she has explained the rules. If the saint blames her one day, it's not her disobedience, it's the husband.

This room is very big. It is separated from the inner room and the outer room. They sit in the inner room and talk a little lower. People outside can't hear them.

Xiao Ji took off the screen fence and hat, and the ground was still on the table.

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

Princess Xinyang looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "the saint has a high status in the Dongyi nationality. Her marriage is the same as a man's marriage. Her husband should abide by three obediences and four virtues and should not appear in public at will."

Xiao Ji looked at her with a smile: "Qin Fengwan, you seem to envy me. Why? Do you want to imprison Ben Hou and become your own prison?"

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

Xiao Ji raised his eyebrow: "I just didn't say that. That's what I thought in my heart. Tut, Qin Fengwan didn't expect you to be such a person."

Princess Xinyang, who was angry again with her black face: "...!"

At night, the woman in red personally sent Xifu and asked her husband to try the size.

"Go out and he will wait on me and change my clothes." Xiao Ji said to the people holding clothes and hair accessories through the curtain.

Under the command of the woman in red, the servant put the service on the table in the outer room and withdrew according to the words.

The door is open. They can't leave until they know the fitting results.

Princess Xinyang took the servant 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 go."

This is their duty to ensure that every detail of the wedding is perfect.

If your husband's clothes don't fit, they will be held accountable.

Princess Xinyang understood this truth. She didn't say anything more. She hesitated and asked him, "you..."

Xiao Ji smiled and looked at her: "of course Ben hou can't change it. Do me a favor?"

Princess Xinyang thought that he was seriously injured. It was really inconvenient. She walked over silently and untied his clothes for him.

The wound on his body was tightly wrapped with cloth strips, and a little blood was seeping out. The tight texture was clear, and there was a sense of strength of war damage all the time.

Princess Xinyang's eyelashes trembled. She looked away and turned around to take Xi Fu. There were three layers: Li Yi, Zhong Yi and Xi Fu.

He opened his arms so that she could dress herself.

She was close in front of him, and could clearly feel the masculine atmosphere that belonged to him, which was fascinating.

She put her hands around his back and tied his belt for him. It was like hugging him.

Her cheek inadvertently rubbed against his strong and broad chest.

He suddenly took a breath.

She was slightly stunned, hurriedly stepped back, looked up at him in a panic: "did it hurt you? Did she touch your wound?"

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

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

She looked at this beautiful face and felt the breath of his temptation. Her forehead was hot and she was stunned and said, "do you... Want it?"