marry a foolish concubine

An Qixi was hugged, her head was pressed against Huang Ziyuan's shoulder, the breeze gently rolled up her handkerchief, but she couldn't move her eyes away from the slightest gap, she finally saw the man who had been holding her and kissing her for half an hour, The man whispering in her ear is so handsome, with his eyes closed, he looks like this elf who fell into this world, confused and innocent.

It's hard to imagine that this seemingly innocent, elf-like man once killed people on the battlefield without blinking an eye. The sword has been drawn, but there is no blood, and it does not return to its sheath.

At this moment, her resentment about being sold like goods, and An Chuyi's ruthless anger at letting her marry her was strangely calmed down. A kind of open-mindedness flowed in her chest. She didn't believe that this man would be willing to be like a waste. Usually lying in bed for a lifetime, she even strengthened a belief the moment she saw him for the first time.

Bei Tangxian, he will definitely not be disabled!

This kind of self-confidence has no roots, but she just firmly believes it. It's ridiculous that An Chuyi still claims to have a childhood sweetheart with him, so he doesn't believe him!She suddenly felt a sense of anticipation and ambition. She really wanted to see the wonderful expressions on An Chuyi and An Fang's faces when they saw Bei Tangxian standing proudly in front of them one day!

But at this moment, she still wants to pray to God to bless her in safety, because she doesn't want to be slapped into ashes by Bei Tangxian before she sees the regretful and annoyed eyes of the two father and daughter.

"Little beauty, remember...my name is Huang Ziyuan!" When she passed the long corridor courtyard and came to the main hall door, a cold and charming voice suddenly sounded in her ear, bringing her back to reality.

Huang Ziyuan repeated again, with an undeniable majesty in his tone: "Huang Ziyuan, you must remember!"

The corners of An Qixi's mouth really wanted to twitch, and she rolled her eyes at him, do you think you are the emperor?Or the emperor and his second uncle?I don't remember your name is Huang Ziyuan!what!

Huang Ziyuan felt like he had seen a ghost, he frowned as soon as the words came out, and then put her in the middle of the main hall with a foolish look, and Beitang Xian also arrived.

On the high hall, an old man dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and golden dragon boots sat alone, his narrow and narrow phoenix eyes were narrowed with a smile, and he looked like a Maitreya Buddha. The current emperor of the Crane Dynasty, Beitangxian's grandfather, Emperor Shenghe.

And the person sitting at the bottom on his left, a handsome man in a dark golden robe with a black face, can be vaguely seen that his outline and facial features are three to four quarters like Beitangxian, but Beitangxian is sharp and sharp, but he is gentle and moist. Watery, the faint ripples flowing in those phoenix eyes unknowingly spread layers of waves of heat and emotion, making people willing to drown in his eyes.

He is Beitangxian's uncle, and the only remaining sixth son of the old emperor—Beitangyun!

The house was full of guests and friends, but there was no noise because the most distinguished boss in the world was here again, and the singing ceremony that everyone was looking forward to was also kicked off in the resonant voice of the chief minister of the court, Taifu Ji Bochang.

Amidst the joyful drumming, worship, and the official start!

Worship to the high hall!

A deep and powerful voice resounded in the main hall filled with crowds. An Qixi was forced to kneel down slowly by Xi Po's ingenious hidden force. At that moment, her heart was filled with unprecedented sadness. This is the treatment of the weak. Such is the tragic fate of the incompetent.

She is powerless to change anything, because she is a weak person in this world, a fool who is despised by others. For half a month, she has hidden and neglected the lonely and helpless under the foolishness and madness. The long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding the endless sadness and unwillingness in those eyes.

Two thanks to heaven and earth!

Husband and wife bye!

As soon as the words fell, when An Qixi was pressed down and bowed her head, and the moment the master of ceremonies shouted the ceremony, the main hall erupted into cheers that shook the heavens.

An Qixi, who was under her hipa, clearly saw Beitang Xian, who had been closing her eyes, through the gap, and the perfect arc on the sexy thin lips, which was so amazing that she couldn't take her eyes off.

However, under the lively atmosphere, there are undercurrents surging.

Huang Ziyuan's slender peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, inadvertently exuding brilliance and sharp coldness, he seemed to be lazily leaning aside to watch the excitement, but in fact his whole body was tense and he was vigilant about his surroundings, especially the one that had always been as stable as Mount Tai——Northern Tang Yun!

Beitangxian was ambushed and almost died when he returned this time. The activities involved are self-evident. Beitangxian's outrageously powerful intelligence organization accurately found out that the siege of thousands of dead men had something to do with the sixth son of the emperor. , and the battle for the throne is the best reason. Although no concrete evidence has been found yet, they will not take it lightly.

So Bei Tangxian came back in this way of the living dead, and used the name of Chongxi to marry An Chuyi back. On the one hand, he wanted to let the enemy relax his vigilance and marry An Chuyi smoothly, and on the other hand, he wanted to lure the snake out of the hole.

He wanted to see if he, the gentle son and uncle of the sixth emperor, really wanted to put him to death!

When Beitangyun's handsome face, which had always been calm and clear, saw the half-dead Beitangxian, some complex emotions flashed in his eyes, making it difficult to fathom.

The old emperor's eyes were moist, seeing his uncommon grandson turned out to be like a living dead at the moment, and his heart that had been through vicissitudes was also bursting with soreness. He was even more satisfied that An Chuyi could still marry Beitangxian up.

Taking the tea from An Qixi's hand with a smile, the old emperor, like a benevolent elder, slowly took out a purple-gold hairpin from his bosom, and gently stroked the hairpin with nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes.

As soon as the hairpin appeared, the complexions of all the people present with some status changed, and some of them knew a lot, such as Beitang Yun, their eyes were deep and deep, and there was even a hint of hotness and madness in their eyes.

The golden-purple hairpin is only about five or six inches long, and looks exquisite and lovely, but the unique purple-gold color reveals a different atmosphere and luxury. The body of the hairpin is actually made of jade, not jade, and is carved with a sparkling phoenix tail. , the top of the hairpin is a lifelike phoenix head, the whole hairpin is streamlined and elegant, just like a phoenix spreading its wings to fly!

Anyone who knows about hairpins knows that this is Beitangxian's grandma, the emperor's first wife. Before his death, the emperor searched for more than ten years before finding half a piece of Dunhuang purple jade, which is rare to extinct in the world. That little hairpin Every carving, every turning, every polishing took painstaking efforts, and it took three years to finally complete the little hosta.