Chapter 1279 Merry Fengyang
Think back when she married Chu Ye, it looked like this...

Well, her memory of getting married is wrong, the one who got married was the original owner, and she went straight to the bridal chamber after waking up.

Hey…

It's a shame to think about it.

The auspicious time was almost here, and the sound of drums and gongs was heard from a long distance outside.

Meng Qingge quickly covered Nicole and Sujin.

Both of them have no relatives, and Meng Qingge is their only relative, so...some things can only be done by Meng Qingge.

The slightly bulging pregnant belly was busy running back and forth, afraid that something might have gone wrong.

Men are not allowed to enter this place. Chu Ye wanted to help, but he couldn't help it.

I can only vent my anger on Liu Mo and Chu Lan later!

Who is the two couples who are married?It caused his dear wife to run around.

He personally escorted the two of them into the sedan chair, with the sound of gongs and drums and the sound of firecrackers, Meng Qingge's heart was beating.

Such joy is really rare.

The person who sent off the relatives next said that the two newcomers went all the way to Prince Gong's mansion.

"Today is really a good day, haha."

"Let's go, let's go to the prince's mansion to ask for a glass of wine."

Looking back, Meng Qingge saw that everyone on the street was discussing with smiles on their faces.

Holding the sword in one hand, Feng Yang came out from nowhere, and his face lost a lot of greenness. Originally, he looked very evil, but one year older, he looked even more evil.

Meng Qingge couldn't help shaking his head with a pair of beautiful Ruifeng eyes... The older this kid is, the more he will be able to pretend.

"What's your expression on the big day? Hurry up and give it to me."

Meng Qingge slapped Fengyang on the back and shouted.

"Oh, I'll go, master, can't you be gentle? Look at other girls are scared away by you!"

This slap immediately dispelled Feng Yang's arrogance, and he almost jumped three feet high.

"Go away, go away, tease my sister and go by yourself."

Meng Qingge said angrily.

Fengyang's skin is so beautiful, he stood there, posing handsomely, and a group of girls came over to look at it.

This guy is not shy at all, and his pose is even more coquettish.

"Master, I don't understand. Men always want to..."

"What did you say?"

Meng Qingge grabbed Feng Yang's ear, Feng Yang's face changed drastically, and he said in pain: "Master, master, I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go."

Meng Qingge rolled his eyes, "If I don't give you some color to see, you won't have a long memory!"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, please let me go."

Feng Yang held back his mouth, this scene fell into the eyes of others... his own image was ruined again.

Hey... Forget it, the image is not as important as the master.

Meng Qingge was also angry, and when she thought of the girl Xinyue's utter devotion to Fengyang, she became even more angry.

Being so flirtatious at such a young age... Were ancient people so precocious?

At this moment, Meng Qingge's eyes flicked to a corner.

Turning his head in astonishment, he happened to see a beggar with a broken leg.

Meng Qingge was taken aback when he saw that figure.

"Little one..."

Meng Qingge muttered.

The beggar seemed to have noticed Meng Qingge's gaze, and as if frightened, he turned around and fled away.

"Little One!"

Meng Qingge was about to chase after him in a hurry, but was blocked by the lively crowd, and watched helplessly as the beggar disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Fengyang... Hurry up and catch up with him."

Meng Qingge said quickly.

Before she could say anything, Feng Yang had already moved, flew up, and chased after the beggar.

(End of this chapter)

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