My wife is super cool

Chapter 101
His tone was meaningless, but the eyes of Yue'er and Xian'er in the room were red.

Although the prince of his own family is the heir apparent, he was born with the grievances and grievances of the previous generation.

According to the queen's wishes, she lived as a tool man.

"Let's not talk about that." Ion You pretended to be relaxed.

He covered Xian'er's red hijab, and his extremely gorgeous face showed reluctance.

"The position of Deputy Palace Master of the Underworld Palace will always be reserved for you. If Zhang Yuan bullies you in the future, just come to the Underworld Palace to look for this prince, and this prince will protect you."

With tears in her eyes, Xian'er hummed softly.

Since he was five years old, he has been serving the prince. To say something disrespectful, the prince is like a relative in his heart.

Now that she is married suddenly, it is still thousands of miles away in Beilu, so he is reluctant to part with it.

Ion You's eye circles were reddish, he opened the wooden door, and took Xian'er's hand step by step to send him into the wedding sedan chair.

When the joy was played, Xian'er held the glowing red apple in her arms and cried bitterly.

He has served the prince for more than ten years, how could he not know the prince's intention to marry him off.

The reason why the prince let go of him marrying Zhang Yuan was that his biggest intention was to draw him out of the vortex in the palace.

Nanli looked calm on the surface, but in fact the inside was already in chaos, the front court and the harem were just the calm before the storm.

The tug-of-war between the prince and that person is about to begin. With that person's deep scheming, the prince probably has no [-]% chance of successfully seizing power.

Xian'er stopped crying and looked down at the apple in her hand.

The prince is paving the way for him!
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A group of people played and played to the meaning of Yijun who was wearing red silk.

Zhang Yuan went to kick the sedan chair door to welcome the newlyweds to get off the sedan chair.

Xia Qingmiao tried hard on her little feet to see through the crowds what the newlywed who covered his head with a red gauze hijab looked like. That small appearance was even more eager than Zhang Yuan, which made Luo Ran laugh non-stop.

Zhang Yuan led Xian'er across the brazier and saddle, and then went to worship.

But this new couple has no father and no mother, and everyone has a problem for a while.

"Your Highness." In the silence of the room, Huang Tong suggested in a low voice, "You are Zhang Yuan's recognized master, or you should take the main seat and let the newcomer worship."

Lu Jingmo cast her a cool look.

If Xia Qingmiao hadn't panicked about this marriage, she wouldn't even show her face.

Now I still want to make her act as Zhang Yuan's elder. Is she being too kind to them for a while?
The atmosphere of joy suddenly froze.

Luo Ran scratched Lu Jingmo's palm, and when she lowered her eyes, she said in a low voice, "It's okay to let the newcomer pay their respects, maybe there will be some happiness."

Lu Jingmo's fingertips slowly rubbed the back of Luo Ran's soft hand, and said without principle: "It is of course."

Although the voices of the two are not loud, in a quiet room, everyone in the room can hear clearly.

One second, Her Royal Highness, who was exhaling air-conditioning at Huang Tong, turned into a well-behaved and obedient cutie in front of the man she liked the next.

This day is treated differently...

Everyone silently bowed a tear of sympathy for Huang Tong.

There are two main seats, Lu Jingmo represents Zhang Yuan's elder, so Ion You naturally represents Xian'er's elder.

Thus, such a picture appeared on the high hall where the newcomers need to kneel down to worship.

On both sides of the large mahogany long table, on one side sat a woman with a cold face and dignified temperament, and on the other side sat a man in red clothes who looked like fire and had a seductive temperament.

(End of this chapter)