she was super sweet in ancient times

Chapter 243 Stop the marriage, her doom

"You really want me to go back to the General's Mansion?" Dugu Jinghua simply ignored his appearance.

Shangguan lightly nodded again and said: "I say one thing."

The one who said the same thing, Dugu Jinghua mocked in his heart, this scumbag must have encountered something to suddenly want to let her go back to the general's mansion.Since this man likes acting with others so much, she naturally can't refuse so quickly.

"Okay, I'll go with you to see the emperor." After saying that, he picked up the little bun and walked out of the inn, boarding a carriage outside.

The two brothers Nangong Xun and Nangong Moli glanced at each other, and then followed.

"Oh, wait for me." Qiu Zhufeng yelled and followed her while rubbing her sore waist.

Song Qianhe was patted on the shoulder by Qiu Dianmo and said: "What are you still doing standing there, don't follow up to have a look, do you want that woman to marry a Shangguan Qinghong?"

Song Qianhe clenched his fist and said, "No, Jinghua can marry any one of us, but definitely not him."

"Oh, why?" Qiu Dianmo was surprised.

"That man is her doom." The boy in white said in a gloomy voice.Because he saw a bloody red line between Dugu Jinghua and Shangguan Qinghong, and there was a knot in the middle of this red line.

Naturally, this is not the Peach Blossom Line, it is the line connecting the two of them in numerology, if they are together, it must be a situation where you die and I die.If Jinghuahai really had hope for that man, then Jinghua might be in danger.

How could he let Jinghua die at the hands of that person?

Qiu Dianmo's eyes flickered when he heard the words. He knew that the people in Qianji Pavilion, apart from knowing formations and spells, could also observe celestial phenomena and calculate people's fortunes.

What's more, Song Qianhe is still the young master of Qianji Pavilion?

Nangong Moli boarded his special carriage, with a black roof, but he thought of pearls and jade, which looked low-key and luxurious, and several warriors in black beside him respected him.

"Your Highness, please get in the car."

The man in the flying purple clothes has lost his lazy and harmless look in the eyes of ordinary people at this moment. At this moment, he straightened his face, nodded slightly with his unique arrogance and royal nobility, and then the servant next to him hurriedly opened the curtain of the car.

Nangong Moli walked up gracefully.

The carriage is also a province with simple decoration but in line with the dignity of men.The carriage moved forward, and it seemed to be air-conditioned in summer.

"Shangguan Qinghong actually came to snatch his nephew? It's hard to stop. I want to see how this show will continue..." The man sat on the soft silk couch, his evil eyes narrowed lazily Get up and start talking to yourself.

He suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, his appearance was extremely handsome, with an impeccable face, if people looked at him, he would just kneel down and worship him. .With a sharp side face and slightly narrowed eyes, no one knows what he is thinking at the moment.

But the servants who were driving the carriage outside shivered abruptly.Looking down at the reins in his hand, it was covered with a layer of ice.

Who is it, provoked the master again, this temper is not small.Anyone who is familiar with Nangong Moli knows it.As long as he behaves like this, it means that someone is going to be unlucky.

The sun is like fire, and the flowers are like brocade.The majestic royal palace is shining golden in the sun.It shows its dignity and prosperity.At this moment, the emperor sat on the dragon chair, looked at the old prime minister Bu Rufan with a smile on his face, and said, "I heard that the prime minister's son was killed by a monster, and he only has three years to live, is it true?"

Mentioning this, Bu Rufan said with pain in his heart: "Going back to the emperor, it is true, a dog is useless, and it has suffered such a catastrophe." Originally, he thought that his son would be released after three years in the Ministry of Punishment, so it should be fine.

(End of this chapter)