No Wedding Unless Enemies and Lovers

Ji Lingxue blinked at Xiao Yichen's open palm, raised her head and looked at Xiao Yichen inexplicably, "Master, you don't have anything to leave with me..." What is it for?

The corners of Xiao Yichen's mouth twitched, feeling very speechless for Ji Lingxue's incompatibility.

Actively stepped forward and grabbed Ji Lingxue's hand and walked forward. The Queen Mother's palace is about to arrive, and she still has to make love scenes in front of her old man.

Ji Lingxue pumped his hand, but Xiao Yichen's strength was so great that he had to let him lead it.

The heat from the palm of her hand made Ji Lingxue feel very uncomfortable all over, and she couldn't help staring at Xiao Yichen's back.

Standing at the gate of the Queen Mother's Palace was a maternal grandmother, her gray hair combed meticulously. Looking at the direction Ji Lingxue came, she saw the appearance of the golden boys and girls, and her face was relieved.

Xiao Yichen nodded towards Grandma and said, "Grandma Zhao, why did grandma send you out?"

Mother Zhao is the old man next to the Queen Mother and her dowager-in-law. She stayed in the palace all her life, and the princes in the palace gave him three points of courtesy.

Since the Queen Mother sent Mother Zhao to greet her, she already saw Ji Lingxue's fancy.

Grandma Zhao smiled kindly, "The prince and the princess finally came, and the queen mother was anxious, so she let the old slave come out and see," she turned to Ji Lingxue and said, "the princess hasn't seen you in a long time, you are much thinner than before..."

Ji Lingxue touched her cheek, showing an awkward smile.

Ruge walked forward briskly, and from time to time she looked down at the oversized embroidered shoes on her feet and laughed at herself, wearing women's clothing for the first time in her life.

This matter has to start this morning. Ji Lingxue introduced him to Mo Xiang this morning. He still remembered that Mo Xiang took the initiative to relieve her from the poison, and he was considered his lifesaver.

Mo Xiang looked at him not kind, and looked uncomfortable.

Ji Lingxue said that he would take one of them into the palace, and Ru Ge volunteered to raise his hand, so he was dragged by Mo Xiang to sit in front of the dressing table, an hour later he was just like this at the moment.

Looking at the master and servant of Ji Yuqing who walked slowly in front, Ru Ge tilted his head in front of a water tank to admire the pink makeup at the moment, and couldn't help but sigh that there was no sense of violation and feeling of dressing up as a woman, and his eyebrows were as distant , If the skin is fat, it is estimated to be able to fascinate a man.

When Ruge appreciates enough and raises his head, Ji Yuqing's master and servant is no longer visible. He slapped his forehead.

Ru Ge mentioned the skirt and ran quickly, and the palace said it was big or not, and it said that it was not small. There were no half-person figures under a few palace roads. Ru Ge found a direction intuitively and continued to move forward.

There was a change in the flowers in the front, Ruge frowned, and someone was hiding behind.

He didn't want to cause trouble in the Eastern Qi Palace, pretending that he didn't find anything and went on.

Before I walked too far, a sharp blade hit his back, and a voice shifted, "Take me to the Guanghua Hall."

The corner of Ruge's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes to the sky. How could he know the way to go there if he wasn't a palace person?

Seeing that the song did not move, the people behind him were a little anxious, and the dagger in his hand moved forward an inch, "Hurry up."

Ru Ge raised his hand and slowly turned his head, the next moment he quickly grasped the opponent's hand holding the dagger, turning and breaking, and the dagger fell to the ground. At the same time, a man dressed as an **** fell to the ground.

Ru Ge patted the non-existent dust on his hands, pinched his chin and looked at the face of the **** who was fainted on the ground, how dazzling the unshaved scum.

Ruge: "The **** without purification..."