Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? Sitting next to the rookie servant was the most exquisite Hubu Shangshu in the central government. At this time, he heard the rookie servant say so, he quickly grabbed a snack from the plate and stuffed it into his mouth: "eat something, eat something."

People in the court have different thoughts, and the atmosphere of a wedding banquet is weird. Only a few of the veterans who have been hoping that the sage will give birth to the prince sooner will eat happily, almost crying.

After the banquet, the courtiers left, and the emperor drove back to the palace.

The lights in the bedroom are brightly lit, and the people coming and going in the quiet and quiet bedroom all the year round are festive.

The emperor's sedan chair stopped in the palace, Ye Chuijin lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and got off the sedan chair. The **** in charge immediately stepped forward respectfully and led her to the palace.

The red palace lanterns were shining in the night, and the palace ladies and eunuchs who passed by all bowed respectfully.

She walked all the way into her wedding room and opened the door.

The festive room was plastered with red double happiness, and a rich and sweet scent wafted everywhere. On the red wedding bed, the bride with a red hijab was waiting for her beloved.

The emperor stepped forward and lifted his hijab.

Under the hijab, Empress Emei has red lips and her head is hanging down, as if she is infinitely shy.

The emperor in front of him did not notice, but his own queen was still trembling slightly.

The voices of people coming and going outside gradually disappeared, and the atmosphere gradually became quiet.

The emperor gently poured two glasses of wine and smiled and handed it to his queen.

"Today is your wedding day, the queen needn't be so nervous."

After she finished speaking, it took a while for the queen in front of her to stretch out her trembling hand and catch the glass of wine.

Afterwards, the wine glass fell from the unstable hand, and fell to the ground with a sound.

The emperor frowned, as if he didn't understand why his bride was so scared.

She smiled, and just about to say something to comfort her, the queen of Feng Guanxia in front of her suddenly knelt down at her feet.

At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.

The prime minister in red came in from the outside with a smile on his face, followed by several mamas.

Ye Chuijin turned her head to see him, her eyes gradually sharpened.

As if Jun Zui had never seen her eyes, he bowed respectfully to the newlyweds standing in front of him: "The emperor, the empress is unwell. Ask the grandmother to take her back to Fengqi Hall to rest."

After hearing his words, the wine glass in the hand of the emperor in front of him was thrown fiercely, Jun Zui did not evade, the wine glass hit his sleeve, forming an ugly water stain on the sleeve.

As if they hadn't seen the scene in front of them, the mothers walked forward in a proper manner, helped the queen empress who had fallen to the ground up, and quickly walked out.

The door closed.

There were only two people left in the room, and the emperor who was bullied by the prime minister so much that even the big wedding could not bear it anymore, walked up to him a few steps, held his collar and pulled him in front of him: "Drunk Jun! You! Good job!"

Looking at this face close at hand, Jun Zui pursed his lips and smiled: "Why did the emperor say this?"

He stretched out his hand, hugged the person in front of him, and tightly bound her in his arms, making her unable to break free.

Jun Zui asked in a gentle voice, "Are you really going to be married to the Queen?"

"You don't need to care...let go!" The little emperor was so angry that he wanted to kill, struggling.

It's just that her struggles are like a mayfly shaking a tree, Jun Zui didn't move, only the person in front of him was picked up horizontally and gently put on the bed.

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