After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"Hey, this ceremonial department leads people one by one, who are you going to hire?"

"I counted it, and a total of thirty-eight recruits were hired. This direction..."

The two passersby looked at each other:

"Walk around and follow along."

Unexpectedly, after this walk, he actually walked to Ronghe Lane, in front of Zheng Shoufu's gate.

The betrothal gifts one after another were guarded by the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Justice and the Gyeonggi Guard, and went to the gate of Shoufu. The chief steward of Shoufu's house greeted the guests with a beaming face. The big red lanterns were hung high and hung everywhere. The red cloth head decoration is a happy event at first glance.

"This, this... Master Shoufu also has a daughter?"

"Brother, your news is lagging behind! This dowry gift is given to our first beauty, Zheng Xiaomao!"

"Ms. Zheng Xiaozi was not with the National Normal University a few days ago..."

"Who knows, the first beauty probably has some abilities. As soon as the Master of the National Normal University left, the prince, ah, no, is now the king of Ji, crying and clamoring to marry the young lady of the Zheng family, saying that he is also a useless person now. Now, the prince can't do it, but there is always some hope in the days. He has to marry someone and go home like a devil. If he is not allowed to marry, he keeps kneeling in front of Anju's door and can't get up!"

"In the end, the holy lord was too troubled. In the end, he felt sorry for his son, so he let him go."

"The arm of King Ji is not—"

The man looked up to the sky and made a slashing gesture.

"Isn't it a disaster? That's it, and I'm still arguing about marrying, but it's crazy."

Most of the women admired the little lady Zheng who came to this field, and some people waited without regrets, and the topics discussed by the men became much more serious.

The Liang Chaofeng is loose, and I can't help but talk. Not only the scholars, but also the small people of Shengdou can talk about this interesting story that is mixed with fragrant, bizarre and political.

"In this way, what will Mother Liu Er do? The Liu family is willing to suffer from this boring loss?"

"It's strange to say that the Liu family didn't cry or make trouble. As soon as King Ji retired, they married the second lady to King Jin as a side concubine. It was also a bad luck. The Holy Lord finally established King Huai."

"Move here, move here."

The housekeeper of Zheng's house led the porter into the door with joy. After row after row of betrothal gifts entered the door, he led the little servant of the Ministry of Rites to the flower hall to drink tea and silver, and Wang Ji enlightened him. The team came to send the live geese, but when they arrived at the door, they lost their head whip:

"Where is Wanniang?"

"The little lady is in the main room, talking to the lady."

King Ji ordered the people to send the live geese to the lot of betrothal gifts, rushed to the main room, and pulled Zheng Wan out under Wang's eyelids.

"Wang Niang, Wan Niang," Wang Ji took Zheng Wan and walked aside, "It can be done if you accept your loneliness. If you accept the loneliness, don't forget to honor it."

Zheng Wan raised his head and asked him, smiling authentically:

"King Ji knows that the Holy Master wants to use the plum garden to raise his body?"

"That's natural, the emperor promised to be alone for half a year."

Xu Ye Zheng Wan smiled too beautifully and softly, so King Ji subconsciously took her hand and held it, "Lonely Plum Garden, you are welcome to come, but when you are in the upper realm, don't miss the loneliness."

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Go to the market gate.

Xuan Qingfeng.

"Li Wei, hello, you are fine, I didn't see the wrong person as a teacher."

Heavenly Crane Sovereign sits on the main seat of the peak, and looks at the little apprentice under him with great comfort. He looks like this, really like a Huamao green pine, a dragon and a phoenix. He has only gone to the mortal world for less than three months before breaking through again. .

The nineteen-year-old Zhiwei Realm is like no one before and no one to come after.

Every time True Monarch Tianhe thinks of receiving such a talented and beautiful jade as a closed disciple, he feels extraordinary, and he even strokes his beard more frequently.

"My teacher originally asked Immortal Jing Su to calculate a hexagram for you. The hexagram indicates that you are not bound to the dust. Now when you come back, you have the bound of dust, but you feel that your heart is clear and clear, so there is nothing wrong with it?"

Cui Wang tightened his lips, and said softly, "Yes."

The third senior brother Li Siyi immediately became dissatisfied:

"Master, why don't you let Immortal Jingsu also make a point for the disciple me? I can break through if I can't be disciple. Besides, the little brother, his temperament, what kind of heart can he have?"

"I don't even have a heart."

"What's the matter with you stinky boy! Want to start? All right! Let's take away your swanky intestines first!"

What the three apprentices Li Siyi believe in is the ruthless way of living in the bushes of thousands of flowers, and the leaves are not touched. Compared with Cui Wang's always deserted manner, he is surrounded by pink confidants everywhere—

In this regard, Tianhe Xianjun has a headache.

"Little Junior Brother doesn't speak anymore."

Xuan Qingfeng’s line is difficult to cultivate due to the practice. There are six people in the line, from master to apprentice. They are all busy with each other. Today, it was hard to get together. Who knows that the little brother who is usually silent on weekdays seems to have cultivated this time. Just like a closed mantra, stood there silently.

The second elder sister swayed in front of Cui Wang and raised her hand:

"Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother?"

Little Junior Brother finally raised her head, but the Second Senior Sister was taken aback. The younger Junior Brother is usually cold and doesn't like to talk. But now, how can you look like you have lost your soul?

"Little Junior Brother?"

Cui Wang looked up and met the five pairs of eyes that were exactly as big as a copper bell. He shook his trance for a moment, and twitched his mouth: "Nothing."

"No, that's not right, you are clearly doing something like this."

The second brother looked at him suspiciously for a while, "Little brother, you just... were you thinking about the exercises?"

Cui Wang stroked the traces of the dragon's peony that was still hot, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no wave in his eyes. The red was filled just now, and a piece of the woman's catkin that was held by someone had disappeared.

He has a faint look:

"It's okay, I just saw something irrelevant."

Heavenly Crane Immortal Monarch has always been at ease about the temperament of this gated disciple, and didn't question him, but he cheerfully mentioned a recent event in the Profound Cang Realm.

"Li Wei, as soon as you broke through, you polished and polished your state of mind in the door. After another year, I will re-enroll disciples when I return to the market. Then you will lead the team and there is no need to do anything. I will be in that market. Bright appearance, shaking the place, so that other sects dare not easily stroke the tiger's beard..."

"Master, do you want to throw your brother out again as a signboard? But what precious things did the head bribe you?"

Senior Sister Si jumped off the most and stretched out her hands, "Those who see you have a share."

"Go."

Tianhe blew his beard and stared, he looked at the four apprentices, and then at the five apprentices who had their eyes down and did not speak. He sighed silently, guilty.

"Yes, the disciple will go back then."

Cui Wang replied, his face looked like a **** and Buddha cast from ice and snow, his eyes immobile.

The second elder sister is envious and authentic:

"Little Junior Brother, this Xuan Qing Scripture has become more and more profitable in practice."

However, they also know that this matter is not envious.

Others practice the ruthless Dao, and occasionally hinder foreign objects. The younger juniors seem to have a transparent glass heart, and are naturally lacking in love. Naturally, it is easier to practice than them, who are in love with their seven passions and six desires. Much.

By the time Cui Wang met his fellow sect, Zheng Yu had already finished his appointment with King Ji.

In the whispers of Man Shangjing, King Ji Dingqin began to recuperate in the plum garden on the second day, and Zheng Yu also went to the plum garden to accompany him on the same day in the name of accompany and relax.

"Mother-in-law, is this here?"

Zheng Wan walked around the lightning bolt, and took a seat at the junction of yin and yang along the sundial imprint according to mother-in-law's instructions.

"Be quiet."

Mother-in-law Jin looked into the distance, in the middle of the sky, when the sun was at its peak at noon, she said, "Take the essence of moisturizing."

Zheng Wan stuffed a pill into his mouth, and the gel-like water drop became a liquid as soon as it entered his throat. Before noticing it, it rolled from his throat into his belly.

In less than a while, a warm current gradually rose in the lower abdomen, and as far as the whole body, she was bathed in the sun, she only felt hot and hot from head to toe, very comfortable—

At this moment, Zheng Wan let out a scream of "Ah".

If she saw Cui Wang for the first time, she made her eyes hurt. At this time, it seemed that thousands of needles were desperately drilling into her body, first skin, then meat, and finally into the bones.

"Hold it down."

Mother-in-law Jin's voice was cold, "All humans have to fight against nature, and they can't be achieved through thousands of tempers, and the same is true for Tongqiao."

"Keep awake. If you faint, you will not only lose your power, but you will also lose your life. This pain is better than cutting the marrow."

"Mother-in-law, it really hurts."

Zheng Wan curled up in pain, "Like, like there are countless awls drilling..."

"Naturally it hurts. A worm in the ground wants to get rid of its fate and fly to the sky. Naturally, it needs to undergo some terrible transformation. If you can't get through, you will always be a worm."