Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 199 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 37

Quan Jiu ran away in a swish of wine.

I wipe it.

I treat you as my son, but you want to sleep with me?!

The Moxi River approaches without haste or slowness:

"Sister doesn't like it?"

Quan Jiu retracted his legs, squatted on the couch, and looked at him defensively:

"What on earth do you want to do?"

This man doesn't think that he can humiliate her by sleeping with her, does he?

Seeing her rejection, Mo Xi's eyes darkened.

"It won't hurt you anyway."

Quan Jiu: “…”

I don't believe you!

Fortunately, Mo Xi saw that she was too repulsive and did not continue to do anything. He arranged her clothes for her and said goodbye.

"Sister, have a good rest, there are still things to do tomorrow."

As soon as Quanjiu heard "business", he knew that something bad was going to happen.

Quan Jiu: Ergou, doesn’t he want to skin me in public?

001: It's possible.

Quan Jiu was shocked: Then I will run away tonight?

It was impossible to run away. Quan Jiu was carrying a package in the middle of the night, and the dog opened the camp tent furtively, and saw two strong men standing at the door.

"Is something wrong?"

Seeing Quan Jiu's head sticking out, two pairs of eyes stared at her.

Quan Jiu: "...What, I need to pee."

Guard: "There is a chamber pot in the tent."

Quan Jiu: "...I have diarrhea."

Guard: "Then I'll go ask the Third Prince for instructions."

Quan Jiu quickly stopped the person:

"Wait a minute, I suddenly stopped pulling."

She has to ask Mo Xi for permission to poop. Are she going to ask him to poop with her?

………

After a sleepless night, it was dawn.

As soon as Quanjiu got up, he found that the atmosphere in the camp was different from yesterday.

The soldiers were playing around, eating meat and drinking wine, looking very happy. Not far away, someone even set up a big pot and was pouring things into it.

Quan Jiu put down his hand to open the curtain and turned back to the tent:

"What happy event is this?"

Could it be that Mo Xi won another battle?

001: "It's definitely not a good thing for you anyway."

Quanjiu has been banned since last night. Except for the tent where she lives, no matter where she goes, there are guards following her, so she simply doesn't go out.

Quan Jiu slept in the tent for a day. When she woke up again, she found that it was even more lively outside.

As night fell, the lights in the military camp were brightly lit, and there was a lot of noise from people coming and going outside.

She walked out with a puzzled look on her face, only to find that there were bright red lanterns hanging all over the military camp. Not only that, but red ribbons were also hung on each tent. There was smoke everywhere, and the sound of fist fights continued.

Quan Jiu: “…”

This scene would be normal elsewhere, but here is a well-disciplined military camp. As a general, Mo Xi doesn't care about such loud noises without military discipline?

Just when she was doubtful, several maids in red came from a distance, holding trays in their hands and walking towards her direction.

Quan Jiu saw what was on the tray clearly and couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart.

"I've met the Third Princess."

The four maids bowed with great respect.

Quan Jiu: “…”

"Er Gou, Mo Xi actually wants to marry me."

She looked shocked.

He actually wants to marry her?!

are you crazy?

Was it because the original owner didn't bully him hard enough?

The maid didn't dare to look up at Quan Jiu, she just lowered her head and said:

"The auspicious time is coming. The third prince ordered his servants to serve the third princess to bathe and change clothes."

Quan Jiu stared at the red wedding dress on the tray:

"Take it away, I won't replace it."

The maids had already expected this scene, and they all fell to their knees:

"The third prince has an order. If the third prince's concubine is not seen at the auspicious time, then all the slaves and their entire family of more than 20 people will be buried with him. I hope the third prince's concubine will take pity on me!"

"I hope the Third Princess will take pity on you!"

The four of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically. The sound of kowtowing made Quan Jiu frown.

She said coldly: "Everyone, get up."

Several people knelt still, as if if you don't agree, we will kneel down forever.

Quan Jiu's face turned cold: "Since you want to die so much, then just keep kneeling."

Several maids heard her subtext, their eyes lit up, they stood up immediately, and said with relief:

"Thank you, Third Princess!"

Quan Jiu was "invited" back to the tent, and for the next hour and a half, she took a shower, changed clothes, and combed her hair and put on makeup.

Just when her whole body was about to fall apart, she finally heard the maid behind her speak.

"alright."

Quan Jiu opened his eyes and looked up at the mirror.

The woman in the mirror is wearing a vermilion red wedding dress, her enchanting face is painted with exquisite plum blossom makeup, her eyebrows are charming and charming, and her temples are swayed with golden tassels, shining in the candlelight.

The wedding dress was layered in layers, embroidered with complicated and exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns, the skirt trailed several meters, and a golden cloud brocade belt was tied around the waist, highlighting the soft waist that was not too full to hold.

"The imperial concubine is so beautiful, the third prince will definitely be moved when he sees her."

The maid stared at Quan Jiu with her hair in a complicated bun, her eyes flashing with surprise.

Quan Jiu: “…”

Forget it, don't argue with these maids, just treat her as marrying Mo Xi tonight.

The auspicious time was approaching quickly, Quan Jiu's phoenix crown was covered with a red hijab, and everything around her suddenly had nothing to do with her.

"Worship heaven and earth."

An embroidered ribbon was stuffed into her hand, and she could clearly feel that the other end of the red rope was also being pulled.

She kowtowed with an expressionless expression.

"Two bows to the high hall."

There were obviously a lot of people around, and the booing was getting louder and louder.

"House of husband and wife."

Quan Jiu turned around and lowered his eyes, clearly seeing the black boots under Mo Xi's red wedding robe.

The familiar faint and cold fragrance of gardenia came from the man's body, mixed with male hormones. It was the smell that she was very familiar with.

Through a layer of red hijab, he could also feel the hot gaze coming from the other side.

"Sister, you are mine."

The moment she bent down to worship, she clearly heard Mo Xi whispering in her ear.

"The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber!"

The master of ceremonies shouted loudly.

"Bridal chamber!"

"Bridal chamber! Bridal chamber!"

A group of people cheered loudly, wishing that the two of them could get married on the spot.

Suddenly, a big hand held her.

The male voice was cold, with a faint smile:

"She is shy, please be careful."

"I know, I know!"

"The third prince is really good at caring for people!"

Not only did the crowd's discussion not subside, but it became even more wanton.

Quan Jiu was sent into the bridal chamber amidst the noise.

When she was alone in the tent, she took off her hijab and observed the scene around her.

The tent was very large, with red candles placed on the table, red lanterns hung at the door, and red paper-cuts posted on the sides of the tent.

Even the quilts and sheets are red quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Quan Jiu stared at the bed that was obviously one size larger, with black lines all over his head:

"..."

If she didn't run away, she would probably have to spend the night in bed!

While Mo Xi was still being drunk by the soldiers, she had to hurry up and find a way to escape.

"Here comes someone."

She put on the red hijab again.

Soon someone came in from outside: "What are the orders from the Third Princess?"

Quan Jiu: "I'm a little nervous. Pour me a glass of wine."

The soldier had no doubts at all. On the wedding night, it would be a ghost if you were not nervous.

(End of chapter)