Quick Travel: All the villains in Redemption want to fall in love with me

Cointreau is far away from the Eastern Capital, and even if you hurry up, it will still be night when you arrive.

Wen Muqing looked at the night outside, a little flustered, would Akemu blame him for being late?

The carriage stopped, and Adas said to Wen Muqing

, "Junyu, getting off the carriage is the beginning of the wedding, take off the red belt in the middle of the road, and follow the direction of the red belt."

Wen Muqing's palms were tense and sweaty, he placed Xixi in the carriage, took a deep breath, opened the door of the carriage, and stepped down from the carriage with the feet that had already been placed in front of the carriage.

He was in the middle of a bonfire ring, surrounded by a small bonfire, and in the middle was a huge bonfire, two men high.

In front of the campfire, a figure sitting on horseback was vaguely visible, and the big red ribbon in front of the carriage led to that place.

The courtiers who witnessed the wedding of the monarch were in the campfire, each on horseback.

Where had Wen Muqing ever seen such a ceremony? He froze in place for a while.

No one urged, but the man in front of the campfire couldn't wait to ride his horse this way, causing the people around him to gasp.

Wen Muqing came back to his senses, picked up the red belt, and walked towards the person step by step, only to find that the end of the red belt was actually in the hands of another person.

Wen Muqing looked up, the man was carrying the light of the bonfire, covering his face with a layer of mystery, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes softened.

That face is definitely not the rumored blue-faced fangs, it is a kind of wildness that has never been seen in the Eastern Capital, a kind of chic that belongs to nature.

Unexpectedly, exceptionally young.

But because of Cointreau's tall figure and that person's calm temperament, Wen Muqing was not sure how much older he was than him for a while.

Most are 10 years old, and as young as 2 years old.

The horse let out a long roar, and the horse in front of him knelt down on one knee, and the man on the horseback bent slightly and bowed his head reverently.

Wen Muqing felt that his heartbeat had never beaten so fast, and his voice was so loud that he could hear it clearly.

As far as the eye could see, the horses of the courtiers knelt on their knees, and everyone bowed their heads to witness the moment.

"I am Cointreau's monarch Akemu Mamuti, Mu Qing, would you like to be my monarch?"

"I do. "

Under the full moon, the man came on horseback, and took him on horseback, and the horse galloped, and all the people behind him rode after him.

The horse-head fiddle and the drum beat at the same time.

Gunma runs around the campfire in intricate movements, as if completing a ritual unique to Cointreau.

Wen Muqing's brain was blank at the moment when he was fished to the horse's back, clinging to the person behind him, jolting with the frequency of the horse's running.

The tips of Wen Muqing's ears were red, her white neck was covered with a layer of powder, her whole body was stiff, and she didn't dare to move.

Wolves howled in the distance, one after another.

Wen Muqing's heart tightened,

"There are wolves." The

man's voice was low

, "Well, they're blessing us, don't be afraid." This

is the first time Wen Muqing knows the charm of nature, all things have spirits.

After the ceremony, Akom rode his horse and led him directly back to the main hall, the residence of the monarch.

Of course, Wen Muqing, who was new to the city, didn't know, only that it was magnificent.

The ground was covered with blankets, not missing any corner, and the complex patterns covered the floor of the entire hall, Wen Muqing was very shocked when he saw it for the first time.

In the Eastern Capital, the finest weaving cloth and animal fur are very precious, and where have I ever seen such a large carpet, made of pure animal fur, so luxuriously spread on the ground.

Weapons such as bows and arrows, long hair, and other weapons hung on the walls, but each weapon was different from its simple name, shining with a cold light, and it was specially customized, which made people feel intimidated when they looked at it.

One wall was covered with delicate ornaments, silver, jewelry, etc., which Wen Muqing had never seen before.

The long table was full of food and fruit, all the furniture was covered with intricate wedding cloth, the bed was different from that in the palace, and the red gauze curtain was extraordinarily large enough to sleep several people.

Akemu hugged Wen Muqing and put him on the bed, soft and warm underneath, like falling into a sponge.

The man leaned over slightly, his dark eyes looking at him intently, his fingertips rubbing the tear mole under the corner of his eye.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, Wen Muqing's brain was a mess, he didn't know what he said, and he was babbling

, "My cat is still in the carriage."

Akemu paused and chuckled lowly

, "I'll help you get it, wait for me here."

Wen Muqing nodded, and only after Akemu left did he dare to relax.

Archem wasn't what it was as it was rumored, but one thing was the same.

Wen Muqing felt it when he rode the same horse with him.

He is about to commit himself to the husband he has just met, can he really bear that level?

After a while, Akemu came back, and Xixi was very disobedient in Akemu's arms, and the moment he saw Wen Muqing, he immediately jumped to the ground and threw himself into Wen Muqing's arms.

"Xixi!" Wen

Muqing stroked the cat twice, and his nervous mood was relieved.

Akemu didn't approach Wen Muqing, but sat at the long table and ate a raisin.

"Are you hungry, do you want to eat some first?"

When the man spoke, he had a little Cointreau's accent, which sounded very novel and cute to Wen Muqing.

"I'll eat a little. "

Actually, he's just not ready.

Wen Muqing only ate a few bites of naan, and for the first time he knew that there was still stuffing in the naan.

The stomach was not hungry and ate a lot in the carriage.

The food on the carriage was something he had never seen before, and he had already eaten on the way, and now Wen Muqing couldn't eat it anymore if he wanted to delay time.

"That..."

Wen Muqing tried to make himself look directly at Akemu,

"Husband."

Wen Muqing clearly saw that Akemu's eyes were instantly dyed with lust, and he felt that he was now like a little lamb being targeted by a wolf, and sooner or later he would be devoured and swallowed, and he couldn't escape.

He was my lover in my previous life, he would be good to me, right? Do you want to believe it again?

Wen Muqing walked around the table and stroked Ah Kemu's hand, although the man was young, he had a calm and sophisticated temperament, and he couldn't judge his age for a while.

He was tall, two heads taller than him, his palms were larger, and even his complexion was a little darker.

Wen Muqing swallowed her saliva nervously

, "Husband, it's getting dark at night, it's time for us to sleep."

As soon as the words fell, the field of vision swirled, and Wen Muqing was hugged by the man in his arms and pressed on the bed.

The lights in the hall were clearly extinguished, and a pair of sweaty hands were on the edge of the bed, and they were wrapped by a big hand, and their fingertips were crossed strongly, and their fingers were tightly clasped.

......

"Sure enough, the monarch rested early today.

"Isn't it? Jun Yu is the whitest person I have ever seen, the whole person is small, more fragile than the newborn lamb on the grassland, can the monarch not like it?"

The lights in the main hall suddenly turned on, and the doctor ran into the main hall with the medical box.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems that the king's body is not feeling well. The

two guards looked at each other,

"The monarch really doesn't have mercy on people. "