Raiders of Abuse Scum

Thinking of the appearance of the Eighth Prince when Jiujiu was with him, and the appearance of Jiujiu when his temper came up, Cheng Wanyun was a little worried for a moment, if the Eighth Prince made Jiujiu unhappy, would Jiujiu make the Eighth Prince kill.

Cheng Wanyun glared at General Zheng angrily.

Good girl's family, who is not good at learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he insisted on teaching Jiujiu how to learn martial arts.

Fortunately, at this time, the Eighth Prince's team came to meet the bride.

Cheng Wanyun hastily covered Jiujiu's hijab.

Jiujiu was carried out of the house by Zheng Yi'an and sent to the sedan chair. The sedan chair shook and then moved ahead smoothly.

Jiujiu was holding an apple in her hand, Cheng Wanyun tearfully stuffed it to Zheng Yi'an before carrying it out, saying that this apple represented a safe, harmonious and beautiful future for her and the Eighth Prince.

In the early morning, I was pulled up from the bed to wash and dress up, with a crown of more than ten kilograms on my head, I was already hungry, and seeing this apple in front of me, it was really delicious.

Jiujiu stared at Apple intently, and licked her lips with her pink and tender tongue, licking the fat on her lips.

The lip balm was sent by the Eighth Prince. It is made of flowers mixed with beeswax and honey. There is no strange smell in the mouth after eating, but it is fragrant and sweet.

Jiujiu licked her lips several times, barely suppressing her hunger.

Jiujiu looked at the apple in her hand with resentment on her face, with infinite sorrow in her heart.

If it wasn't for the profound meaning of this apple, she would definitely eat this apple.

However, although you can't eat it, you can also look at plums to quench your thirst.

Jiujiu stared at the apple intently, as if she had already eaten it.

I don't know how long it was shaking, the sedan chair stopped slowly, and then saw a pair of slender but powerful palms stretching out from it.

There is a thin layer of calluses on the palms and finger pulps, which feels very safe.

Jiujiu reached out.

The white and tender palm rests on the powerful palm, and the combination of white and wheat color is wonderful and harmonious.

The eighth prince pulled Jiujiu out of the sedan chair with a little force on his palm.

Looking down at Jiujiu who was already a head lower than him, the eighth prince raised the corners of his mouth and said softly, "Sister, I'll take you home."

The General's Mansion is Jiujiu's home, but here is his and Jiujiu's home, and it will be the home of their children in the future.

Jiujiu didn't want to make a sound, but she was gently lured by the Eighth Prince's tightly clenched fingers, and scratched the Eighth Prince's palm.

Jiujiu's silent response made the corners of the Eighth Prince's lips curl up.

The Eighth Prince smiled slightly, and led Jiujiu to continue the next process.

Step over the brazier.

After worshiping and getting married, the two became husband and wife.

Under the booing of everyone, the eighth prince lifted the hijab with a stick.

Looking at Jiu Jiu, who was well-dressed and graceful, the Eighth Prince's eyes became more and more gentle.

After driving everyone out of the house, the eighth prince held Jiujiu's soft and boneless little hand, and said softly to Jiujiu, "I've sent someone to bring food over, you can eat as much as you want, so as not to starve.

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Jiujiu hummed, looking at the Eighth Prince's face that had faded from his youthful atmosphere and turned into a manly face, "What about you?"

"I'm getting married today, they will definitely make trouble with me."

Glancing at the Eighth Prince's small body, Jiujiu hurriedly said, "I'll let Li Qing block the wine for you later, don't drink too much, it'll make you uncomfortable."

Jiujiu's exhortation made the eighth prince very useful.

The corner of the eighth prince's mouth twitched, and there was a bit of evil spirit in it.

Jiujiu cast an annoyed glance at the Eighth Prince.

Jiujiu looked at her with a blushing face, and she seemed to be angry. She stretched out her paws but was reluctant to scratch her kitten.

The arrogant and cute appearance made the Eighth Prince's heart itch.

The Eighth Prince felt that there was probably no cuter woman in the world than Jiujiu.

The Eighth Prince touched Jiujiu's cheek, "I'm going out to socialize, you eat first when the food comes, and if you're sleepy at night, you go to sleep first, don't wait for me."

He knew in his heart that he might not be able to come back within a few hours after going out this time.

He couldn't bear Jiujiu to wait for him to come back.

Jiujiu obediently said yes.

After the eighth prince went out for a while, someone brought him food, Jiujiu casually ate a few mouthfuls and asked the servant to take the food away, while she sat on the bed and waited for the eighth prince to come back.

On the bed, there were red dates, lotus seeds and walnuts all over the place, and some objects with excellent meanings. Jiujiu picked up a few red dates and ate them, and then began to count sheep boringly.

The eighth prince is the most trusted by the emperor today, and the prince who just married General Zheng's only daughter, can really be called the hottest word.

The civil and military officials who came to congratulate each of them weighed several catties after drinking a glass of wine, let alone many of them still drank several glasses.

Even if the Eighth Prince has a large amount of alcohol, it is enough, not to mention that the Eighth Prince's drinking capacity is not very good.

In the end, it was General Zheng who felt sorry for his daughter who was going to take care of a drunkard at night, so he took the initiative to speak up, and those people let the Eighth Prince go.

The Eighth Prince's fair cheeks were unnaturally red due to the effect of alcohol, his eyes were misty and watery, and his feet dangled like stepping on a sponge.

But precisely because the eighth prince had a handsome face, this drunken appearance was a little more uninhibited, more charming than the usual serious and neat appearance.

The Eighth Prince was dragged to the house by Li Qing.

And as soon as he arrived at the house, the eighth prince, who was clearly unable to stand on his feet just now, immediately stood up straight when he saw Jiujiu, walked towards Jiujiu with a sway, and said with a smile, "Lady, I'm coming back!" gone."

As soon as Jiujiu stood up, the Eighth Prince threw her into her arms, and the end of her nose smelled strongly of alcohol.

Jiujiu helped the Eighth Prince to sit down and asked Li Qing, "Didn't I ask you to help him block the wine? Why did he still drink so much?"

"Slave..."

"I didn't let him stop the drinking." The eighth prince, who was still in a daze just now, forced himself to stand up straight and explained, "The people who came here are all important court officials, if Li Qing is allowed to stop the drinking, it will make them unhappy. "

If he wants to be in power, he must have the support of these ministers.

"Let the kitchen make some hangover soup."

Seeing that Jiujiu didn't continue to blame himself, Li Qing hurriedly ordered someone to make hangover soup.

After Li Qing left, only Jiujiu and the Eighth Prince were left in the house.

The moment Li Qing left, the eyes of the Eighth Prince, who was still drunk just now, brightened instantly, and there was still a hint of drunkenness in his eyes.

The eighth prince bowed his head and hugged Jiujiu, and before Jiujiu could react, the two lay down on the bed.