Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

Chapter 86

When he returned to his room, Yan Xingyu was still laughing muffled.

Jing Hanzhang's face was flushed, and when he saw him laughing all the way, he pretended to be angry and said, "Stop laughing!"

Yan Xingyu kept on saying, "It's a happy day, Your Highness won't let me laugh, so why would you still make me cry?"

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

The whole room was decorated red, Yan Xingyu grabbed a handful of candy from the table, handed it to Jing Hanzhang with a smile, and said, "Your Highness, please eat candy."

Jing Hanzhang reluctantly took the candy, and muttered in a low voice, "Don't mention it."

Yan Xingyu bent his eyes: "Okay."

Yan Xingyu didn't have much bad taste, so he didn't mention it if he didn't mention it, and even put away the teasing smile, with a smile on his face, he was that gentle and jade-like little beauty again.

Only then was Jing Hanzhang satisfied.

The sky was slightly bright, Jing Hanzhang looked at the time, and said to Yan Xingyu: "[-]% of you will be tired today, if you can't hold on, you must tell me."

Yan Xingyu shook his head: "No matter how tired you are, you won't be as tired as your Highness at night."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang said fiercely: "Shut up! How can you say such words so easily?!"

Who would talk about bad work? !

And still "than"?

If it is heard by others, wouldn't it be obvious that neither of them is proficient in personnel affairs?

Don't you lose face? !

Yan Xingyu said suspiciously: "But this is the truth."

"You can't tell the truth!" Jing Hanzhang was still fierce, "Your Highness will practice well one day!"

Yan Xingyu stared at him quietly for a long time before whispering, "Well, practice on me, and I'm the one who tosses."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang was speechless.

Jing Hanzhang went out angrily, as if Yan Xingyu was angry.

Yan Xingyu: "Your Highness? Your Highness!"

After a while, the "angry" Seventh Prince ran back again, looked left and right, secretly handed Jing Hanzhang a small bag of pastries, and said in a low voice, "Take it, you won't be able to eat all day today. Eat this."

Yan Xingyu took it and stuffed it into his wide sleeves, curiously said: "Aren't you breaking the rules if you eat it?"

Jing Hanzhang was also very annoyed by the cumbersome rules, but there was a nanny in the palace to be the congratulatory wife, and she was already waiting outside.

Because it was specially appointed by the emperor, Jing Hanzhang couldn't refuse, and worried that Yan Xingyu would suffer if he was not here, so he secretly came to deliver food.

After stuffing, Jing Hanzhang stared at Yan Xingyu's weak and pale face for a while, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Why... always unconsciously think of this femme fatale in deerskin so weak?

suffer?

Does Yan Xingyu seem like someone who would suffer in the hands of a nanny?

"Then what..." Jing Hanzhang said dryly, "You just... eat when you're hungry, drink when you're thirsty, don't worry about other people."

Yan Xingyu nodded seriously: "Okay."

When two men get married, they must do the bridal ceremony alone. Jing Hanzhang protested several times but failed. Yan Xingyu didn't care much about the ceremony, even if he was asked to wear a phoenix coronet, he would not have the slightest objection.

Jing Hanzhang touched Yan Xingyu's head, and whispered: "I will knock on the door when I come to welcome you, so don't come out then."

Yan Xingyu looked up at him: "Why?"

"It's a custom." Jing Hanzhang said, "I'll knock for the third time, and you will come out pretending to be unwilling."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xingyu laughed with a "puchi", he didn't know that there is such a playful custom in big weddings.

Jing Hanzhang shook him: "Listen to me."

Yan Xingyu nodded: "Okay."

Jing Hanzhang leaned down and kissed him again, and told him what to do, like an old mother, before going to the front hall.

Jing Hanzhang was the emperor's favorite prince, even if he married a man, it would be extremely grand, with lanterns and festoons at the gate of the mansion, and the din of gongs and drums.

Just after noon, the house was full of guests, and all the people who came to congratulate him were prominent and respectable people in the entire capital city, which was regarded as giving Jing Hanzhang enough face.

When King Rui came over, he asked someone to bring several boxes of priceless jewels over, stuffing them all in the living room as if they didn't need money, which made people's eyeballs almost fall out of envy.

The guests came to congratulate, it was rare for King Rui to give money and jewelry so straightforwardly.

Jing Hanzhang's bright red wedding dress was even more ostentatious. He was overjoyed when he saw the things that King Rui Tai had brought, so he chose a box with a lot of gold and asked them to carry it to the wedding room for Yan Xingyu to count for fun.

"Thank you, brother." Jing Hanzhang said sincerely, "Xing Yu likes gold very much, so he must be very happy."

King Rui: "..."

It is also new for such a fairy-like beauty to like this copper-smelling thing in the Buddhist hall for many years.

King Rui sighed, and said, "Go and do your work, you don't need to entertain me."

All the chores are done by subordinates, Jing Hanzhang is actually not busy, but he just can't rest for some reason, he himself is never tired of it, his face is stiff with smile.

Everyone in the capital city had never seen the rebellious Seventh Highness laughing like this before, and they all felt that Jing Hanzhang had really fallen this time, and they didn't know what the rumored prime minister looked like that could make the Seventh Highness so fascinated?

Since Yan Xingyu returned to Beijing, he rarely appeared in front of outsiders. Even during the spring hunting, he only showed up in a hurry at the very beginning. The rest of the time, he was protected by Jing Hanzhang. Most of the people who came to the wedding did not Last year's spring hunting, so it was just hearsay that the prime minister's skin is extremely beautiful.

The palace was so lively that even Yan Xingyu, who was in the wedding room, heard it.

He is dressed in red, and his hair is tied with a red stone jade crown carved by Jing Hanzhang himself. There are also a few pendants made of blood red jade and gold thread hanging in his hair. They are extremely delicate and make his face beautiful.

Yan Xingyu sat on the box that Jing Hanzhang sent him, kicking his legs back and forth, his layers of clothes rippling like clusters of flowers, he listened to the vague noise outside, his eyebrows were gentle.

He is used to being clean, so the occasional bustle doesn't bother him.

Feng Qingling came from outside, touched the ground on one knee, and said: "The mother in the palace has arrived."

Yan Xingyu nodded: "Well, please come in."

Feng Qingling hesitated for a moment, and said: "She looks unhappy, I'm afraid she will embarrass you."

Yan Xingyu tilted his head, and the red pendant on his forehead sank against the center of his brow. He asked doubtfully, "Embarrassing me?"

Feng Qingling: "..."

Feng Qingling scolded herself for thinking too much, and hurriedly said, "I'll let her in right now."

After a while, the grim-faced nanny came in, saw Yan Xingyu still sitting on the box and kicking his feet, frowned, and said in a cold voice: "My lord, I am the person in charge sent by His Majesty to teach you etiquette. Mammy."

Yan Xingyu smiled at her with a very casual gesture: "Hello, aunt."

He leaned his face to the side, and said softly: "Is there anything I did that was impolite?"

The nanny scolded Yan Xingyu coldly and didn't give Yan Xingyu any face at all: "My son is no better than other girls. Although he doesn't marry from his mother's family, he still has to follow the etiquette, sit upright by the couch, and cover his head..."

As she spoke, she picked up the red hijab that had been discarded from the box beside her: "My lord, please put it back on, and don't let others see your face before you arrive at the bridal chamber."

Hearing these bright and insulting words to Yan Xingyu, Feng Qingling trembled beside him, a little worried that Yan Xingyu would be furious.

But Yan Xingyu seemed to be in a good mood, he smiled and said: "But His Highness said that I don't need to cover my head, I will be bored."

Mammy said coldly: "This is the rule."

As she spoke, she was about to step forward and put it on for Yan Xingyu with her own hands.

Just as the nanny came to Yan Xingyu's side, Yan Xingyu suddenly let out a soft "ah", and Feng Qingling immediately pulled out his sword half an inch.

"Amberx." Yan Xingyu tapped the box under him lightly with his fingers, making a slight crisp sound.

Mammy, who was about to throw the hijab on his head, was taken aback.

"Although you are the nanny in charge, if you are appointed by His Majesty, you don't have to go to the Holy Spirit to receive the order in person." Yan Xingyu looked at her with great interest, "Did Your Majesty tell you anything?"

Mammy was taken aback for a moment, and a look of astonishment finally appeared on her calm face.

Yan Xingyu nodded: "It seems so."

He jumped down from the box, the hem of his clothes fluttered, and he casually took the hijab from Mammy's hand, without feeling any humiliation, and directly put it on his head, covering Mingyan's face.

He didn't ask any more.

Feng Qingling was a little anxious at the side, but she didn't dare to intervene in Yan Xingyu's decision casually, so she could only watch from the corner.

Under the bright red hijab, Yan Xingyu closed his eyes lightly, his thoughts racing.

Now that he is married to Jing Hanzhang, even if he is Seven Kills, it will not have any impact on the throne. The emperor will definitely not be able to harm him on his wedding day, but if he replaces Seven Kills with Ziweixing...

If the emperor knew that he was the real Ziweixing, then according to his temperament that he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go, he must be eradicated—even if his most beloved son could not fall in love with him any more.

Ziweixing is Ziweixing, a man of destiny, there is no guarantee that a woman who lies under a man will turn over again and let the country change hands.

Yan Xingyu's fingers lightly looked at his knees, and a name came to mind.

Yan Ji.

The "Prince Regent's Son" created by himself is out of control, and Yan Ji is about to break the jar.

The nanny has regained her composure, and she thought Yan Xingyu was talking nonsense, and she was still making all kinds of criticisms.

Yan Xingyu didn't even listen, but someone was still chattering in his ears, like bugs.

Yan Xingyu frowned slightly.

Except for Jing Hanzhang, he didn't like anyone to whisper one more word of nonsense in his ear.

Just when the nanny walked up to him, holding a white handkerchief to spread on the bed, Yan Xingyu was completely impatient, and he lifted a corner of the hijab and gently put it on top of his head, revealing half of his face.

"The big day..." Yan Xingyu's lips curled up, but there was no smile in the exposed eye, "I don't want to see blood, and I don't even want to kill a bug."

Mammy was startled, and was about to speak angrily when Yan Xingyu tapped the edge of the bed lightly.

Feng Qingling came out in an instant, and the sword was unsheathed in an instant, and it hung lightly on the nurse's neck.

Mammy: "..."

Mammy's face turned pale, her lips trembled and she said, "You..."

"Noisy." Yan Xingyu said.

Feng Qingling knocked the man unconscious with a knife in one hand, and carried him out skillfully.

Feng Chenzhou landed lightly in the dark, and whispered: "My lord, that mother, won't you keep your mouth shut?"

"What mouth to kill?"

Feng Chenzhou hesitated: "She...if she talks nonsense in front of the emperor..."

"Let her talk." Yan Xingyu propped his head, and said calmly, "Yan Ji has already started to mess up the chess pieces, so what if I lift the chessboard?"

Feng Chenzhou was taken aback: "You want the emperor to know that you may be the regent's orphan?"

"Yeah." Yan Xingyu said, "Go back and find a time, give..."

He thought for a while and said, "Give this news to my senior brother."

When Yan Xingyu said this, his eyes seemed to be on fire, and he looked extremely happy: "If the emperor knows that I may be replaced by the regent's orphan, will I be the first to kill, or Yan Xiang?"

"It's fun." Yan Xingyu stretched his waist, lying on the bed with a smile, "People in the capital city are really fun."

Seeing his harmless smile, Feng Chenzhou suddenly shivered.

Before confessing to Jing Hanzhang, Yan Xingyu probably wanted to have as few murders as possible in his hands, and always looked forward and backward when doing things, but now Jing Hanzhang doesn't care even if he knows his true face, and instead favors him more than before.

Now Yan Xingyu probably has no scruples, even the person who may be his biological father is so calculating.

Feng Chenzhou began to regret every day again, why he had provoked this snake, scorpion and deer by saying those words back then.

After giving the order, the noise outside seemed to get louder, and the sound was getting closer to the wedding room.

Yan Xingyu quickly sat down, pulled off the hijab, and obediently waited for Jing Hanzhang to come to meet him.

Soon, various noises came from outside the door.

Jing Hanzhang drank some wine, his face was slightly red, he was surrounded by people to the door of the wedding room, coughed dryly, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Xing Yu, I'm here."

Everyone on the side was laughing, and Yan Weiming puffed up his small chest, ready to carry his brother through the huge palace.

Jing Hanzhang and Yan Xingyu made an agreement, and Yan Xingyu had to be called three times before he pretended to be reluctant to open it. After Jing Hanzhang finished calling, he was waiting to knock on the door for the second time, when the carved wooden door pasted with blessing paper with happy characters was suddenly opened.

Yan Xingyu ran out quickly with half of his hijab lifted, and fell headlong into Jing Hanzhang's arms.

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

The people who followed Jing Hanzhang to pick up Yan Xingyu were all powerful sons of the capital city. When they saw Yan Xingyu covering half of his face, their eyes immediately went straight—they had seen countless beauties, but they never knew that someone had only half of his face It can make people fascinated.

Everyone looked at Jing Hanzhang's broad back and sighed endlessly.

They suddenly knew why Jing Hanzhang, who had always been reckless, fell on Yan Xingyu.

Jing Hanzhang hugged him, blushing and whispered, "Didn't I tell you to wait until the third sound?"

Yan Xingyu leaned his cheek against Jing Hanzhang's neck and rubbed it lightly, the pendant on his forehead tilted slightly, and he murmured: "Your Highness called me, I can't wait for a moment."