Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 224: The seventh princess of the weakling prince (41)

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My heart is like a bright mirror, my body is like glass,

Purgatory on earth, kill to stop killing,

Fateful reincarnation, evisceration and rebirth.

She was dressed in a gold-colored Luanluan wedding dress, which was as long as the ground. The misty servant girl has a cloud bun, a lotus hairpin hanging upside down in the gold box, and a silver tassel inlaid with diamonds, sparkling. A peony flower adorns the center of her eyebrows, her bright eyes are wandering, her arms are bare with jade fingers, and her red lips are enchanting.

She just stood on the high platform casually, with the breeze blowing, and she was so beautiful.

Nian Nian followed beside her, with some tears in her eyes. She lowered her head and carefully held the hem of her skirt.

And she, with a cold look in her eyes, raised a very cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

Jun Yaochen wore a red brocade robe with black edges and gold embroidery, and a gold-trimmed jade belt around his waist. He had a smile on his lips, which made him look naturally noble.

Luo Qingchen just looked at him directly without any fear. What a look in her eyes.

Hate him so much that it transcends everything, hate him so much that she feels that dying with him is the joy of life.

"Congratulations, congratulations to His Royal Highness—"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has welcomed this beautiful woman back into his arms. It's a joy and a congratulation. It's a joy and congratulation—"

"It's such a talented man and beautiful woman, a match made in heaven!"

Jun Yaochen stepped up, with a slight smile on his lips, thinking about her coming step by step.

Until the moment he stood beside her and held her hand, his enchanting voice came slowly: "I advise you not to play tricks. The fate of the Chuluo family is in your hands alone." ."

"Do you think I care?" She chuckled, her tone full of coldness.

What does the Chu and Luo family have to do with her? She is not a saint and has the world in mind.

How could those people in the house tie her down

In this world, the only one who could make her compromise was Chu Nanxian.

She was just waiting, waiting for the last glimmer of hope, waiting for him to come back.

"Are you serious and don't care?" Jun Yaochen frowned slightly, but he still held her hand and walked towards the emperor's gaze.

When a prince accepts a concubine in the East Palace, he must bow down to the current emperor and then enter the royal court and become a descendant of the dynasty.

The emperor on the high platform obviously didn't look too good. The woman the prince wanted to marry turned out to be the daughter of his second marriage. Such a woman would really lose his face by marrying into the royal family.

But Naihe was his most beloved son after all, so he had no choice but to let him go.

But the only thing that made him happy was that the sudden change in Junxie Pavilion yesterday meant that General Luo's daughter could bring them blessings.

Thinking about it this way, it seems not bad.

"Heaven and earth witness, kowtow." The eunuch's sharp voice sounded: "Kneel down—"

Seeing that she had no reaction, Jun Yaochen pulled her arm hard. Luo Qingchen staggered back, and her knees suddenly hit the ground, causing a burst of pain.

But her face didn't seem to have changed at all, it was still cold and determined.

"rise-"

"The emperor is supreme, kowtow twice. Kneel down—"

Jun Yaochen pressed her head hard on the ground, knocking her head heavily, with a faint trace of blood.

"rise-"

She couldn't hear the eunuch's voice at all, but gritted her teeth and said to the system -

System, is there anything that can destroy the plane? Come on. Since he can't come back, I will let everyone in this plane be buried with him.

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"Husband and wife have a heart-to-heart talk, kowtow three times. Kneel down—"

"Boom -" In just this moment, the originally clear sky was suddenly filled with lightning and thunder, and strong winds.

Luo Qingchen stood there, nodding slightly, looking at the darkening sky, her eyes clear and shining, and her heart beating like a deer.

Is it him, is he here? (To be continued)