Bai Luo had never seen marriages in ancient times, and he always followed what the people next to him suggested.
King Zhao's eyes were stern, and the aura around him that he had cultivated in the army was softened by the joy around him, and the expression on his face softened a lot.
Bai Luo felt that King Zhao's hand was very stiff, and the place where he touched it was wet, as if his hand was sweating, Bai Luo couldn't help but want to pull back his hand, cleanliness could never bear the sweat on other people's hands, but King Zhao grabbed it firmly Yes, Bai Luo could only hint to himself that King Zhao washed his hands and they were very clean.
After leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, Bai Luo looked around. Fortunately, there was no wedding sedan chair. It would be a bit embarrassing for him to be the bride's sedan chair.
The hand was clenched suddenly, "The person you want to wait for won't show up, you don't know it yet, the emperor has made Princess Wei a noble concubine."
Bai Luo turned his ears aside, he didn't like people talking close to his ear, it was a bit fluffy. Feeling cold all over, Bai Luo glanced at King Zhao inexplicably. King Zhao was not happy that the emperor married Princess Wei, so he lost his temper with other people. This is a bad habit.
King Zhao got on his horse, and his movements were smooth and beautiful. Bai Luo was a little bit embarrassed. There was only one horse. Should he walk to King Zhao's mansion? King Zhao's warm chest.
Well, it's better to share a horse with one horse than to let him sit in a sedan chair. What puzzled Bai Luo was that along the way, he saw many women wiping their tears with handkerchiefs. Maybe we have to cry for a wedding here
There were a lot of guests, and Jimo Lin sat at the top, too far away, Bai Luo couldn't see his expression clearly, and was held tightly by King Zhao all the way, after drinking a few glasses of wine, Bai Luo felt that his vision was a little blurred, and it was hard for him to walk. A little buoyant.
Jimo Ge's arm around Bai Luo's waist trembled a little. Seeing that Bai Luo was a little drunk, he ignored the guests and left it to other people to help him back to his room.
Bai Luo felt a hand wandering over his body, very annoyed, he opened his eyes and stared at the person above.
Jimo Ge and Bai Luo looked at each other for a long time, and finally covered Bai Luo with a quilt.
When Bai Luo woke up the next day, he was still a little dazed, not knowing where he was, and seeing the bright red surrounding, he slowly remembered that he was in Prince Zhao's Mansion. Turning around, he found that King Zhao was sitting on a chair next to the table looking at him, still in the wedding dress from yesterday.
Could it be that you didn't sleep all night? Seeing him occupying the entire big bed, Bai Luo felt guilty.
"Find me another yard to live in, just be quiet."
King Zhao's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and left without saying a word.
Bai Luo lived in the prince's dormitory, King Zhao didn't arrange a courtyard for him to live in, so he went to live in the study by himself. I don't usually see King Zhao, but I have to eat three meals with King Zhao.
This person is also pitiful. He didn't like him but was granted a marriage by imperial decree. The two of them basically didn't speak.
Jimo Ge brought a set of clothes, "Today is the day when the imperial concubine is enshrined. In the afternoon, we will go to the palace to attend the banquet."
"Um."
"Hmph, finally you are willing to speak. You are willing to speak because of him, aren't you?"
"My lord, you..." Bai Luo was a little confused, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by King Zhao angrily.
"Don't call me the prince." Jimoge's chest heaved, obviously angry, and he looked at Bai Luo with a bit of aggrieved eyes, calling others Jimo Lin, Jimo Lin, calling him the prince, you just don't want to see me like that
Bai Luo was also a little annoyed, this person was simply making trouble for no reason, always giving him a cold face, and even though he hadn't provoked this person, he tried not to appear in front of him as much as he still didn't like him. If you can't afford it, you can always hide.
Bai Luo didn't go to the living room to eat, he asked people to bring them inside to eat by himself, so as not to see that unhappy face affect his appetite.
In the afternoon, I went to the palace in a carriage with King Zhao. Bai Luo sat far away from King Zhao, and could only sit with King Zhao at the banquet. ate some dishes.
The singing and dancing on stage was a bit boring, and Bai Luo was full again, so he quietly left the table and went out for a stroll.
As soon as he reached the remote place, a familiar person beside Jimo Lin came to invite him.
Bai Luo followed to a rockery, the water reflected a few stars in the sky, and Jimo Lin walked over wearing a dragon robe.
"Bai Luo, long time no see." Jim Molin seemed to have a thousand words in his eyes.
"Not yet," congratulations.
"I know, Luo Er, it's been hard work for you, don't worry, the kiss with me is only for the power behind her, you have to endure it for a while longer." When King Zhao is overthrown, we can be together.
Bai Luo was tired of being interrupted by others, so he simply kept silent.
Jimo Lin gave Bai Luo a sachet, which smelled mild. Bai Luo got used to the things that Jimo Lin gave him from time to time, so he took them back and went back.
When he got back to his seat, he found that King Zhao looked at him even worse. Bai Luo didn't bother to pay attention to him. However, Bai Luo found that King Zhao looked at Jimo Lin even worse. There was a woman standing next to Jimo Lin, who was dressed luxuriously and had a light body. The posture is graceful, and the figure is also a beauty. King Zhao's eyes were definitely jealous. Sure enough, they fell in love and killed each other. Could it be that he is a cannon fodder who acts as a catalyst? Bai Luo felt that he was the truth.
It's been a few days since the palace banquet, Bai Luo felt a little unwell, a little dizzy, and a little weak, maybe he was too nerdy, it's time to exercise. When Bai Luo stood up and was about to walk around, his eyes went dark, his surroundings swirled, and his consciousness was lost.
Returning to the familiar grass again, Bai Luo was still a little dazed. Why would he agree to marry a man? Why did he still drink the glass of wine and the sachet knowing that there was something wrong with it, and still wear the sachet
"Hey, elf, are you sure you will give me your IQ?"
"Master, as the saying goes, love makes people blind and crazy. You are willing to sacrifice your life for love and drink the questionable wine fed by your lover, so there is nothing strange about it."
Hehe...Bai Luo is very irritable now. He didn't even want to admit that the stupid one was himself.
"The transaction was successful. The goodwill was successfully exchanged to serve the king with his body, and he was willing to drink poisonous wine."
"Is there something wrong with your choice of words?" She was inexplicably ashamed.
Bai Luo recalled all kinds of things in this world, but he couldn't think of how he fell in love with Jimo Lin at that time. He only remembered the scene of Jimo Lin lingering around him. It's rare that this is the so-called exchange of favorability, so he has no feelings for Jimo Lin up? Forget it, the dead are like a husband! The past is just a memory.
In the palace, when Jimo Lin heard the news that Bai Luo was unconscious, he accidentally knocked over the teacup in his hand, and grabbed the middle-aged man by the neckline, "Didn't you swear that the medicine would not hurt the person who took it?"
The middle-aged man tremblingly replied: "Yes, dreaming will not harm the person who takes the drug, it will only be transferred to the other person through intercourse. But, there is another situation, "
Jimo Lin's eyes cracked, "What's the situation? Tell me!"
"If, if the person taking the drug does not have intercourse with the other person, the poison will accumulate in itself."
Jimo Lin sat on the chair slumped, what did he, what did he do. Send the lover to the opponent's bed with his own hands, and use the lover to poison. Bai Luo, his Luo'er, would rather die than remain innocent. How could he have come up with such a way when he was so demonic
Jimo Lin woke up in the middle of the night and dreamed that he and Bai Luo had a grand wedding. He and Bai Luo had always been very affectionate until Jimo Ge led his troops into the palace, put him under house arrest, and took Bai Luo away. He watched helplessly. Thinking about how Jimo Ge forced Bai Luo to get close and love him, but there was nothing he could do.
After Jimo Lin woke up, his heart palpitations were severe, and he covered his face with his hands. Because of this illusory fear and cowardice, he was eager to kill the danger, so he came up with a stupid plan in a panic, and handed over his lover to others, so Just punish him and never get it
Jimo Ge stared at Bai Luo's face, his eyebrows were picturesque, like a banished fairy, the most beautiful thing was his pair of cold eyes, which did not contain any impurities of the world, but he could not see the existence of anyone. Is this God's punishment for being too greedy? Coveting the treasure that does not belong to him, so punish him to get it and then lose it? But, he was the one who did the wrong thing, why should Bai Luo be punished, why is he not the one lying here.
The person on the bed seemed to be asleep quietly, Jimo Ge approached Bai Luo, stopped an inch away from his lips, and kissed Bai Luo in the air, "You hate me so much, you don't like me touching you when you're awake. You, if you wake up and find out that I secretly kissed you while you were asleep, you will definitely hate me even more."
After these two one-sided love affairs, Bai Luo was very unhappy, "Little elf, I don't feel like I'm enjoying life at all. After I've gained my favorability, I can only ask for whatever I want from him. This passive posture makes me feel uncomfortable." I don't like it very much."
"At the master's request, it is opened by bartering things."
"Bargain?"
"You can choose the target person independently, and use the favorability of the target person for you in exchange for what you want. The target person can pay a corresponding price to exchange for your favorability."
Bai Luo thought of something else, "Do you think I die too young every time?"
The elf was silent for a moment before replying: "Your default setting is to leave the world by mental death. After the transaction is completed, you will leave the world."
"In the future, the reminder of the progress of the world strategy and the reminder of the favorability will still be turned off." A voice suddenly appeared in my mind, and I was caught off guard every time, which was very uncomfortable.
"Yes." The elf flickered for a while, "Energy calculation is completed, and the world consciousness is activated."
"World awareness?"
"World consciousness is the original direction of the world, and supporting the way of heaven with the relevant protagonists is the destined return of everyone in the world."
Bai Luo was stunned.
The author has something to say: It was only after writing that I found out that the people in this story are all brain tonic emperors, and they all have a heart that can make up stories. It's not scary that Lonely Brother is a tragedy, what's scary is that he can still make up his mind to torture himself...