Long Yi only found the village after Xiao Ji and Princess Xinyang left.
The old woman's small thatched hut was the closest to the entrance of the cave. He first went to the old woman's side. He had stayed by Princess Xinyang's side for many years, and knew the aura of Princess Xinyang like the back of the hand.
As soon as he entered the house, he knew she had come.
He asked the old woman where they had gone.
He was wearing a mask, and his eyes exuded endless murderous aura.
Mengmeng is fierce!
You'd better get it from the real deal!
Or kill you!
The old woman was successfully threatened, and raised her finger to the hillside in the backyard: "From there, they left."
Xiao Ji didn't say where to go. First, he didn't want to implicate the old man, and second, just in case the old man betrayed them.
Protection is one thing, trust is another, if he hadn't done everything well, he wouldn't have survived until now.
Long Yi went to the back mountain and followed the clues to the house where the young son lived. The martial artist's senses were different from ordinary people, and he instantly noticed the sound of breathing in the box.
He opened the lid of the box and saw two men with their hands and feet tied and their mouths gagged.
The two woke up early, but unfortunately they couldn't move or scream.
It's not easy to come, and the two are naturally excited.
Long Yi glanced at it, pulled the cloth from the mouth of the young boy who looked more pleasing to the eye, and asked, "Who made you like this?"
The young master hurriedly complained: "A man and a woman! They are wearing Dongyi soldiers' clothes, but their accents are not Dongyi!"
Wait, you don't have a Dongyi accent either!
"Where did they go?" Long Yi grabbed his neck.
The young man shuddered: "Go... go... Saintess's Hall..."
He heard with his own ears that the two pretended to be their masters and servants and were escorted into the carriage by the guards of King Dongyi, so they should have gone to the Hall of the Holy Virgin.
"Where is the Hall of the Holy Virgin?" Long Yi asked again.
The young man said tremblingly, "I... I haven't been to... "
He really hasn't been there.
The Hall of the Holy Virgin is the most sacred and mysterious place in the entire Dongyi people. Outsiders can't get close to it. If it weren't for his good looks and a perfect birthday, he would not have the chance to be chosen to be with the Holy Virgin. marriage.
But who would have expected that people would cut Hu halfway through.
Long Yi was sure that he couldn't ask anything, so he stunned the two of them with one palm, closed the lid of the box and went out.
He came to the entrance of the village along the tracks and footprints of the wheels in the snow, and when he was passing a big tree, he heard a joking voice from above his head: "Big man, are you going to the Holy Virgin's Hall?"
He raised his head and looked confusedly at the little princess Dongyi who was sitting on the branch.
The little princess Dongyi jumped down gently and looked at him strangely: "I know the way to the Hall of the Holy Virgin."
Long glanced at her and said, "Lead the way."
Little Princess Dongyi was startled: "You don't ask if it's true or not? Also, why don't you ask me to help you?"
"Lead the way." Long Yi still had these two words.
Little Princess Dongyi pouted, "I don't."
Long Yi left.
Dongyi's little princess stared at his back without turning her head, and stammered, "I, I, I... I said I won't lead the way!"
Then she followed.
…
The Hall of the Holy Virgin is a shrine located on the Dongyi Mountain of the Dongyi people.
Of course, it is for the Dongyi people.
In the eyes of Xiao Ji and Princess Xinyang, it is just an ordinary palace, not the kind that is particularly ingenious.
However, the atmosphere in the palace is very mysterious.
There are only women here, no men, everyone is expressionless, a look that does not eat the fireworks of the world.
In addition, incense was burning everywhere in the palace, at the door, in the aisle, and even when entering the house, two large incense burners were the first to catch the eye.
"Ah!"
Princess Xinyang sneezed with an itchy nose.
The woman in red frowned and looked at her.
Xiao Ji said calmly: "When can I see the saint?"
The red-clothed woman's attention was successfully diverted, her eyes moved away from Princess Xinyang's face and fell on Xiao Ji's curtain: "According to the rules, you can only see the saint on the wedding day in three days. In the meantime, if the saintess wants to see you, she will come over.”
It seemed that these people did not recognize the young man's voice, and perhaps never saw the other's face.
Forget it, don't show your face easily.
"Can I go in and rest?" he asked flatly.
"Yes," said the woman in red.
Xiao Ji took Princess Xinyang into the wing. He went in, but Princess Xinyang was stopped outside.
"What do you want to do?" he asked coldly.
The woman in red didn't expect this young man's aura to be so powerful, her voice sank, and she almost couldn't stand it.
Don't you say it's a poor boy from the countryside
He was called the most beautiful man in Dongyi because of his beauty, but he was not very talented. The Holy Maiden chose him because of his appearance and birth date.
Why does the person in front of him feel different from the rumored one
However, doubts turned into doubts, and it did not rise to the point of suspecting that he was an impostor. After all, it was sent by the King of Dongyi.
She bowed and said, "The rules of the Holy Maiden's Hall do not allow foreign men to stay in the hall. He will follow me to the outer hall."
Xiao Ji said without anger, "He is my long-time follower, I am used to him serving, he must stay."
As a first-rank Marquis of Zhao Kingdom, no one can surpass him in terms of momentum, no need to intimidate, and his understatement is enough to give people a full sense of oppression.
The red-clothed woman's scalp was numb, and she tried to calmly say, "I will report to the Holy Maiden. If she objects, he will still leave."
This was shocked by Xiao Ji's aura, at least leaving people behind.
The two entered the house.
The woman in red sent two maids to guard the door and went down to arrange the wedding herself.
At this juncture, there is no need to offend the saint's husband, just a servant, just keep it.
She has already explained the violation of the rules. If the saintess blames one day, it is not her disobedience, but the prince.
This room is very large, separated from the inner room and the outer room. The two of them sat in the inner room and spoke in a low voice, so that no one outside could hear them.
Xiao Ji took off the curtain fence and bamboo hat, and threw them on the table in disgust.
The big men are wrapped up like this, and the girls are chirping.
Princess Xinyang looked at his suffocated appearance, and couldn't help but want to laugh: "The Holy Maiden has a high status in the Dongyi people, she gets married just like a man marrying a wife, her husband must also abide by the three obedience and four virtues, and must not show his face at will. ."
Xiao Ji glanced at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "Qin Fengwan, you seem to be envious, why? Do you want to imprison Ben Hou and become your own prisoner?"
Princess Xinyang said angrily, "When did I say that!"
Xiao Ji raised his eyebrows: "I just didn't say that, that's what I thought about it in my heart. Hey, Qin Fengwan, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."
Princess Xinyang, who was once again angry with her black face: "...!!"
At night, the woman in red personally brought over the wedding dress and asked Lang Jun to try the size.
"You go out, he will wait for me to change." Xiao Ji said to everyone holding clothes and hair accessories through the curtain.
The red-clothed woman instructed her to put her clothes on the table in the outer room, and backed out according to her words.
The door is open, and they can't leave until they know the result of the fitting.
Princess Xinyang carried the costume into the inner room and whispered, "Do you really want to try it?"
Xiao Ji whispered: "If you don't try to show them, they won't leave."
It is their duty to ensure that every detail of the wedding is flawless.
If Lang Jun's wedding dress does not fit, they will be held accountable.
Princess Xinyang understood this truth and didn't say anything more. After hesitating for a while, she asked him, "You..."
Xiao Ji smiled and looked at her: "Of course Ben Hou can't be changed, do me a favor?"
Princess Xinyang thought that it was really inconvenient for him to be seriously injured, so she walked over silently and untied his belt.
The wounds on his body were tightly wrapped with cloth strips, and a little blood was oozing out.
Princess Xinyang's eyelashes trembled, she looked away, turned around and brought over the wedding dress. There are three layers in total: inner clothes, middle clothes, and happy clothes.
He opened his arms so that she could dress himself.
She was so close in front of her that she could clearly feel the masculine breath that belonged to him, which was somewhat fascinating.
She wrapped her hands behind him and tied the belt for him, as if she was actively hugging him.
Her cheek rubbed inadvertently against his firm, broad chest.
He suddenly gasped.
She was slightly startled, then backed away in a hurry, looking up at him in a panic: "Did it hurt you? Did you touch your wound?"
He took a deep breath, raised his articulated hand to cup her cheek, and pressed his thumb lightly on her soft lips.
His eyes darkened and his voice became hoarse: "Qin Fengwan, do you want Ben Hou to want you here?"
She stared blankly at this handsome and resentful face, feeling his temptation, her forehead became hot, and she asked, "Then... do you want it?"
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