Even though Tong Luoyang was unwilling in every way, he had to step forward. Everything was done according to the rules, worshiping heaven and earth, and entering the bridal chamber. All the guests in the room were envious. Congratulations to Prince Zaiyang for getting such a beautiful wife, but who

I know the pain in Tong Luoyang's heart.

In the new house, Ming'er's lips under her hijab couldn't stop rising. Although she knew that Tong Luoyang didn't marry her because he loved her, she believed that even if she couldn't be her favorite woman, she would definitely be useful to him.

A woman. She has never been a daughter in an ordinary boudoir, but now she also believes that she cannot take off her hijab unless her husband comes.

"Bang!"

This sudden and powerful banging on the door shocked everyone in the room. The maids saw that the prince was drunk and dizzy. They all stepped forward and shouted: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

"No need to help me, you all go down, I'm fine." Tong Luoyang held the wine bottle and pushed away the maids who came to help him.

The maids looked at each other. All the rituals have not been completed yet. Do you want to leave now?

"Why are you so stunned by me? Why don't you go out!" Tong Luoyang shouted loudly, his hands shaking, and his feet even more unstable. This loud shout made all the maids rush to be the first.

Run outside.

"Yes, I will leave this slave."

Ming'er, who was sitting next to him, looked down from his hijab and saw those big feet swaying towards him step by step. The smile on the corner of his mouth could not stop rising. This was just a moment of daze. The hijab on his head had already been covered by Tong Luoyang's eyes.

Some exclaimed and were roughly ripped off.

Tong Luoyang lifted Ming'er's chin, looked at the beautiful bride, and smiled slightly: "You are so beautiful!"

There is no woman in the world who can't hear her husband's praise on her wedding night without being moved, and Ming'er is no exception. These words made Ming'er lower her head shyly, lightly open her red lips, and call out sweetly: "Husband."

She never knew she had such a side, but in front of Tong Luoyang, she was willing to be a little woman.

"Xin Yu, you are so beautiful. You are all I see in my heart." Tong Luoyang said, lifting Ming'er's chin and about to kiss her red lips. But Ming'er stopped her, "What did you call me just now?"

"Haha, Xinyu, my bride, the woman I love most." Tong Luoyang shouted and wanted to hug Ming'er. At this time, Ming'er felt that her heart was about to explode with anger. How could she agree?

"Ah! Shut up!" Ming'er pushed Tong Luoyang away with all his strength. Looking at Tong Luoyang who was drunk, tears in Ming'er's eyes couldn't stop falling. "You see clearly, I am Ming'er.

, not your Xin Yu, she is already dead, dead!"

Ming'er's roar only resulted in Tong Luoyang's unconscious murmur: "Xinyu, Xinyu, do you know how much I miss you..."

Tong Luoyang's affectionate shout made Long Xinyu, who was thousands of miles away, seem to have a feeling.

"Luo Yang?"

"Ah? Who is Luo Yang?" The old man asked curiously as he watched Long Xinyu standing behind him chanting this name. This name has never been mentioned by this girl!

"I don't know, I just felt some pictures flashing through my mind, and the name came out of my mouth." Long Xinyu shook her head, why was it so strange, just now she felt as if she was very sad.

"Maybe you have remembered something. Hurry! It's almost time. Add the medicine quickly." The old man was already used to Long Xinyu's occasional strange behavior.

Long Xinyu looked at the refining pharmacy and her face turned extremely red due to the addition of so many medicinal materials. Long Xinyu really couldn't bear it anymore and asked the old man: "It's been so many days. How can I be in the medicine?"

The bath is over, but Henyun still hasn't improved at all, what should we do?" Because most of these medicines are the most yang and strong medicines, they must be outdoors in a ventilated place, in order to reduce Henyun's pain.

, they would choose to stay at night most of the time, but even after so many days, there was still no improvement at all.

"What should I do?" The old man turned around and looked at Long Xinyu. He put a chestnut on his head and looked at Long Xinyu holding his head. "I already knew that this girl like you would ask this. Don't worry. I have already written to my apprentice. This is

Counting the days, he should be here tomorrow, and by then he will tell you the whereabouts of the medicine primer we want." The sign of his holy hand in this life was thrown at this kid.

"Your apprentice?" Long Xinyu looked at the old man with raised eyebrows, "You still have an apprentice, so who are you?"

The old man looked over sideways. Long Xinyu was already prepared. She jumped up the tree. She looked at the old man and said condescendingly: "Old man, you use the same trick every time. Are you tired of it?"

?"

"Little girl, have you been practicing Qinggong well these days? I just don't know how the martial arts is going?" As soon as he finished speaking, the old man picked a handful of leaves and shot them at Long Xinyu.

"Hey, hey, old man, I didn't let you play like this. Ah!" Long Xinyu shouted loudly while avoiding the flying leaves. In terms of medical skills, she didn't know that the old man had

Not bragging, but she had learned a lesson in martial arts. Those seemingly soft leaves would become the most powerful weapons in the world once they passed through the old man's hands.

Here, Long Xinyu is devoted to learning various martial arts in this paradise, while Tong Luoyang in the capital faces various problems every day. On their wedding night, Ming'er looked at Tong Luoyang lying next to him and listened to what he said

After one night, I understood why the concubine Rou was not worried at all about her joining, so why should this heartless man be worried? However, this only stimulated her desire to conquer even more.

Ming'er looked at the seemingly weak woman in front of her and was really curious. At this moment, her attitude seemed more like she was laughing at herself. On their wedding night, she, the bride, was thought to be another woman by her husband and muttered to herself.

What a sad night!

Ming'er put down the teacup in her hand and couldn't help but raise her chin: "Although you and I are both concubines, the prince has also said that I have the final say in everything in this house. I hope I can get along well with my sister in the future."

For some reason, seeing this woman look so calm, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Sister? This is the concubine. Zhirou married into the palace first. After all, Zhirou is the sister. What we are doing today and tomorrow is just to give Zhirou a prestige. She has already said that she will kill that one.

There was no way Long Xinyu could compare with her, but she would never allow anyone to have emotional communication with Tong Luoyang.

Zhirou is already very smart, so she doesn't understand the arrogance of this princess. She never cares about who is older or younger. What's more, Princess Mingyu is here to get married. If there is someone

I'm afraid it will make it difficult for Brother Yang to do it. Thinking of this, Zhirou stood up and faced Ming'erfushen: "Yes! Zhirou will follow my sister's teachings."

Such a humble and meek attitude was something Ming'er had never expected. Seeing Zhirou sitting there quietly, just looking down at her feet, she couldn't help but step forward and lift Zhirou's chin: "Just take it seriously.

Don't you care?"

"As long as Brother Yang is good, anything is fine." Zhirou said with a slight smile, and there was no falsehood in her eyes.

These words made Ming'er very disdainful: "Ignorance! Does it mean that he has no place for you in his heart, and you don't care?"

After hearing this, Zhirou looked up at Ming'er and asked without answering: "The princess also loves brother Yang very much, right?"

"Yes! Although I know he doesn't have me in his heart now, it doesn't matter. That was before. I will make him fall in love with me in the future in the palace." She will never let the scene of the wedding night happen again.

,no way!

"Well, if the princess can do it, I will be really happy for you."

Zhirou's originally unintentional words made Ming'er angry, and she asked displeasedly: "What do you mean by that?"

"Princess, don't get me wrong. I really hope you can bring Brother Yang back to life."
Chapter completed!