Chapter 212

Hearing Han Ming's words, Shan Ji immediately raised his handsome face and said seriously, "what are you talking about? That's your princess!"

"Hey, I'm just kidding you. Why are you so serious?" Hanming looked at the serious expression on his friend's face, and his smile gradually faded. Single trace? An idea flashed by. Did he like the woman in the Phoenix chariot? Your own princess? No, no!

"I'm sorry to say this joke!" said discontentedly with a reproachful look.

Han Ming said with a compromise face, "smelly boy, I haven't seen you for three years. I'll show you to me as soon as I meet!... ok... I'll take her now. It's too slow to wait for the carriage." Shan Ji nodded without a smile and shook his head helplessly.

"Princess, come out!" Han Ming said next to the carriage, staring at the curtain with lazy eyes, waiting for Ning Lan to step out of the Phoenix chariot.

Ning Lan, who was sitting in the Phoenix chariot, heard every word that Yelv Hanming said clearly. The jade face under the Red Veil gradually turns cold.

She had a preliminary understanding of the Great Khan king, who was arrogant and arrogant! Judging from his attitude, he didn't take himself seriously at all! The impression of my husband is even more discounted. He even looked so casually and made such a shallow joke on the princess of his own country, which... Really annoyed Ning Lan. So when a majestic voice sounded outside the Phoenix chariot, she pretended not to hear it.

Yelv Han Ming, who didn't wait for an answer for half a meeting, hid all his smiles and his face was slightly cold. Is this woman putting on airs with herself?

"Ha ha... Han Ming, why can't you even greet the wedding? Or are you too nervous? You don't look like a bridegroom welcoming the wedding?" Shan Ji knew that his friend was beginning to be unhappy when he saw Han Ming's cold face, so he deliberately reconciled the atmosphere.

As soon as the single trace voice fell, he saw Hanming get off his horse, go to the Phoenix chariot, and pull off the curtain on the Phoenix chariot. When the four eyes were opposite, they were stunned for a moment.

Yelv Hanming didn't know how to describe the shock at that moment. Although the woman in the Phoenix chariot was covered with red yarn, he still felt a sense of deja vu.