Chapter 1302

"I can't. Zhaoyang has worked so hard and finally achieved the right result. On the contrary, the fourth old man won't give up his efforts to get the beauty back. My heart is not balanced. In a word, he has to perform well today, otherwise it won't be so easy for him to get married. Zhaoyang, are you right?"

Zhaoyang knows that Qian Duoduo loves to play and deliberately teases long Yintian. She nods her head bashfully and opens a sweet smile on her lips.

One is the wife he is about to marry, and the other is the helpless little woman he still holds in his hand.

Looking at the support group of duo'er, long Yintian thinks that if he doesn't meet the little girl's requirements today, maybe he will sleep on the street tonight.

"How do you say that? I'll do my best." In the end, long Yintian gave up his resistance.

Xiao Ruo, who married as a man's wife, is more plump and gentle. However, this seemingly clever young woman's ghost idea can be no less than Qian Duoduo's; "fourth prince, well, today is your happy day, and we're not too embarrassed for you. Just sing a song in public to show your deep love for Princess Zhaoyang!"

Qian Duoduo quickly clapped his hands and said, "that's a good idea. Usually, these children are drinking wine and listening to songs. Today it's their turn to sing a song for entertainment."

Long Yintian's face turned black, and he gritted his teeth: "go, little dor, you're giving me bad ideas here. If you're bored, you'll play uncle 14. I think he'll be happy to have fun with you."

This sentence caused a burst of laughter among the guests around.

Long Yintian looks at Qian Duoduo's angry face. Before she responds, he dismounts and leads Zhaoyang to the palace.

But dor's support group is not a vegetarian. It blocks the gate quickly and shouts in unison: "sing!"

At the beginning, long Muchen was still standing beside his nephew. After all, as a man, who doesn't want to hold his newlywed wife and get married as soon as possible!

However, who knows that this boy is so kind-hearted that he even lies down to shoot himself.

To offend his little wife again, long Muchen immediately stood up, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed: "old four, you'd better follow duo'er, or she'll take out her golden whip, and you won't want to worship!"

Long Yintian looked helpless: "but I really can't sing!"

Qian Duoduo immediately said, "it doesn't matter. I'll teach you on the spot. I'll sing and you'll learn."

"This --" long Yintian hesitated for a moment, turned his head and looked at Zhaoyang in the carriage. The woman's face was red, and her mouth was full of smile. Looking at the time, it was almost the auspicious time to worship heaven and earth, so he took a deep breath and reluctantly agreed: "OK!"

Qian Duoduo's eyes are turning playfully, with a flash of inspiration. He seems to have beaten the blood of a chicken. He comes at the top of his voice and says, "I'm conquered by you in this way, cutting off all the way back. I have to be in a strong mood, and my decision is muddle headed ~ ouch!"

There is an ominous premonition, from the sole of long Yintian's feet to the forehead.

Qian Duoduo pulled a small skirt, left bow, right bow, made a polite curtain call, and then pointed to the dull dragon Yintian: "Hello, it's your turn."

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