Thinking about the appearance of the eighth prince when Jiu Jiu was with the eighth prince, and the appearance after Jiu Jiu's temper came up, Cheng Wanyun was worried for a moment. If Jiu Jiu was unhappy with the eighth prince, Jiu Jiu would kill the eighth prince.

Cheng Wanyun stared at general Zheng angrily.

Good girl's family. He has to teach Jiujiu martial arts because he is not good at learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Fortunately, at this time, the eighth Prince's wedding team came.

Cheng Wanyun quickly covered Jiujiu's head.

Jiujiu was carried out of the house by Zheng Yian and sent to the flower sedan. The flower sedan shook and then steadily advanced.

Jiujiu holds an apple in her hand. Cheng Wanyun puts it in tears before Zheng Yi'an carries it out. She says it represents the future peace, peace and beauty of her and the eighth prince.

In the morning, he was pulled out of bed to wash and dress up. He had a crown of more than ten kilograms on his head. He had been hungry for a long time. When he saw the apple in front of him, it was really delicious.

Jiujiu stared at the apple, and her tender little tongue licked the fat on her lips.

The lipstick is sent by the eighth prince. It is made of flowers, mixed with honey wax and honey. There is no strange smell in your mouth, but it is fragrant and sweet.

Jiujiu licked several mouthfuls on her lips, barely suppressing her hunger.

Jiujiu looked at the apple in his hand with a resentful face and felt infinite sadness in his heart.

If the meaning of the apple was not too profound, she must eat it.

However, although you can't eat, you can also hope for plum to quench your thirst.

Jiujiu stared at the apple as if she had eaten it.

I don't know how long it swayed. The sedan chair stopped slowly, and then I saw a pair of slender but powerful palms extending in from the.

With a thin cocoon on the palm and finger belly, it has a sense of security.

Jiujiu reached out.

The white, tender and weak palm is placed in the palm full of strength. The combination of white and wheat color is wonderful and harmonious.

The eighth Prince pulled Jiujiu out of the sedan chair with a slight force in the palm of his hand.

Looking down at Jiujiu, who was already one head lower than himself, the eighth Prince raised his mouth and said softly, "sister, I'll take you home."

General's house is Jiujiu's home, but here is his and Jiujiu's home, and it will be the home of their two children in the future.

Jiujiu couldn't make a sound, but the finger clenched by the eighth Prince gently moved and scratched on the palm of the eighth prince.

Jiujiu's silent response made the eighth Prince pick up the corners of his mouth.

The eighth Prince smiled and continued the next process with Jiujiu.

Step over the brazier.

After marriage, they became husband and wife.

Under the coax of the crowd, the eighth Prince picked up the cover with a pick rod.

Looking at the gorgeous and graceful Jiujiu behind the elaborate dress, the eighth Prince's eyes became more and more gentle.

After driving the people out of the house, the eighth prince took jiujiurou's boneless little hand and whispered with Jiujiu, "I've asked someone to bring food. How much do you eat so that you won't be hungry."

Jiu Jiu made a sound and looked at the eight Prince's face, which faded out of his youth breath and became as strong as a man, "what about you?"

"Today I get married, they will make trouble with me."

After looking at the little body of the eighth prince, Jiujiu hurriedly said, "let Li Qing stop the wine for you later. Don't drink too much. It's uncomfortable."

Jiujiu's advice made the eighth Prince particularly useful.

When the eighth Prince picked the corner of his mouth, there was a bit of evil charm.

Jiujiu glanced angrily at the eighth prince.

Jiujiu's face was crimson and looked at her. She was angry and stretched out her claws, but she was reluctant to scratch her kitten.

The proud and lovely appearance made the eighth Prince's heart itch.

The eighth Prince felt that there was probably no more lovely woman in the world than Jiu Jiu.

The eighth prince touched Jiujiu's cheek, "I'll go out to socialize. When something comes, you eat first. If you're sleepy at night, you can sleep first. Don't wait for me."

He knew in his heart that he would not come back for a few hours after he went out this time.

He couldn't bear to wait for his return.

Jiujiu gave a clever grace.

After the eighth prince went out for a while, a servant sent him something to eat. Jiujiu ate at will and asked the servant to withdraw his things. He sat on the bed and waited for the eighth prince to come back.

The bed was hard. There were red dates, lotus seeds and walnuts everywhere. Jiujiu picked up a few red dates and ate them, and began to count sheep boring.

The eighth prince, who is now the most trusted emperor and has just married general Zheng's only daughter, can really be called hot.

The civil and military officials who came to congratulate each other had a cup of wine, and they had already drunk several kilograms, not to mention many more.

Even if the eighth Prince is massive, it is choking, not to mention that the eighth Prince's drinking capacity itself is not very good.

Finally, general Zheng still loves his daughter and wants to take care of an alcoholic at night. He takes the initiative to speak. Those talents let go of the eighth prince.

The white cheeks of the eighth Prince showed an unnatural red due to the effect of alcohol. His eyes were blurred with water light, and his feet swayed like stepping on a sponge.

But because the eighth prince gave birth to a handsome face, this drunken appearance is a little more uninhibited, which is more charming than the usual serious and neat appearance.

The eighth prince was dragged to the house by Li Qing.

As soon as he got to the house, the eighth prince, who was still unstable just now, immediately stood up straight when he saw Jiu Jiu, walked towards Jiu Jiu, smiled and said, "madam, I'm back."

Jiujiu just stood up and was rushed by the eighth prince, with a strong smell of alcohol on his nose.

Jiujiu helped the eighth Prince sit down and asked Li Qing, "didn't I ask you to help him stop the wine? Why did you drink so much?"

"Slave..."

"I didn't let him stop the wine." the eight prince, who was still confused just now, stood up straight and explained, "all the important officials of the court came. If Li Qing stopped the wine, they would be unhappy."

If he wants to ascend, he must have the support of these ministers.

"Let the kitchen cook some sobering soup."

Seeing that Jiujiu didn't continue to blame himself, Li Qing hurriedly ordered someone to cook sober soup.

After Li Qing left, there were only Jiujiu and the eighth Prince left in the house.

The moment Li Qing left, the eyes of the eighth prince, who was still drunk and bleary, were bright and drunk.

The eighth Prince bowed his head and hugged Jiujiu. Before Jiujiu could react, they lay in bed.