Wife is Outrageous: His Evil Highness Comes Knocking

The sedan chair finally stopped, in front of the main hall of Yunfu Palace.

The car curtain was opened and a clean white slender hand reached in.

The pure breath blew on his face, and a gentle voice whispered, "Luoer." It was Master Yun's painting not seen in three days.

Qi Luoer shuddered and put his hand to his palm.

His palms were warm and dry, but her little hands were a little wet and obviously very tense.

"Luoer, don't be afraid, everything is with me."

Cloud painting whispered, always cold eyes filled with tenderness.

Qi Luoer trembled and lowered his eyes.

I don't know what it's like in my heart, sour and sweet, and a bit of bitterness comes up ...

Yun Hua held her little hand and took her out of the car.

Suddenly, Xianle rang, Tianming Qiming.

Countless smallpox fell from the air, dancing to the cranes ...

Qi Luoer and Yun Hua stood side by side.

He looked at him across Hippa, but saw that he finally took off his white clothes, wearing a cluster of new red wedding robes, his eyes were picturesque, his face was elegant, and his pearly luster appeared.

Standing so faintly, it stands in sharp contrast to the noisy and colorful decoration around.

It's like a drop of morning dew among the flowers, clinging to its pure heart, without being stained by the surroundings.

He took her hand and walked all the way through the six immortals to the temple.

Along the way, there are various kinds of melons, pears and hearty wine banquets on the sides of the palace.

The gathering of gods from all walks of life can be comparable to the grand peach festival of the heavenly mother-in-law.

In the eyes of the full guests, the two stepped up to the hall,

Ling Xuzi sits on the head of the temple, with a golden crown and a robe, with a grand look.

His eyebrows were slightly lowered, and he saw a hand held by Qi Luoer and Yun Hua with a slight smile.

Finally, the two stood before a fragrant case.

Qi Luoer held one hand in Yunhua's hand.

The other hand was clenched into a fist in the sleeve, and the knuckles were white.