The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The noise outside became louder, and the guests at Ming's house looked at the door nervously as if something had happened.

Master Jin was drinking with great interest.

It seems that his daughter has successfully mixed into the wedding sedan.

Once Jin Xiang marries into the Ming family, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone. He doesn't have to worry that Jin Xiang will be taken away by the person above him, and he can take away the Ming family in an upright manner after the matter is over.

The jug of wine was empty, and people from a few empty seats suddenly gathered around and poured the wine for him, "Master Jin looks very happy today."

"That's not right." Once this person is floating, his vigilance will be low. Master Jin doesn't care whether these people recognize or not.

It's just that this head is getting more and more dizzy.

"Master Jin drank too much, why don't you take him down to rest first." Someone suggested.

"No, I'm not, not drunk."

Weak limbs and dizzy, he saw the people at the table and quickly surrounded him and took him away.

The servants of the Ming family quickly cleaned up the table and dragged it away, as if the wedding table had never been left here.

After Mr. Jin left, a strange scene slowly happened. Many people were taken away at the wedding banquet, and the crowded courtyard gradually became regular and tidy.

"Wow—!"

The sound of horse hooves stopped at the gate of Ming's house, and Ling Qingxuan moved neatly, turning over and dismounting beautifully.

She reached up, "Mingche, hold me."

Under the cover of the big red Xipa, no one could see the man's expression clearly, but Ling Qingxuan could feel that he was extremely happy at the moment.

The big and well-joined hand tightly held her fair and slender jade hand, and she was firmly caught by her.

The little girl generously brought him into Ming's house, and the belated team behind him was panting and continued to beat gongs and drums, feeling that he had to double his wages.

There was a clear road in the middle of the yard. Facing the surprise and stares of the guests, the little girl walked over with Ming Che without stage fright to offer tea to Master Ming and the old lady.

When Mr. Ming saw such a scene, he almost fainted, what a formality! It's absurd that a man wears a hipa!

The old lady was very curious. She took the tea and smiled happily, "It's not a shame it's a girl, it's really unusual!"

Ling Qingxuan had a serious face and said modestly, "It's okay."

Master Ming wants to drop the cup.

"In the future, you need to abide by the three obedience and four virtues, take good care of Mingche, and never do such absurd things again..."

Master Ming cared about his own education, and Ming Che tilted his head and said, "I will take care of you for the rest of your life. No matter what ridiculous things you want to do, I will accompany you."

Master Ming put down the cup hard!

mad at him too!

The old man didn't plan to let them toast, so they hurriedly sent them into the bridal chamber.

The maids decorated the wedding room with a beam of joy, and it was still the small courtyard of Mingche.

On the way, Mingche let her lead him and was led into the room silently.

Sitting on the bed, he squeezed the quilt nervously.

After Xi Po completed all the procedures, she gave the space to the two of them.

Everyone was not there, only the sound of their slow breathing could be felt here. Ling Qingxuan skillfully picked up the clear Xipa and put the wine glass in his hand.

"You're not in good health, so use medicine instead of alcohol."

The wine glass really smelled like medicine, only a faint layer, Ming Che held it in his hand and didn't move for a while.

The two were in this pose for a while.

"Xia Ling, what do you want to do?"

Mingche suddenly put down the wine glass and followed Lengxiang, with anger in his godless eyes.

He smelled a certain medicinal material in the medicine.

Ling Qingxuan picked up the wine glass he put down, took a sip, and suddenly pushed him down, imprisoning him in the middle.

As if there was a sign, Mingche covered his mouth.

Silent resistance.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Ling Qingxuan swallowed the medicine, painted his eyebrows, and whispered in his ear: "Of course it's a bridal chamber."

Ming Che released his hand and took the initiative to hold her in his arms, his voice so nervous that it was knotted, "Yes, yes, then I, I should be on it, you lie down."

The old lady sent someone to keep him in the house for guidance overnight, in order to prevent him from making a fool of himself on the wedding night.

Ling Qingxuan held him down, "No, you are wearing a Xipa, so you are the bride."

The little girl's crooked reason is the right reason, she didn't do what Ming Qing expected, let him relax his vigilance slightly.

"You...you can do whatever you want...you can."

Ming Che spread out his hands, tilted his head, breathing heavily, his body tense.

Ling Qingxuan looked at him like this, pursed the corners of her lips slightly, leaned over, and intertwined with his breath.

...

"Where is this sedan chair?" The sedan chairman asked Achi. Achi's heart was beating wildly. He pressed his heart and frowned, "Send it to the government."

Ling Qingxuan also explained other things last night and asked him to pay attention to his surroundings.

But the crowd watching the lively around followed to Ming's house, nothing...

He was shocked, touched his sleeve, and said angrily, "Xia Ling!"

She even took away her booklet.

A Chi quickly finished the matter angrily, and was about to run back, only to see a ray of light out of the corner of his eye.

Startled, he ran towards the place.

It seems like it is Mu'er's pearl flower!

Achi's forehead was sweating. He knew the action plan for today, but Mu'er was not included in the plan. She had discussed with him and said that she would wait for him in the building.

Achi flew up to the eaves, the red bead flowers were stained with blood, looking particularly desolate and uneasy.

"Twilight?"

"Twilight!"

Achi squeezed the pearl flower tightly, and went down, no one was seen, but he heard the sound of fighting. He was shocked and went down quickly.

The two black figures were leaning against the pillars, staring at each other covered in blood.

Mu'er suffered a broken bone and was also shot. She was gasping for breath, and she could not see clearly before her eyes. She was out of bullets.

The man opposite looked at her with a sneer, raised his hand faintly, and coughed up a large pool of blood.

"Oh, look, no matter how much you struggle, you still have to accompany them down. It's a pity for your good skin."

Mu'er squeezed the ring on her ring finger, her eyes were slightly wet, "Achi..."

The other party was shot twice, and he held on, but he didn't expect that he had an extra bullet.

Mu'er closed her eyes, she still wanted to see A Chi, and wanted to tell him that she accepted the ring and wore it in this position.

But she can't be seen.

The man laughed evilly and pulled the trigger, "Goodbye."

"boom!"

The muzzle of the gun was tightly held down, and the man who appeared out of nowhere, panting heavily, raised his hand, and stabbed the bead flower into the man's heart.

"You... uh! You, you..."

The person in front of him raised his eyes with a stern expression, "There's so much nonsense."

Until the man was completely dead, Achi stepped back and ran in front of Mu'er, "Mu'er! Open your eyes! I'm Achi."

Ah Chi?

Mu'er slowly opened her eyes, the tears in her eyes slid down, "Achi? Achi? He..."

"Dead, killed with your pearl flower."

A Chi put one hand behind his back, panted and smiled, "Can you still stand up?"

Mu'er pursed her lips and snorted softly, "Are you blind, my leg is broken, I can't stand up, I want to hug."

A Chi turned around, "I run too fast, I can't hold it, so I'd better carry you."