Thinking about the eighth prince's appearance when Jiujiu was with the eighth prince and the appearance when Jiujiu's temper became stronger, Cheng Wanyun was a little worried in an instant. If the eighth prince made Jiujiu unhappy, would Jiujiu beat the eighth prince to death?

Cheng Wanyun glared at General Zheng with annoyance.

A good girl's home, he insists on teaching Jiujiu martial arts.

Fortunately, at this time, the team of the eighth prince who took the bride came.

Cheng Wanyun quickly covered Jiujiu's veil.

Jiujiu was carried out of the house by Zheng Yian and sent to the sedan chair. The sedan chair shook and then moved forward smoothly.

Jiujiu was holding an apple in her hand. Cheng Wanyun stuffed it to her with tears before Zheng Yian carried it out, saying that it was the apple that represented the future of her and the Eighth Prince, peaceful and harmonious.

In the early morning, someone was pulled up from the bed to wash and dress up. He was even more than ten pounds on his head. He was already hungry. When he saw the apple in front of him, it was really delicious.

Jiujiu looked at the apple without turning his eyes, and her pink tongue licked her lips, licking her mouth fat.

The mouth fat was sent by the Eighth Prince. It was made of flowers and beeswax and honey. It didn't have any strange smell in the mouth, but it was fragrant and sweet.

Jiujiu licked her lips several times, barely suppressing her hunger in her belly.

Jiujiu looked at the apple in her hand with resentment, feeling infinitely sad inside.

If this apple hadn't had too profound significance, she would have to eat this apple.

However, although you can't eat it, you can still wait for the plums to quench your thirst.

Jiujiu stared at the apple without turning around, as if she had eaten it.

I don’t know how long it took to shake, but the sedan stopped slowly, and then I saw a pair of slender but powerful palms stretching in.

There is a thin layer of calluses on the palm of the palm of the hand and the fingertips, which makes it very safe.

Jiujiu stretched out her hand.

The white and tender palms are placed in the palm of the hand full of power. The combination of white and wheat color is wonderful and harmonious.

The Eighth Prince used a little force to pull Jiujiu out of the sedan chair.

Looking down at Jiujiu, who was already lower than himself, the corners of his mouth raised high and said in a gentle voice, "Sister, I'll take you home."

The General's Mansion is Jiujiu's home, but this is his and Jiujiu's home, and in the future it will be the home of their children.

Jiujiu was not good at making a sound, but was gently hooked by the eighth prince's tight fingers, and scratched the eighth prince's palm.

Jiujiu's silent response made the Eighth Prince curl the corner of his mouth.

The eighth prince smiled slightly and continued the next process with Jiujiu.

Cross the brazier.

After getting married, the two became husband and wife.

With the cheers of everyone, the Eighth Prince used a pick-up pole to lift the veil.

Looking at Jiujiu, who was dressed up carefully, the Eighth Prince's eyes became more and more gentle.

After driving everyone out of the house, the eighth prince held Jiujiu's soft little hand and said softly to Jiujiu, "I have someone to send you food here. You can eat something to avoid getting hungry."

Jiujiu nodded, looking at the eighth prince's face that had lost its youthful aura and became as tough as a man, "What about you?"

"I'm a wedding today, and they will definitely make trouble for me."

After looking at the eighth prince's small body, Jiujiu said quickly, "Let Li Qing help you stop drinking later. Don't drink too much, it's uncomfortable."

Jiujiu's advice made the Eighth Prince particularly enjoyable.

The eighth prince raised the corner of his mouth and felt a little more evil.

Jiujiu glanced at the Eighth Prince with anger.

Jiujiu looked at her with a blushed face, and she became angry. She stretched out her claws but was reluctant to scratch her kitten.

The arrogant and cute appearance made the eighth prince's heart itchy.

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

The eighth prince touched Jiujiu's cheek, "I'll go out for social events. You can eat first when things come. If you are sleepy at night, you can sleep for a while, don't wait for me."

He knew in his heart that he would not be able to come back in less than a few hours when he went out.

He couldn't bear to let Jiujiu wait for him to come back.

Jiujiu said kindly with kindness.

After a while the Eighth Prince went out, a servant brought food. Jiujiu took a few casual bites and asked the servant to take the things down. She sat on the bed and waited for the Eighth Prince to come back.

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

As the most trusted emperor of the emperor, the eighth prince married General Zheng’s only daughter, so he really deserves to be called the word “hot”.

The civil and military officials who came to congratulate each person had several pounds of wine, not to mention that many had several drinks.

Even if the Eighth Prince has a huge amount of money, it is a big deal, not to mention that the Eighth Prince's alcohol content itself is not very good.

In the end, General Zheng felt sorry for his daughter to take care of a drunkard at night, so he took the initiative to speak, and those people let the Eighth Prince go.

The eighth prince's fair cheeks showed an unnatural red due to the effect of alcohol, his eyes were blurred and he was filled with water, and his feet were shaking like a sponge.

But because the eighth prince gave birth to a handsome face, this drunken look was a bit unruly, and it was more charming than the usual serious and neat appearance.

The Eighth Prince was dragged to the house by Li Qing.

As soon as I arrived at the room, the eighth prince, who was obviously unable to stand firmly just now, immediately stood up straight when he saw Jiujiu, shaking towards Jiujiu, and said with a smile, "Madam, I'm back."

As soon as Jiujiu stood up, she was thrown into her arms by the Eighth Prince, and the end of her nose was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

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

"Slave..."

"I didn't let him stop the wine." The eighth prince, who was still confused just now, forced himself to stand up and explained, "They are all important officials in the court. If Li Qing blocks the wine, they will be unhappy."

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

“Let the kitchen cook some sober soup.”

Seeing that Jiujiu did not continue to blame him, Li Qing hurriedly ordered someone to cook sobering soup.

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

The Eighth Prince, who had just been drunken and had eyes brightened in his eyes, and there was still a bit of drunkenness in his eyes.

The eighth prince lowered his head and hugged Jiujiu. Before Jiujiu could react, the two of them lay on the bed.
Chapter completed!