As soon as Yun Jing's words came out, not to mention other people, even Zhuge Minggong himself was stunned on the spot and couldn't even speak. She looked at Yun Jing's unparalleled handsome face in surprise.

There was an unspeakable evil spirit on his face, but his long and narrow eyes were full of seriousness. The breeze gently lifted up his long dark hair, which was gentle and light, and warmed the heart.

"Yun...Yunjing, are you kidding me!" Zhuge Mingkong almost stuttered. Yunjing's words just now were so terrifying. Maybe she heard it wrong. No, she must have heard it wrong.

Looking at Zhuge Mingkong's somewhat surprised face, Yun Jing smiled slightly, with an unspeakable gentleness on his face: "I'm not kidding, do you need me to repeat what I just said?"

Zhuge Mingkong still maintained the same expression as before. Yun Jing reached out and rubbed her hair and said: "Since Zhuge Mingkong has no one to support her, I will support her. From today on, she will be my sister.

In the later Qin Dynasty, this prince can draw up the imperial edict, and now the prince Qiongtian of the later Qin Dynasty has given an oral decree to appoint Zhuge Mingkong of the Northern Zhou Dynasty as Princess Huichen. The prince will then send a letter asking my father to send someone to deliver the imperial edict."

After hearing what Yun Jing repeated word for word, Zhuge Mingkong immediately raised his leg and kicked Yun Jing without hesitation.

"Hey, even if you are very happy, you don't have to kick the prince in excitement! It really hurts." Yunjing said with a slight smile, then he looked at Huiwen and said in a cold voice: "Zhuge Mingkong will

To become the younger sister of this prince, and to become the second titled princess in the royal family of the Later Qin Dynasty, Princess Huiwen, don’t try to bully her just because her parents are dead. No one here can bully her.

"

Yunjing's protective words made Zhuge Mingkong feel slightly warm. She looked at Yunjing and said, "Yunjing, for your kindness, I..."

"Don't worry about it, I want you to lead me." Yun Jing refused directly.

"But..." Zhuge Mingkong still hesitated.

Yun Jing glanced at her sideways and said, "Why aren't you so verbose when you kick my prince? Zhuge Mingkong, are you so unwilling to be my prince's sister?"

"No." Zhuge Mingkong shook his head. "I am from the Northern Zhou Dynasty. If you do this, it should have an impact on you!"

"Is there any influence? If you are afraid that this will affect my prince, I will ask Uncle Jade King and his wife to accept you as their adopted daughter. Uncle Jade King and his wife are more famous in the Later Qin Dynasty than my father."

Just as Yun Jing's voice fell, Ye Tianqian's voice came over: "The Jade Prince Uncle and his wife that Prince Yun mentioned are the Jade Prince Yu Yuanting and the Jade Princess Yue Xinran?"

"I have only one Jade Prince of Hou Qin. What do you think, His Highness the Crown Prince?" Yun Jing naturally gave Ye Tiangan a roll of his eyes.

"Prince Yun, forgive me, I just want to make sure." Ye Tianqian's body was fixed there. Although his words were not strange at all, there was a trace of embarrassment on his face.

"Then it's confirmed now!" Yun Jing smiled slightly, and then his eyes fell on Zhuge Mingkong again and said: "Zhuge Mingkong, I am here to support you, so please don't refuse anymore, so as not to bother me anymore.

If you accept it, then you will have wasted a lot of time!"

Yun Jing's extremely domineering words made Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but smile, and then she nodded: "Okay, since you said so, I accept it."

"Well, let's call my brother to listen first." Yunjing said, with a hint of expectation on his face.

Zhuge Mingkong's face suddenly turned cold, and he said without mercy: "Get out of the way."

"Don't be so heartless, call me brother and let me hear it." Yun Jing said with an evil smile, his unparalleled face seemed to bloom like a gorgeous peony, with ultimate beauty, national beauty and heavenly fragrance.

"No." Zhuge Mingkong refused again and asked her to call her brother Yunjing in the next life!

"Hey, sister Ming'er, just scream and let me hear it." Yun Jing's gentle voice was like a white cloud, but when Zhuge Mingkong heard it, he got goosebumps all over his body.

She glared at Yun Jing, then looked at Hui Wen who was on the ground, and said, "Hui Wen, are you sure you don't want to kowtow?" Zhuge Mingkong's face was as bright as a flower, but it was filled with an unspeakable coldness.

Hui Wen looked at Zhuge Mingkong's face and replied without hesitation: "This princess will never kowtow like this."

Hearing Hui Wen's firm words, Zhuge Mingkong smiled again. She reached out and grabbed Hui Wen's hair, pulling hard.

"Zhuge Mingkong, let me go, let me go." Huiwen kept struggling, but the more she struggled, the harder Zhuge Mingkong pulled.

"Hui Wen, you'd better not resist me, otherwise all the hair you have left will be gone." Zhuge Mingkong spoke warmly, his words full of threats.

Hearing her words, Hui Wen immediately stopped struggling. She knew that Zhuge Mingkong would definitely do it if he said it, and she didn't want her to cut off all the remaining black hair.

"Okay, people should be good." Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly, then pressed her head and knocked it to the ground. Then Zhuge Mingkong pulled Huiwen's head up and knocked it down again.

It wasn't until he kowtowed three times that Zhuge Mingkong let go of his hand.

As soon as she was freed, Hui Wen immediately ran away. The nails of her hands dug tightly into her palms, but she could not feel any pain.

Zhuge Mingkong, she will never forget this humiliation.

Seeing Huiwen leaving, Zhuge Mingkong helped others in the mourning hall to unlock their acupuncture points.

"You can go." Zhuge Mingkong picked up the brazier, and the slight heat spread in her hands. She walked to Ang Nuan's side and started burning the paper again.

"In that case, let's say goodbye." Ye Tianqian spoke first, and then everyone else who came here also said goodbye to Zhuge Mingkong.

The noisy mourning hall quickly became quiet. Ye Tiancijing, who was still leaving, looked at Zhuge Mingkong, then walked to the brazier, picked up the paper next to it and put it into the brazier.

"When a person is saddest, it is not when he bursts into tears."

Zhuge Mingkong was stunned by Ye Tianci's words. When she raised her head, Ye Tianci had already stood up, turned around and walked out of the mourning hall. He was dressed in black, lonely and cold, and seemed to have an indescribable loneliness.

His eyes fell on the brazier in front of him again, and Zhuge Mingkong continued to burn the hell paper. Yunjing walked next to her and helped her burn the hell paper while speaking.

"Zhuge Mingkong, call me, brother, and listen!"

"Just leave it alone."

"Just call me brother!"

"Get out of here."

"If you scream, you won't die. Just scream and let me hear it!"

"Get out of here."

"Hey, just scream!"

"Get out of here."

"Just scream! Otherwise, I will keep annoying you!"

"Get out of here."

"Zhuge Mingkong, you won't suffer any loss if you scream, why don't you scream!"

"Get out of here."

"Call me, or else I will get out of here!"

"Get out of here."

The conversation between Zhuge Mingkong and Yun Jing reached Ang Nuan's ears on the other side, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but raise with a slight smile. This Prince Yun was really very kind to her young lady.

"Zhuge Mingkong..."

"Get out of here."

"Call me the prince, brother."

"Get out of here."

"Call me the prince, brother."

"Call me the prince brother, call me the prince brother, call me the prince brother, call me the prince brother, call me the prince brother, call me the prince brother, call me the prince brother."

"Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away, go away."

Zhuge Mingkong and Yun Jing continued to talk like this, until another sound of "Guests have arrived" came from outside, and the two stopped talking. At this time, a vague and quiet lotus fragrance came from outside.

, Zhuge Mingkong's heart was suddenly startled.

It's him.

The sound of gentle footsteps came from outside. As the footsteps became clearer, the lotus fragrance became stronger and stronger. Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Rong Yu is still dressed in white, she is more beautiful than snow, but in her thin body there are tall and straight green bamboos, standing proud of the snow. The high bamboos ring like emeralds, and the cold shadow shines through the sapphire. That kind of cold elegance, aloofness and vulgarity, no one can compare with.

and.

The thick black eyes are like the most dazzling glazed jade, with flowing colors and overflowing brilliance. There is deep darkness and tranquility in the crystal clear, and there is no lack of pearls lingering in the gloom and silence, which is magnificent.

The cherry blossom-like lips were slightly pursed, like a flower in bud, beautiful, elegant, shy and gentle. The skin like white jade seemed to be glowing with a warm white light at this time, and it was so beautiful that it made your heart tremble.

The beautiful facial features seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist at this time, making them misty and psychedelic, deep and unknown. A head of black hair poured down, swaying slightly with his elegant pace, quiet, soft and gentle.

Lotus grows step by step, and light moves with shadow.

The white lotus smiles softly, and the two shadows are charming.

Rong Yu slowly walked to the coffins of Zhuge Zhengzong and Xueying, faced them, then lifted up his clothes and knelt on the ground. Looking at his actions, Zhuge Mingkong was stunned.

Rong Yu had knelt on both sides of the earth and his parents, but he had never knelt before anyone else. But now he was kneeling in front of the coffins of Zhuge Wenhou and his wife.

"Marquis Wen, madam, have a good trip!" Rong Yu's gentle voice was like the collision of water and stones on a clear spring, elegant and indifferent, with an indescribable tenderness.

After kowtowing three times on the ground, Rong Yu stood up, walked to Zhuge Mingkong and squatted down. He looked at Zhuge Mingkong softly, and he said softly: "Zhuge Mingkong, I have already asked the emperor for help.

The imperial decree is the marriage decree between you and me."

"What did you say?" Zhuge Mingkong immediately raised his head after hearing his words. When his eyes touched Rong Yu's slightly thin face, she actually felt a little bit distressed.

Rong Yu prevents him from taking revenge. How can he feel sorry for him? Absolutely not!
Chapter completed!