After Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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At the banquet, everyone was stunned, looking at the golden shell that suddenly appeared.

Qin Wushuang himself was taken aback. After a long while, he sucked in a breath of cold air and secretly said: No wonder the always stable father suddenly believed in some kind of destiny, so there is something mysterious in it!

She calmed her breath and said calmly: "When I was in the ancestral temple, Jinbei had already manifested. If it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have brought it -- just like I really can't get married."

While joking to ease the panic and embarrassment, he cautiously reached out to the restless golden shell.

Fingertips trembled slightly.

Picking up the golden shell, Qin Wushuang kept calm, turned it over and saw that there was no small animal in the shell. He was a little scared, but also secretly happy-with this 'miracle' by his side, Han Shaoling later Treat yourself, you will definitely pay more attention.

She smiled shyly and generously: "The ancestors blessed me in Qinzhou, and it is true that some miracles happened from time to time. It seems that the ancestors treated the king of Hanzhou..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jinbei suddenly jumped up again, landed on the desk, erected the shell very firmly, and shook her left and right.

With that vivid appearance, everyone couldn't help but imagine an old man looking at Qin Wushuang seriously and shaking his head in dissatisfaction.

Han Shaoling narrowed his eyes slightly and reached out to grab it.

I saw that Jinbei jumped back like a god of plague.

Han Shaoling: "..."

Sister Baizhou couldn't help laughing: "No, Princess Qin, your ancestors seem to be very dissatisfied with the King of Hanzhou!"

The Prince of Pingzhou reacted very quickly, and hurriedly said: "Patriarch of the Qin family, do you think that the Queen of Qin and the King of Hanzhou are not suitable? Is there someone else you are interested in?"

Jinbei nodded slowly at him.

Everyone: "..."

Qin Wushuang was completely stunned.

In this world, there is indeed the technique of divination and prophecy. It's just that the Heavenly Chance encounters the backlash of the scourge, so the Temple of Heaven will not arbitrarily perform such great arts except for the important matter of life and death of the whole world.

Everyone knows that the golden shells of Qinzhou have always been enshrined in the ancestral temples, and they have been worshipped with incense for thousands of years. The slightest chance of being fake.

This is so embarrassing.

"Ahaha, ahhaha," Bai Shizi smiled and bowed at Jinbei, "Old Ancestor, look at me, do you like me?"

Jinbei ignored him at all.

It lay in the middle of the desk with a thud, like an old birthday star who suddenly dozed off halfway through his speech.

Sang Yuanyuan sincerely put forward her suggestion: "Queen Qin, the ancestors probably wanted to tell you not to be fascinated by other things, and the most important thing when you get married is to be happy. If you marry someone you like, then you won't be able to. You will betray your life. Otherwise, will you look at it again?"

I saw that Jinbei swayed and stood up again, nodding firmly.

Qin Wushuang: "I..."

She suddenly choked up.

After staring at Ancestor Bei for a moment, she said in a low voice, "King of Hanzhou, if there is no Jin Bei, would you still choose me?"

Han Shaoling was depressed: "...Yes."

Does he have any other choice than to bite the bullet and come down?

It can't be said in public that he decided to marry Qin Wushuang because of this Jinbei, right? Although everyone knows that is the truth.

Qin Wushuang smiled bitterly: "That's fine. King of Hanzhou, choose another day to hire. I really want to marry you."

Han Shaoling no longer cares about shame, and now he only has this annoying Jinbei in his heart. If you ask him how he feels at this moment, it is probably the kind of faint embarrassment when he is trying to coax other girls with sweet words, but his parents-in-law see through.

He nodded and said, "Okay. You take back Jinbei."

The smile on Qin Wushuang's lips was even more bitter.

"Ancestor," she said, putting her palms together, "the King of Hanzhou is my favorite person. I have decided to marry him, and I hope the ancestors will protect him."

Jinbei nodded reluctantly.

Then, it pointed at Qin Wushuang and Han Shaoling with a sharp corner, and then took a step back unswervingly.

Its movements are really too clever, and everyone present can see at a glance that it means, you live your life, don't pull me.

"Ancestor, don't you want Jinbei to be given to the King of Hanzhou?" Qin Wushuang asked.

Kimber nodded.

Qin Wushuang was a little dizzy: "Then... I will invite you back to the ancestral temple, how?"

"Qin Wushuang!" Han Shaoling roared in a low voice.

Jinbei shook his head.

Qin Wushuang didn't know what she was feeling at the moment, she murmured, "Could it be, which other state do you want Qinzhou to cooperate with?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Shaoling's eyes widened immediately, and he slapped his hands on the edge of the bamboo canal, and said angrily: "Qin Wushuang, you have figured it out! I, Hanzhou, will never be insulted by this! I am not your fault. No, this golden shell, I may not like it! If you give it to someone else, you will marry someone else!"

Hearing what he said, Qin Wushuang was really disheartened.

She fixed her eyes on Han Shaoling and said slowly:

"King of Hanzhou, even if Jinbei chooses the prince of which state, I don't need to marry. Who I want to marry is up to me. If you don't want to marry me, I don't have to rely on you."

She turned to Jinbei and said respectfully, "Ancestor, please guide me."

Seeing that Jinbei stretched contentedly, jumped and ran towards Sang far away, jumped high, and threw herself on top of her.

Sang Yuanyuan was so startled that she held the golden shell that was rubbing against her body with her hands and placed it in the palm of her hand.

"This... Princess Qin, I can't marry you! I'm also a woman, really." She quickly expressed her stance, and while speaking, she also assumed a gesture of avoiding suspicion, trying to put the Jinbei back on the table.

However, it seemed to be clinging to her, sticking to her fingers, and it couldn't be shaken off.

Everyone watched Sang Yuanyuan sling her hands around, flicking and rubbing, but Jinbei was sticking to her.

I saw Sang Yuanyuan's beautiful little face flushed with anxiety, and swiped and tossed, while that Jinbei was like a ball rolling on her hands, just not leaving her for half an inch.

Qin Wushuang: "...Sang Yuanyuan, don't throw it away!"

Just crazy!

Sang Yuanyuan raised those big black and white eyes and looked at Qin Wushuang innocently.

Qin Wushuang sighed: "Princess Sang, don't refuse any more, just accept it. The ancestors liked you and wanted us to befriend Sangzhou."

Everyone stared at the golden shell in Sang Yuanyuan's hands.

I saw that this thing seemed to have found its owner, rubbed her finger very intimately, and the golden light flashed and flashed again.

Qin Wushuang murmured and repeated: "Ancestor, we want Qinzhou and Sangzhou to be friendly..."

Under the watchful eyes of the public, how could Qin Wushuang dare to have any objection when the ancestors appeared like this?

She stared blankly at Qin Shizi who was beside her.

Qin Shizi was even dumber than her. At this moment, looking at Sang Yuanyuan, who was holding a golden shell in his hands, like a fairy, Qin Shizi's face had quietly turned red.

"Brother..."

Qin Shizi jumped up: "The ancestors chose a pure and kind person like Queen Sang, which is also a blessing for our Qinzhou! From now on, Qinzhou and Sangzhou will be brother states, and we will be friends from generation to generation! Princess Sang, whenever she needs anything, just speak to me! As long as I, Qin Wuliang, can do it, I will do whatever I can!"

He patted his chest and made a bold statement.

"Since it is the ancestor's order, then the golden shell was given to Sangzhou, and I hope the princess will not refuse!" Qin Shizi Qin Wuliang said it more sincerely than Qin Wushuang.

Sang looked at Jinbei lying quietly in the palm of his hand from a distance, and hesitated for a moment: "Then I will be disrespectful."

The Qin brothers and sisters nodded in unison.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at Han Shaoling again, smiling a little embarrassedly: "King of Hanzhou, look at this..."

Han Shaoling was already stunned.

Fang Cai, when he saw that the woman who didn't look like a mortal was entangled by the elf-like Jinbei and couldn't laugh or cry, he felt like a thunderstorm rolling in his heart. Greatest regret.

Jinbei chose Sang Yuanyuan, which was actually a very good thing for Han Shaoling.

It won't hurt his face, and... if he succeeds in taking Sang Yuanyuan into his pocket in the future, wouldn't this golden shell be returned to him again?

Thinking like this, Han Shaoling couldn't help laughing heartily: "Sir Qin is right, Queen Sang has a pure and kind heart, and it is truly a strange fate to be seen by the ancestors of the Qin family! This is a good thing, and I would like to add some congratulations. , I wish Qinzhou and Sangzhou a good marriage."

With him taking the lead, the rest of the people also echoed, and more or less sent some gifts to express their feelings.

Those sons who had the same idea as Han Shaoling, even made heavy gifts, just to leave a good impression on Sang Yuanyuan before the competition officially started.

Sang Yuan received a lot of money.

"Since Princess Qin has no intention of me, how can I force it." Han Shaoling smiled cheerfully, put the big red acacia in the bamboo trough in front of him, and said, "Everyone, continue."

At this moment, in addition to Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming, there were three other pairs on the banquet.

Seeing that the flowing water banquet was about to end, Sang Bujin let out a sweat on his forehead.

This is Yun Xuzhou's third time picking up and throwing flowers.

"Shizi Sang," Zhao Shizi, who was sitting beside Sang Bujin, couldn't help but persuade, "the regent doesn't want you to pick up her flowers, so don't keep pushing up, and give us one too. Chance?"

I've never seen such a shameless face.

Sang Bujin's voice became hoarse, he turned to Sang Yuanyuan and said, "Little sister, what do you mean by saying she?"

Sang Yuanyuan has a headache. She knows that she must force Sang Bujin to take this step, otherwise, his pursuit of his wife may not end.

"Maybe the Prince Regent has fallen in love with someone else, or brother, don't pick it up next time and see if it falls into someone else's hands?" Sang Yuanyuan suggested.

"How is that possible!" Sang Bujin's nostrils were smoking with anger, "She is like me, does she still want to marry someone else!"

Sang Yuanyuan said quietly: "Then you will tell others that you and the regent have already done that?"

Sang Bujin immediately blushed: "Of course not! I, how could I be that kind of despicable villain!"

"Isn't it over?" Sang Yuanyuan spread his hands.

Seeing that, Yun Xuzhou once again threw away the orange acacia that was picked up by Sang Bujin.

The waiter is ready to withdraw from the banquet.

Sang Bujin held the half flower in his hand and was reluctant to throw it away.

Not long after, the half thrown by Yun Xuzhou floated down in front of him.

Sang Bujin suddenly felt blessed, and he picked it up, gritted his teeth, kicked, and strode around the small mat, rushed to Yun Xuzhou, forcibly tied the flower in his temples, and pulled her. , said: "Ha! It's time to go to Fengtian High Platform!"

"At last, he looks like a man." Yun Xuzhou snorted lazily.

All the royal families let out a comprehensible boo.

...

The water feast is over.

A group of men and women of the royal family followed behind Han Shaoling and walked towards the Fengtian High Platform that stood at the highest point of the royal city.

Han Shaoling deliberately fell behind a few steps, wanting to be far away from Sang.

Yet she didn't even look at him at all.

She had put Jinbei away, and now she was talking to the guard beside her with a smile. The ice-blue acacia flower in her hair flickered from time to time, which contrasted with the half of the guard that was pinned to the front of her shirt.

Han Shaoling narrowed his eyes, and after a long while, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and headed towards Fengtian High Platform.

Fengtian Gaotai is located in the north of Wangcheng. It is a square black platform, more than 30 feet high. It is made of stone. The steps are surrounded by the platform, like a long dragon coiling around the towering black platform.

Under the leadership of Han Shaoling, a group of young talents from the royal family began to climb high.

Princess Baizhou failed to successfully sell herself, and the boss was not happy, she couldn't help but opened her mouth to look for Sang Yuan's bad luck, and said, "Princess Sang, I'm afraid it's not proper for you to bring a commoner here!"

Sang Yuanyuan was happily ascending the tower side by side with You Wuming at the moment. Hearing this, he immediately refused to agree and turned around and said, "My husband is a man from heaven, he can fly and can stand with him, It's the blessing that you have cultivated in your eight lifetimes, he doesn't dislike you, what else do you have to talk about."

Princess White: "..." Looking at Sang Yuanyuan's eyes, it was like looking at a mentally retarded.

Yun Xuzhou laughed loudly, and rewarded the princess of Baizhou with a knife: "It's none of your business! With so much nonsense, can you marry me!"

White Queen: "..."

After a stick of incense, everyone finally climbed to the top of Fengtian Terrace along the winding dragon road. Thirty feet high platform, there is no shelter nearby, and the wind is particularly strong.

The White Princess whispered to others in a low voice from behind: "The good intentions are not rewarded, you wait and see the good show! Only the royal family can participate in the Fengtiantai Ritual Ceremony. I dare to guarantee that Han Shaoling will definitely take the opportunity to get rid of this wild man!"

Han Shaoling walked to the stage.

In the middle of Fengtian Terrace, there is a huge eight-legged bronze incense burner.

There is a bronze archway behind the furnace, and there are many strange animals carved on it, which are hideous and simple. Below the archway is the sacrificial table.

The ceremony began.

The priests in white sent the offerings to the high platform, stood at the bottom of the last step, and entrusted the golden plates to Han Shaoling one by one.

Han Shaoling took the offerings, placed them on the sacrificial table in order, and lit the incense.

In the eight-legged bronze incense burner, the flames soared into the sky, and the cigarettes curled up, as if it could reach the ninety-ninth heaven.

After doing this, Han Shaoling walked slowly to the front of the high platform and began to silently recite the sacrificial text to pray for blessings.

Han Shaoling prayed in a low voice in front of him, and Sang Yuan couldn't help tugging at You Wuming's cuffs and whispered to him.

"Will you also bring your people to sacrifice to heaven?"

"of course."

She turned her head to look at him in disbelief: "How can you so honestly recite the last hour's prayer? I don't believe it."

You Wuming raised his eyebrows, turned his head sideways, and said to her in a low voice, "Anyway, no one can hear what I'm saying."

"Pfft."

Well, as far as the ceremony goes, that's totally fine.

She suddenly wanted to follow him to sacrifice to heaven.

Look at him standing in front of him seriously, murmuring, and then she will secretly throw some 'kelp' on him, and listen to what he is talking about.

Sang didn't come close.

He said unhappily: "After a while, seven or eight people have come to me to ask for a kiss. I said that you have promised someone, but you don't believe it. If you believe it, I also said that you have to fight for it."

Sang Yuanyuan smiled and said, "I want to fight for Jinbei."

"They are so beautiful!" He leaned closer, "Little sister, is there something wrong with you and the Qin ancestor?"

Sang Yuanyuan smiled mysteriously: "I won't tell you!"

Over there, Han Shaoling finally finished his prayer.

After doing some further etiquette, he took out the sacrificial incense and asked everyone to come forward to light it one by one, put it in the incense burner, and complete the ceremony.

"Licheng. You have worked hard." Han Shaoling smiled and nodded.

Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming finished the incense and prepared to go downstairs.

Suddenly, Han Shaoling stopped him very politely.

She looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, Princess Sang." Han Shaoling smiled, but his tone was as cold as a knife. "Fengtian high platform, except for the royal family, everyone who steps on it is a sacrifice. The rules are like this, the princess is not to blame."

"You mean him?" She pointed to You Wuming.

You Wuming raised his eyebrows and looked back lazily.

"He's my fiancé, isn't it?" Sang Yuanyuan asked seriously.

Han Shaoling smiled wickedly, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "That's naturally... sin plus one more degree."

He leaned back his tall body and said sternly: "Sang Shizi, please bring the princess down to the high platform first. If the rules are like this, I can't help you.

"

The Baizhou sisters happily joined up to meddle in their own business.

"Princess Sang, didn't I persuade you just now, how can you bring a lowly commoner to the high platform in Fengtian? Oh, you don't listen, and you still scold me. You really treat your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. Your lover is going to lose his head!"

Another White Princess sighed regretfully: "It's not necessarily a bad thing? Princess Sang has now obtained the Jinbei from Qinzhou and the oath of alliance. In these 18 states, she is a hot person. With Jinbei as a dowry, who is it? It doesn't matter how many times you marry someone, right! It's just a better one!"

Qin Wushuang's concept changed very quickly. Hearing this, he stood up in front of Sang Yuanyuan, and sneered at the two white princesses: "Sang's beauty and temperament, even if there is no Jinbei in Qinzhou, it is worth the ten. The best men in the eight states are coming to match, it's your turn to bet!"

Erbai: "..." Where is the Qin Wushuang who sneered at earlier? It's not necessary to be so sincere when it comes to flattering ancestors, right?

"Didn't you hate her just now?"

Qin Wushuang covered his mouth in horror: "Princess Bai, you can't talk nonsense. Princess Sang and I met each other and talked about happy topics. It's clear that you will be wrong!"

Erbai: "..."

Sister Baizhou's head is really not easy to use.

The relationship between the royal family is the same as that between the state and the state, it is still the same old saying - there are no permanent friends and enemies, only permanent interests.

Today, in the east of Qinzhou, the Huangfu clan is staring at them, and Jizhou in the south has fallen into the hands of You Wuming.

Can be described as beleaguered.

Qinzhou is eager to win over a powerful partner to fight the impending storm.

Even Jinbei was sacrificed, showing how urgent the King of Qinzhou was.

At this time, since the ancestors instructed Qinzhou to befriend Sangzhou, then the Qin family would naturally spare no effort to stand on the same front as Sangzhou. Even if Sang Yuanyuan was looking at Han Shaoling at the moment, Qin Wushuang would only laugh and praise "a match made in heaven".

Han Shaoling was in a hurry to commit the murder, and was impatient to listen to these women's long-winded words.

He took a step forward and politely smiled at the princesses: "The dinner is ready, everyone please—"

Use your body to drive people away.

Princess Bai was determined to see a good show, and said: "King Hanzhou, you just do your own business, don't pay attention to me, we Baizhou sacrifice to the sky with life sacrifices, and we are used to blood."

"Well." Han Shaoling turned to Sang Yuanyuan and said, "Princess Sang, the rules cannot be broken."

Sang Yuan is weak and pitiful and helpless: "Do you have to kill my husband? What if I want to live and die with him?"

You Wuming was already about to have an attack, but seeing that this actor was so good at acting, he couldn't help but point his forehead with his finger in annoyance, and looked at her with a headache, a look of helplessness and doting.

Sang Bujin frowned and stood up: "King of Hanzhou, is this how you treat guests?"

Yun Xuzhou sighed: "King of Hanzhou, you have to forgive people and forgive them, everyone is happy today, there is no need to be so ugly."

There's no harm in fighting here.

Han Shaoling said: "Sang Shizi, Prince Regent, the rules must not be broken. Han has absolutely no intention of neglecting his friends and neighbors. Please leave the stage for the banquet. After the last step of sacrifice, I will apologize to all of you. I will drink and be punished. !"

Han Shaoling slowly drew his sword, his sharp eyes fixed on You Wuming.

This person, no matter how he looks at it, he is not pleasing to the eye. Regardless of whether this person and Sang Yuanyuan are in trouble, they will take the opportunity to get rid of them today.

His eyes swept away, and he said to Sang Yuanyuan, "Princess, please move away."

"No—" Sang Yuan said, "I want to live and die with him! Even if I die, I will never let you hurt him if I jump from here!"

You Wuming: "..." She was afraid that she drank too much just now.

Thinking of the things she pestered him to do when she drank too much last time, his heart beat faster, and he didn't want to delay for a moment.

The white princess on the side laughed: "Queen Sang, didn't you say that your husband is a god and can fly? Otherwise, you can let him grow wings and fly away, so as to avoid the calamity of death."

"Yes!" Sang Yuanyuan looked at her with a smile, "Thank you for reminding me."

Han Shaoling suddenly remembered what she had said to him yesterday, which made him laugh and have a headache.

Until now, he still firmly believed that Sang Yuanyuan could never fall in love with others. Everything she did was just because of jealousy. It was no wonder that Han Shaoling was conceited. From childhood to adulthood, any woman of the right age would be fascinated by him. Upside down, he has long been used to it.

How could he allow others to meddle in the woman he likes? ! The acacia flower on the two of them is like a poisonous thorn, stabbing in his heart, if it is not removed, he will be troubled day and night.

Exactly, take this opportunity to show her what the strength of the Seventh Heaven of the Spiritual Glory Realm is!

Han Shaoling concentrated his energy and determined to use the strength to kill a cow to kill the chicken in a cool way, capturing Sang Yuanyuan's mind in one fell swoop.

Jin Lingyun erupted, covering the sword like a substance. Murder locked, ready to start.

"King of Hanzhou," Sang Yuanyuan suddenly put away his smile and said sternly, "Today we are here to be guests, not to fight. If you want to fight, next time you have a chance, you will have a good fight. If you don't want to. Leave me and my husband for dinner, then let's go."

"Fly away?" Han Shaoling laughed.

When he was speaking, he saw that Sang Yuanyuan had walked gently to the edge of the high platform.

Han Shaoling's expression changed slightly: "Come down, it's dangerous there."

she is sweet

He smiled and waved at You Wuming, then spread his arms, jumped back, and floated out from the high platform like a butterfly.

Han Shaoling turned pale in shock and slammed towards the edge of the high platform.

Where can you catch it?

I saw Sang Yuanyuan's ice blue gauze and black hair flying together in the wind. Although her figure was extremely light, she only stayed in the air for a moment before falling straight down!

The people on the high platform took a deep breath, ran to the edge, and looked at this stunning beauty who was falling rapidly in horror.

She is still laughing, her body is like an ice blue butterfly, falling, falling... There is no way to rescue her!

Just when everyone's mind was blank, a strong wind suddenly rushed over their heads.

I saw a pair of flaming wings, which appeared incomparably cool in the field of vision.

The fire wing flapped twice in the wind, leaving a trail of flames. Immediately, it swept straight down like an arrow, taking the soft ice-blue body into his arms.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled at him so much that she lost her eyes.

The flames rustled in the wind, and the lifeless figure was extremely neat. Using the wind, he fanned the fire wings twice, and then swept up smoothly.

"Brother, sister-in-law—" Sang Yuanyuan came in a clear voice with a laugh, "Let's take a step first, see you at the wedding—"

Those splendid flame wings scorched everyone's eyes, and in the voice of the cold air, the two flew straight over the king city by the wind, leaving only a bright flame mark in the air.

"Really fly, fly, fly away..." The white princess rolled her eyes and fainted in her sister's arms.

The short life has long been waiting outside the Wangcheng.

Seeing his master fly out of the city wall like a big flaming moth, he snorted with joy and scratched his hooves incessantly.

You Wuming embraced Sang Yuanyuan, landed on Shorty's back, and swept eastward.

Sang Yuanyuan originally thought he was going to return to Youzhou, but unexpectedly, after You Wuming took a lap, he quietly sneaked into a brothel.

"There is one good thing left to do."

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