Poison Genius Consort Chapter 3: Don’t go, sister won’t mess with me

The surroundings were silent first, and then burst into laughter.

This is expected to be recorded in the history of Tianning Kingdom. Actually, let the bride come again tomorrow.

The spectators around are all laughing and pumping, and even many people in the pro team can't help but laugh out loud. Anyone has encountered this kind of thing for the first time.

In the sedan chair, Han Yunxi, who was calm and calm, finally narrowed her eyes slowly. Qin Wangfu was too bullying!

Wang Xipo walked back slumped, and sighed, "Oh, it's too embarrassing, I haven't seen such a thing for so many years as a Xipo! Go back, go back!"

However, just as the bearer lifted the coupe again, Han Yunxi gave a loud cry, "Wait!"

Uh ...

Who is speaking?

The crowd stopped, looked around, and couldn't find anyone who spoke.

"Mr. Wang, are you bothering to ask, when will tomorrow come?" Han Yunxi spoke again, calmly but with a majesty that could not be violated, her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone around her.

For a while everyone looked at Huajiao inconceivably. Is this really Han Yunxi talking? Shouldn't she cry in this case? How dare you talk, and speak so loudly?

"Mr. Wang, what are you still thinking about? Do you want this lady to hold you responsible for the wrong way?" Han Yunxi snapped sharply.

Ma's mother-in-law didn't expect it, she was shocked! The wrong way was explained by the toffee. Of course, the Qin Wangfu would not hold her, but the Han family really held it up, and she couldn't take it for a walk. By that time, the toffee would not protect her.

Why did Han Yunxi suddenly become worse?

Mr. Wang ca n’t take care of that much, and responds in a hurry, “Yes! Miss, wait a moment.”

"Oh!" Now knocking on the door was not gentle.

It's still the side door opened by the old door slave, "What are you doing, don't you understand again tomorrow?"

"What time will the bride ask tomorrow? I'll bother to inform the concubine." Mother-in-law begged kindly.

The old door slave was surprised, this bride is a little bit interesting, "Wait."

In the pavilion of the back garden of the royal palace, Yi Taifei was playing mahjong with several dying wives. She didn't worry about marrying her daughter-in-law.

After the emperor pro-government, the toffees left by the emperor died, and the guarding of the tombs was just a matter of concubine. No one dared to move. Even the queen mother gave her three points. Three years ago, he felt that the palace was boring and moved to the palace and his son.

The maid came over with her waist down, and bowed her head in her ears, "Master, bride, when will tomorrow come?"

Yi Fei is stumbling, she looks around, "Who did you ask?"

"New ... bride." The maid still answered with a low voice.

"You're not brave!" Yifei wondered, but she wasn't relieved when she was busy playing cards. She said casually, "It's still time."

Ask what the time is, and tomorrow, you have to be late.

"My own time." Wang Xipo took the words to the sedan chair.

Who knew Han Yunxi gave three words coldly, "Wait in place."

Many people around are aware that this Miss Han is wrong, but Wang Xipo is still headless and yells, "What?"

"The bride cannot do this, let's not block the door of others, isn't it? It will be a joke, it will be impossible, there is no reason for it! How can I wait to get married at the door of others?"

"You said you wouldn't go back. Why, would you curse me to be taken back to my family?" Han Yunxi asked coldly.

Isn't that what Wang Xipo said just now? Wang Xipo's speech was blocked.

"If you can't wait, you can leave. When you return to the Han family, you can't get my salary. Don't look for me." Han Yunxi reminded kindly.

Everyone looked at each other, and they became more and more aware that the bride was terrible, and no one dared to leave. They could only sit down and wait with the bride.

Wang Xipo saw this, she could not stand alone, she could only sit down beside the sedan. She couldn't help but want to raise the curtain to see how the bride looked like. Is it really ugly and timid like the legend? Will it be a substitution?

After a moment of hesitation, Wang Xipo timidly stretched out her hand ...

(End of this chapter)