Yun Jiuling's beautiful eyes slightly rippled, and his expression was mysterious and he was secretly happy. He bowed slightly and bowed to Li Chan with his hands:

"Xiao Jiu pays homage to Princess Ping'an!"

"No gift."

Li Chan said with a cold face and hummed:

"I give you a magic mirror to take pictures of some life materials about Yourong. You should do it every day in the Imperial College!"

Yun Jiuling hurriedly came over and licked his pretty little face and said:

"The princess doesn't know anything. My sister was not close to men before, so there was nothing to do with her.

Now it’s different. My sister is about to get married. The reason must be very exciting!”

Li Chan frowned suddenly.

"This lovely woman who kills Qiandao... she forgot about me so quickly!"

"This is a good thing. When my sister has a man, no one will criticize you. In the name of normal good sisters, isn't the princess more things that can do?"

"You have many ideas... Let's talk about it, what a perfect man he is, who can impress Yourong?"

"He is a ninth-rank disciple of the Confucian and Taoist Academy named Jiang Chen. He looks handsome and has a good poetic talent.

My background and talent are a little worse, but I seem to be quite hardworking and can't extricate myself from practicing.

I heard that it was because I accidentally touched my sister's body and was forcibly caught by my sister as my son-in-law."

"Can such a man spare?"

"The princess is so bad.

My brother-in-law was caught by my sister, and then saved her life by my sister. After marriage, she would definitely be very obedient and dare not disobey her senior sister. Such a man is a treasure.

If one day in the future, the princess will be a concubine for her brother-in-law, wouldn’t she be with her sister openly every day?”

Li Chan glanced at Yun Jiuling coldly.

"Do you dare to arrange this palace?"

Yun Jiuling was so scared that he stuck out his tongue.

"Ahem, it's just a nice suggestion. Princess should not take it to heart. It's not good to have too many fantasies and hurt your body."

Li Chan gave Yun Jiuling a blank look, and she had long been used to her imagination without a lower limit.

"If you want me to tell me, the most strange thing in the Tang Dynasty is that the princesses can't get married every day!

My Tang Dynasty was founded for thousands of years, and the spiritual energy was revived for eight hundred years. Those dog tribes still looked down on my Li family dynasty and just destroyed the clans one by one. Could it be that I still want to continue the incense for thousands of years?

What else do you say is that the princess of the Li family is unruly... they are all prejudices!

Is this gentle man going to heaven?”

Yun Jiuling was stunned and asked curiously:

"Did the princess refer to the last time she sat in the powder barrel to heaven?"

Li Chan's eyes twitched slightly, and she continued to talk to herself:

"I have a hard life.

The palace is so boring. If I could marry a good man, would I still like a woman?

I never thought that my dignified Princess of the Li family would have to become a concubine in your fantasy.”

Yun Jiuling laughed and comforted:

"It's just a form, times have changed, princess!

Back then, my aunt was also a princess, so she also started with a concubine, and she was only reborn after she died of her wife.

The princess really wants to be bigger and can make my sister small, she will definitely not care about such trivial things.

In my opinion, my sister may not necessarily have sex with him, and you will not have sex with him. You can sleep with my sister."

"You're so messy!"

Li Chan had a stern face and her voice was filled with anger.

"The son-in-law also has dignity. If his wife and concubines don't have sex with him, would you let your sister-in-law replace him?"

Yun Jiuling thought about it seriously and shook his head.

"This kind of story cannot be passed!"

Li Chan gave her a blank look.

"Are you afraid to think about the story? Besides, you are not surnamed Cui... Where is the son-in-law now? I will go and take a look first."

Yun Jiuling took out the broken mirror of the lens and said sadly:

"My magic mirror was accidentally broken by my brother-in-law last night."

"It's okay, I'll give you new one."

"At noon today, Baicao Garden...there will be a big show!"

...

Baicao Garden, bamboo forest to the east.

Because Wuyue has been cultivating in the pool, Jiang Chen didn't have the nerve to take a bath, so he kept me in the bamboo forest for a night.

Fortunately, Assistant Yun’s magic mirror cannot penetrate the high-level defensive formation that covers the hot springs, otherwise he would have to be a complete set.

It's dawn.

Jiang Chen got up, went to the bamboo house to take a look, and then went to the hot spring to take a look, but he didn't see the senior sister.

Even Wuyue disappeared.

"Wuyue, are you here?"

"What's the matter?"

The little maid dares to ask her master what she is doing? She is worthy of being a woman with menstruation!

"I'll ask if you're here?"

"exist."

After training the maid, Jiang Chen asked:

"Sister sister hasn't come back yet, will it be in danger?"

"No."

"Since that's the case, I'm resting."

As he said this, Jiang Chen took off his clothes, wades into the water, and closes his eyes to maintain his health.

...

Si is right, that is, ten o'clock in the morning.

The Zhang family came to propose marriage.

So, a magical scene happened.

On the other hand, the Zhang family was led by the Cui family's grandmother, and the gongs and drums were loud and loud, and they ran to the Cui family to propose marriage.

On the other hand, the Cui family was preparing for another wedding with great fanfare.

Neighbors all think that this is a sign of troubled times.

Six people came to the Zhang family.

They are—

Grandmother of the Zhang family, a sixth-grade Zen master.

Zhang's mother, a seventh-rank Confucian teacher.

Mr. Zhang himself is an eighth-rank Confucian scholar.

The matchmaker of the Zhang family, the third in command of the military weapon supervision, Li Luo, and the fifth-rank craftsman.

There are also two entourage driving.

There is another person, Cui Yourong's grandmother, who came to be a matchmaker for the Cui family.

A total of six boxes of betrothal gifts were carried: high-quality cotton, gold, high-quality jade, two spiritual beasts, and eight thousand spiritual entities.

Although there are many gifts, the etiquette is still not enough.

Even in the Xianwu era, most of the six marriage rituals were simple, and I had never seen anyone who directly brought the ceremony without the words of the matchmaker.

The Cui family received the news only one hour in advance.

The power of Qiu Gong was supported by the people of the court and the people, and the Cui family nodded, and the Zhang family proposed to marry with a condescending attitude.

Even Mr. Zhang himself has come, wanting to see the bride in advance.
To be continued...