Chapter 807 I Do

Jun Xiqing didn't think much of it. In ancient times, emperors were in high positions. Who could live as they pleased?

When her parents were still alive, they always held her in their arms and said that they only wanted her to be a carefree and happy girl.

However, she chose this path.

Even if she was limited in age and would be trapped in this imperial city for the rest of her life, she would not regret it.

She would move forward in big strides.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the maid outside the door whispered, "Madam."

Pingping looked at Jun Xiqing, "Madam, I'll go out and take a look."

"Okay."

Jun Xiqing took off her coat, then raised her little hand to take off the green hairpin, letting her long black hair fall down.

In the future, she was afraid that she would have to keep her hair tied up.

At this time, Ping Ping came back, "Madam."

Jun Xiqing glanced at Ping Ping, who was hesitant to speak, "What's wrong?"

Ping Ping carefully observed Jun Xiqing's expression and hesitated, "Madam, I just heard the news that Country A has announced to the world that at the end of this month, the Lord of Country A will marry the Saint Dongfang Ruoli and make Dongfang Ruoli the queen."

Jun Xiqing's lively eyes suddenly froze. Is he getting married?

He had just ascended the throne, and now he was about to get married. It was really a double happiness, and he was very proud.

"Oh," Jun Xiqing replied lightly, "Then prepare a wedding for me and give it to him..."

Jun Xiqing's words stopped abruptly, and her slender feathers fell down. She hooked her red lips, "Forget it, he didn't send me a wedding invitation. It would be wishful thinking for me to give him a gift rashly..."

"Madam." Ping Ping called softly.

Jun Xiqing raised her foot and came to the window, stretched out her hand to push the window open, the cold wind outside blew on her delicate face, she was wearing a long dress and fluttering, she seemed to be a fairy.

He was going to marry Dongfang Ruoli?

She thought of it.

That day in the imperial city, she saw him reaching out to touch Dongfang Ruoli's face in the garden. He didn't love Dongfang Ruoli, but loved Dongfang Ruoli's face that was similar to Sister Mo'er.

Jun Xiqing felt a little lost, thinking of the day she left, he was so heartless.

She always knew that he loved Sister Mo'er in his heart, but she didn't know that she didn't have a place in his heart, not even Dongfang Ruoli's substitute.

Her youth was tragic.

She lost her body, her heart, and was kicked away in the end.

It is said that life should have a sense of ritual. On the day she broke up with him, she choked and said, "I don't want to see you again in the future", and he said an insignificant "I'm sorry", and it ended so hastily.

Maybe it was imperfect, so that she couldn't let it go for a long time.

No matter how thin and beautiful he was, in her eyes, he was just a bastard who bullied her.

Pingping had been with the Queen for so long. The 20-year-old Queen was calm and measured, and witty. Although she was a woman, ten men couldn't compare to her. It was the first time that Pingping saw the Queen show such a faint and unhidden sadness.

"The Queen..." Pingping hesitated, "If the Lord of Country A asked you to go back to him now, would you go back?"

Jun Xiqing didn't answer this question.

After a long silence, she said, "There is no if in life, I refuse to answer."

...

The next day.

Jun Xiqing got up late and was two minutes late for the morning meeting, which caused strong dissatisfaction among the elders. How could a dignified female president sleep in?

Jun Xiqing glanced at the elders without changing her expression, shocking them, and she secretly stuck out her tongue again.

"Lady," Ping Ping came over and handed over a wedding invitation, "This is a wedding invitation from the Silver-faced King of Country A. He will marry General Shi Shi's daughter Shi Xiaoxiao in two days, and invites you to attend his wedding banquet."

What?

Jun Xiqing's heart skipped a beat, "Who did you say the Silver-faced King is marrying?"

"Lady, it's Shi Xiaoxiao."

"..."

Jun Xiqing was speechless. What's wrong with these two men? Are they getting married just to get together?

Xuanying married Shi Xiaoxiao, so what about Sister Lingling?

"Lady, are you going?" Ping Ping asked in a low voice, "Are you going to Country A?"

If you go to Country A, you will definitely see the Lord of Country A, Lu Yeming.

Encounter, unexpectedly.

...

Country A.

On the day of the wedding banquet.

Hanshan Garden held a grand wedding party, and all the dignitaries of Country A were present. The last one to come was a bulletproof presidential luxury car, and Lu Yeming came in person.

Xuanying was wearing a black suit, tall and handsome, with a dazzlingly handsome face, but there was a chill lingering around him.

"Master." At this time, Zhou walked in.

Xuanying glanced at Zhou, "What is Lingling doing?"

"Miss Xia is in her room. She asked me to tell you that she wishes you... a happy wedding."

Happy wedding?

Xuanying curled his thin lips, "Send someone to protect her, and don't let her make any mistakes."

"Yes."

At this time, a knock on the door sounded, and Lu Yeming's tall and jade-like figure walked in.

"Master." Xuanying nodded slightly.

Lu Yeming stepped forward, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and patted his shoulder with the hand wearing a watch, "Congratulations."

Xuanying raised his eyes and looked at Lu Yeming, "I heard that the master is going to see the Saint Dongfang Ruoli?"

Lu Yeming's deep phoenix eyes were calm, and he didn't say a word.

Xuan Ying said calmly, "That's great. By the way, Master, I sent a wedding invitation to Miss Jun two days ago, inviting her to attend my wedding banquet, but I don't know if she will come today."

Fan Men at the door heard this and his eyes lit up. Miss Jun is coming?

Fan Men secretly looked at Lu Yeming, but the man's expression never changed, as if... it had nothing to do with him.

...

The wedding banquet began, but Jun Xiqing didn't come.

Shi Xiaoxiao, wearing a white wedding dress, appeared in the center of the hall. She happily and sweetly took Xuan Ying's arm and came to the pastor.

Xia Ling stayed in the room all the time. She sat on the bed, hugging her knees with her two slender arms.

She heard it.

She clearly heard the wedding vows below.

The pastor said---Miss Shi Xiaoxiao, are you willing to marry Mr. Xuan Ying as your wife, and from now on, the couple will be one, and never leave each other?

Shi Xiaoxiao replied, "I do."

---Mr. Xuan Ying, are you willing to marry Miss Shi Xiaoxiao as your wife, and from now on, the couple will be one, and never leave each other?

Xia Ling listened carefully, and heard him silent for a moment, and then his deep and magnetic voice came slowly over---I do.

Xia Ling hugged her knees and buried her little face deeply in her knees, her eyes moistened, and big tears fell down.

She cried and couldn't speak.

...

The wedding was over.

Xuan Ying and Shi Xiaoxiao went upstairs. Xuan Ying came to the door of the study, stretched out his long legs and kicked the door open.

Shi Shi was inside.

Xuan Ying stretched out his slender fingers to loosen the tie around his neck, and forced out a cold syllable from his throat, "Where is my daughter?"