Chapter 852 Let’s Get Married

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Jun Xiqing looked up and said in surprise, "Master Mu, why is it you?"

It was Mu Yanfeng.

Mu Yanfeng stepped forward and gently helped Jun Xiqing up, "This is a small tribe near the Saint Maiden Clan. Our Mu family is developing oil here. I happened to come here to inspect. I didn't expect to see you fainted on the grassland. I rescued you."

Jun Xiqing was very grateful, "Master Mu, thank you."

"You're welcome. I have asked the husband here to bandage you. You should exercise less, don't touch water, and cultivate more. The wound will heal slowly."

"Okay."

Jun Xiqing lifted the quilt and got out of bed slowly.

Her feet fell to the ground and she put on her shoes. As soon as she stood up, she suddenly felt a piercing pain in her shoulder and slid to the ground.

"Xiqing, be careful!"

Mu Yanfeng quickly reached out and hugged Jun Xiqing tightly.

The girl Xianchen's body was soft and boneless, and exuded a faint girl's fragrance. Mu Yanfeng froze.

Jun Xiqing looked up and found that she was close to Mu Yanfeng's handsome face.

Mu Yanfeng gently hugged her slender waist, "Xiqing, I like you very much, let's get married?"

Let's... get married?

Jun Xiqing's smart pupils shrank suddenly, shocked, this young master Mu actually proposed to her?

"I..." She didn't know what to say.

At this time, a low and magnetic voice sounded in her ears, with a bit of gloomy sarcasm, "Last time I caught you having an affair, this time I didn't come, you are going to get married?"

Jun Xiqing looked up and saw a tall and straight figure standing by the door. Lu Yeming came.

He came.

The man stood against the light of the morning sun, and his jade-like facial features were shaped with a bright yellow halo, dazzling and blushing.

He stood there, his deep phoenix eyes fell on her small face.

Their eyes met.

Mu Yanfeng still hugged Jun Xiqing's soft waist, he looked at Lu Yeming, "It turned out to be President Lu, I like Xiqing, and I am proposing to Xiqing."

Lu Yeming hooked his thin lips, and a cold evil flowed from his narrow eyebrows. He was born with a sense of superiority and contempt, and he was the king of the whole scene.

"Master Mu, have I ever told you that you can't touch my woman."

Mu Yanfeng's eyes suddenly became fierce.

At this time, a strong wind blew over. No one saw how Lu Yeming made his move. In the blink of an eye, he reached over like lightning, and his long arms clasped Jun Xiqing's slender waist, and pulled hard.

The next second, Jun Xiqing's delicate body fell into Lu Yeming's strong and thin arms.

Hiss.

Jun Xiqing groaned in pain, and her wound was torn again.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yeming lowered his eyes and looked at her.

"You hit my wound!" Jun Xiqing glared at him unhappily.

"You deserve it! Who told you to seduce men everywhere outside? You got all these rotten peach blossoms. Do you think I'm dead?"

Lu Yeming stretched out his hand and pressed the wound on her shoulder.

"..."

Jun Xiqing was furious and bit his hand.

She bit very hard, like a kitten with its fur standing up, opening its mouth, revealing its cute little canine teeth, and quickly biting a circle of delicate teeth marks on his hand.

She also bit him until he bled.

Lu Yeming's eyes darkened, and his tall and straight body lowered and kissed her little face, "Be good, don't be angry anymore."

His low voice was slightly hoarse, and it was indescribably seductive.

"..."

Jun Xiqing let go of his hand and punched him with her fist.

Lu Yeming stretched out his strong arms and hugged her whole body in his arms. Just as he had imagined before, he rubbed her soft and fragrant body, wishing he could rub her into his arms.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing, I'm late..."

Jun Xiqing's eyes were red, and her two little hands fell down, holding him weakly.

Mu Yanfeng, who was watching this scene, was like an outsider. He couldn't get into the world of these two people at all.

Mu Yanfeng walked out.

……

At this time, someone came outside, and a familiar voice came over, "Master, the scenery here is beautiful, let's stay here for two days."

It was Dongfang Ruoli.

Dongfang Ruoli and the fake Lu Yeming came.

Jun Xiqing reached out and pushed Lu Yeming away.

Lu Yeming looked at her deeply, then put on a human-skin mask and a peaked cap, and turned into Aga again.

"President Jun, what a coincidence, I met you here."

Dongfang Ruoli looked at Aga again.

She was so angry that she wanted to be itchy. That night, she lowered her posture, but was interrupted by Jun Xiqing.

If Jun Xiqing didn't interrupt, this Aga would definitely fall in love with her.

Dongfang Ruoli looked at Aga with a spring face.

At this time, someone said, "Master, Queen, there is a water splashing festival in the tribe today, let's go and have fun together."

...

The clear river stretches to the bottom, and the unmarried boys and girls in the tribe splash water in the river. The most handsome boys and the most beautiful girls are splashed with the most water.

Aga came to the river. He was dressed in black and was quite low-key, but he was surrounded by a clean and indifferent temperament. Several girls in the river secretly looked at him and blushed quickly.

I don't know which bold girl splashed water on him, and then more and more girls splashed water on him.

Aga's figure is not the exaggerated figure of a fitness instructor, but it has a noble and perfect S-curve.

Jun Xiqing couldn't touch the water, so she could only sit on a big rock and dipped her two snow-white feet into the cool water, which was extremely comfortable.

She looked sideways at Ajia. He was surrounded by a group of girls. She saw his profile, straight and strong shoulder blades, concave waist, hips that were more upturned than a woman's, and his long body that stood tall in the river. Side, making those girls chirping, blushing and heartbeating.

Jun Xiqing whistled mischievously.

Hearing the whistle, Ajia turned his head and looked at her.

Ajia looked at Jun Xiqing. She was wearing a black dress of ethnic origin. Her long hair was casually pulled into a flower bone. Her slender face was as white and delicate as porcelain jade, which made people's hearts beat. .

Now she was playing with the water with her two little feet, and a string of crystal water splashed up. She looked at him boldly with her beautiful eyes, and whistled to him in an improper way, like others, so bad and nasty that it made him feel bad. itch.

Look how fascinated those girls are by him.

Ajia didn't even look at the faces of the little girls. He unzipped his long legs and stepped into the river.

As soon as he came, he took away the glory of all the boys in the clan, and some boys stared at him unconvinced.

But when Ajia came over, they automatically made way for them.

The aura of Ajia, who has been immersed in high positions for many years, is not something that these young boys can resist.

Ajia walked forward and came to Jun Xiqing.

His hair and face were covered with water, and his bangs were wet and stuck to his forehead. He looked like a member of a noble family, exceptionally young and handsome.

Staring at her flowery little face with deep phoenix eyes, he chuckled, "What are you whistling for?"

As soon as he arrived, he attracted all eyes.

Jun Xiqing felt like she had been hit by countless darts, and the jealous girls came over her.

Jun Xiqing smiled, her bright red mouth became round, and she whistled at him again.

Ajia stretched out her long fingers and picked up her little feet in the water.

Jun Xiqing hid, "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Ajia gently pinched her little feet and used his shirt to help her wipe the water droplets on them. "You have an injury on your shoulder. Don't play with cold water. Go up."

He wiped her feet with his clothes, looking attentive.

Jun Xiqing's slender feathers trembled.

He has always been very good to women, gentle, gentlemanly, considerate, compassionate, and generous. He can be called a perfect lover.

Jun Xiqing pulled back her little feet forcefully, "Why should I listen to you, go away!"

Lu Yeming hugged her directly.

Jun Xiqing glanced around and saw countless pairs of eyes staring at them, especially the beautiful little girls. They were so fascinated by his series of domineering CEO style that he wished he could replace her with himself.

Dongfang Ruoli also came, and her jealous eyes stared straight at Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing's snow-white earlobes were a little red, but she still wanted to be embarrassed, so she reached out and pushed him, "Then let me go and let me go up."

Jun Xiqing got up using her hands and feet, then ran away.

…

Seeing her pretty figure disappear from sight, Ajia turned around and went ashore.

Dongfang Ruoli looked at Ajia.

But nothing was seen. Fanmen came over in time and put a bath towel around Ajia's shoulders.

Ajia didn't even look at her and just passed her by.

Dongfang Ruoli was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

She clenched her fists and dug her nails into her palms. She was just a subordinate with a humble status. Why was she pulling?

It cost 2,580,000 yuan, and he looked more like the master than the master!

…

In the evening, bonfire party.

Ping Ping was delivered and saw that Jun Xiqing was safe and sound. Ping Ping cried with joy and cried for a long time.

Jun Xiqing sat on the bed, took off her coat, and exposed her white shoulders.

Her shoulder was scratched by the eight-clawed iron hook, leaving several deep blood marks. The girl's delicate white and fragrant skin was crystal clear, but now the beauty was ruined by the few blood marks.

Ping Ping carefully changed the dressing and said distressedly, "Nvjun, the injury on this shoulder will heal, but I'm afraid there will be scars in the future. When I return to the Presidential Palace, I must find a good medicine that can remove scars!"

"Okay, leave it all to Ping Ping."

At this time, the sound of singing and dancing by the bonfire came from outside, and Jun Xiqing's eyes lit up, "Pingping, let's go out and have some fun too."

…

Bonfire party.

A bonfire rose on the lawn, and the people drank, chatted, and danced.

"Miss Jun, this is our home-brewed rice wine. Come and have a drink." The tribesman said enthusiastically.

Jun Xiqing took a sip of rice wine and said, "Well, it tastes really good."

"This was brewed by us when the Dongfang family of the Saint Clan gave birth to a new Saint. It has been twenty-three years now."

"The new saint, isn't she Dongfang Ruoli?" Jun Xiqing said.

The old clan member shook his head, "The current Saint Dongfang Ruoli was elected, but the real Saint disappeared twenty-three years ago."

What?

This was the first time Jun Xiqing heard this story.

The old people were lost in their memories and sighed with emotion, "Twenty-three years ago, when the new saint was born, the sky was full of morning glow. This was an auspicious sign. This new saint was born with the fate of the Phoenix Queen, which is precious. "

"We were so happy at the time. The entire Saint Maiden clan partyed for days and nights, and every family brewed this rice wine."

"But one day, the new saint suddenly disappeared, and the saint clan had to nominate a girl from a branch of the Dongfang family, namely Dongfang Ruoli, as the new saint. In fact, her bloodline is not pure at all."

It turned out that Dongfang Ruoli was a fake, so where did the real saint go?

Jun Xiqing drank a bowl of rice wine, and then Pingping came to pull her, "Nujun, let's go dance."

"Oh, okay."

...

Jun Xiqing and Pingping danced around the bonfire, surrounded by a group of unmarried boys.

The boys all looked at Jun Xiqing. After drinking a little rice wine, Jun Xiqing's delicate face was stained with two intoxicating blushes, and her slender figure twisted. She was not as good as those who practiced dancing professionally, but she had a pure and charming charm in her youth, which attracted the boys to look back.

Jun Xiqing was the most beautiful girl they had ever seen.

The most beautiful girls in this clan were not as beautiful as her.

On one side, in a corner with a dim light, Fanmen stood respectfully, while Lu Yeming and the high priest of the Saint Maiden Clan were talking.

Lu Yeming's deep phoenix eyes fell on the high priest's face, "The Saint Maiden Clan has always been an independent tribe outside of Country A. Yuan Ming was the tribe leader before, but now he has run away, so I will hand over the Saint Maiden Clan to you."

The high priest was terrified, "My Lord, I can only govern the Saint Maiden Clan temporarily. When I find the real Saint Maiden, I will hand over the Saint Maiden Clan to the Saint Maiden. She is the real queen of the Saint Maiden Clan."

"High priest," Fanmen said, "How can we find the Saint Maiden who has been missing for 23 years?"

The high priest looked at Lu Yeming, "My Lord, Dongfang Ruoli is a fake Saint Maiden, and the real Saint Maiden is your destined bride."

Lu Yeming did not react. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and saw Jun Xiqing dancing around the bonfire.

She was very eye-catching in the crowd, and many boys were around her. She twisted her hands and feet and danced happily.

She was the most beautiful in the whole place.

She attracted everyone's attention.

Lu Yeming pursed his thin lips, and his handsome eyelids were stained with a bit of gloom and frost because of displeasure.

He walked over.

...

Many people were dancing, and Lu Yeming was tall and straight as he shuttled through the crowd. Suddenly, a girl bumped into him.

"Ouch."

The girl screamed and looked back quickly. When she saw Lu Yeming, several girls blushed quickly.

"Sorry... I'm sorry..."

Lu Yeming's cold eyes fell on the girl and said indifferently, "It's okay."

The girl was so happy that she almost fainted.

Lu Yeming stepped forward, and his arrival caused a series of commotions. Many people stopped dancing and automatically made way for him.

Lu Yeming is the kind of man who has his own aura even when walking.

He stopped in front of Jun Xiqing, smiling and saying, "Are you showing off again?"

Jun Xiqing glanced at him, the haunted man.

Because of dancing, a layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her flushed face, and a few strands of hair were entangled in her swan-like graceful neck. Her innocence was intertwined with a bit of tenderness. She raised her willow eyebrows and looked at him, "President Lu, I'm dancing, please move aside."

Lu Yeming's eyes were deep and hot. He licked his dry thin lips with his tongue. He smiled softly, "Then dance with me."

He swung his noble and narrow waist gracefully.

"Ah!"

Jun Xiqing heard a group of girls screaming excitedly.

Lu Yeming had received the most orthodox education in the royal family. He was first-class in all kinds of social dance. Now in front of the bonfire, he didn't dance obviously, but just cooperated with her and moved twice, but the way he swung lazily with one hand in his trouser pocket was like a sexy temptation walking on the streets of France.

She smacked her lips helplessly. Who was showing off? Lu Yeming, a man who was more seductive than a woman!

"President Lu, dance by yourself. I won't dance anymore."

Jun Xiqing turned and left.