In the Yan King's Mansion, the lights are brightly lit, just like daylight.

Some famous and surnameds in the world have been waiting for a long time.

Some fellow practitioners from the Southern Martial Arts rushed over to celebrate Murong Fu.

When Murong Fu stepped into the mansion, everyone congratulated each other.

"We will meet with the King of Yan! I wish the King of Yan a happy wedding."

Murong Fu waved his hand and was extremely domineering: "Haha, you fellow practitioners don't have to be too polite."

"Today's wedding night of Murong Fu, everyone must eat and drink well, don't be polite."

Everyone laughed and said, "Thank you, King Yan!"

People in the martial arts world are not so particular, unlike all officials who have to give a set of congratulations when drinking.

They are different, so they drink it.

Even a plate of peanuts can be drunk in a large jar.

Bao Duo said admiringly: "Fortunately, the mistress booked three restaurants in advance."

"Otherwise, it's not enough for this group of people to drink."

Bai Zhantang roughly calculated the number of people, and there were a total of 130 tables, with 20 people per table.

There are also some temporary small tables, with the number of people reaching about 3,000.

This meal alone may have to eat tens of thousands of taels of silver.

"Oh my god, King Yan is so rich."

"Haha, drink quickly, or I'll tell Zhanggui Tong that you would have a private chat with the female captain for an hour." Murong Fu patted Bai Zhantang on the shoulder and threatened.

Bai Zhantang begged with grievance, "Mr. Yan, we can't spread rumors. Hongling and I just said something."

"Haha, do you guess she believes it or not?" Murong Fu picked up the wine bowl, raised his head and took a big sip.

At this time, a young man stood up to toast and said:

"King Yan, my name is Liu Changlin, and he is a small figure in the southern martial arts world."

"You have never abandoned me today."

"The villain is very grateful. If there is any need in the future, the villain is willing to do his best."

Murong Fu laughed and said, "It's easy to say, everyone who comes today is my Murong Fu's brother."

When the others saw Liu Changlin toasting, they all came over!

Soon this unknown little person was drowned in the crowd.

The seven hundred jars of old wine were drunk by everyone in a blink of an eye.

They lay down on the ground, slept soundly and whispered to the sky.

Murong Fu waved his hand and asked the Ying Secret Guard to return him to the restaurant for a good rest.

He returned to his yard to perform the final ceremony of the wedding.

"There are four great things in life."

"I met sweet dew after a long drought, and met an old friend in a foreign land. When I was named on the gold list, I was in the bridal chamber at night."

"Hehe, today I got a happy life, beautiful, beautiful."

Murong Fu pushed open the door drunk and saw two beautiful ladies sitting in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh at him:

"Haha, I didn't expect that I, Murong Fu, would be drunk."

"A heavy shadow appeared in both eyes!"

Zhao Fujin was so angry when he heard Murong Fu's words.

My husband!

You're really drunk this time.

I actually forgot the dead girl next to me whom I married in temporarily.

Princess Roujia was also helpless and was so anxious.

I guessed that Murong Fu probably forgot about himself.

If she had known that she would not have regretted it and directly agreed to marry the other party, there would have been no embarrassing things today.

However, the two women could not speak before uncovering the veil, and could only wait anxiously.

Murong Fu picked up the wedding scale and prepared to lift the veil.

When he just put the scale on the veil of a woman.

A violent cough sounded on the other side.

Put it on the other side and cough on the other side.

He rubbed his eyes hard, feeling something was wrong.

It’s fine to have a ghost, is there a problem with the ear?

Thinking of this, he tried several more times and still did this.

I couldn't help but feel confused in my heart, and I used my magical power to disperse the alcohol from my body. The alcohol instantly formed a mist in the house.

After he woke up, he remembered the little episode of Princess Roujia and joked:

"How come you two little girls get together in the same room?"

The two princesses couldn't speak, so they could only express their dissatisfaction "Yeah, yeah".

Murong Fu smiled faintly and guessed the whole story.

Eighty-mostly everyone in the palace was the one who did not expect that Zhao Huan would marry another princess at the moment.

It was too late to redesign the bridal chamber and they could only put the two of them together.

There is a reason why these two people didn't want Murong Fu to lift the other party's veil.

The one who was first lifted was my sister.

The latter is a sister. In the future, if you have to bow and say hello in the mansion, you will easily be pushed by the other party.

Murong Fu teased twice, lifted Zhao Fujin's veil before he opened Princess Roujia.

I have to say that the two girls are naturally beautiful.

Coupled with today's careful dressing, all of them fascinated men.

"Hmph, I'm suffocating!"

Zhao Fujin was so angry that he stood up and stared at Princess Roujia fiercely.

Princess Roujia was not polite, not afraid of Zhao Fujin's eye attack at all.

Each other is like two little hens protecting food, staring at each other tightly

Zhao Fujin suddenly said, "You go out, I have arranged this wedding house for a long time. Why do you use it when you come up?"

Princess Roujia visited around and said disdainfully: "No wonder she is so ugly."

"Hmm? What do you mean, you are ugly." Zhao Fujin said unhappy.

"It's just ugly..."

"You go out if you think it's ugly..."

Murong Fu lay on the bed, crossing his legs, looking at the two princesses who were usually tall.

It's like two kids are quarreling, which is very interesting.

The two girls were so quarreled that their faces were red and their ears were red. They couldn't help feeling a little confused, and they even became drunk for a moment.

Murong Fu looked at the wine fog in the house and smiled. He had drunk too much in a few days, and the alcohol smell he excreted was extremely high, let alone two little girls who didn't understand martial arts.

Even if they are the top experts in the world, they can't stand much.

The two girls quarreled too fiercely, which caused them to breathe rapidly, so they naturally sucked all the wine into their bodies.

It is normal to be drunk.

But it was the first time he had met him since ancient times.

Zhao Fujin rubbed his temples, felt a little tired, waved his hand and said disdainfully:

"Hmph, I don't want to quarrel with you now. You go out right now. I'm going to have a bridal chamber."

Princess Roujia was not polite and said, "I don't want to quarrel with you yet."

"I also want to have a wedding room with King Yan!"

When Zhao Fujin heard this, he smiled proudly and said, "How do you do it?"

Princess Roujia raised her eyebrows and asked curiously: "What will happen?"
To be continued...