Cen Zhan did not realize that the danger was coming step by step.

He was completely immersed in the joy of being a prince consort.

When the bridal chamber is over, the mad dragon is eating and drinking in the hall.

Cen Zhan will lead the military generals under the right prime minister to besiege the hall!

Kill the Mad Dragon!

Respect the King!

At that time, you can not only win the hearts of beautiful people, but also get promoted!

It is not impossible to split the land and be named a marquis in such a thing as a king.

But at the moment, his mind was full of Sikong Yanwu.

Red tape is inevitable at weddings.

After all, the princess got married and was about to restore the country to Beihai.

Sikong Zhaixing also has a meaning of joy.

Everything has been going well within the Beihai Royal Court recently.

When the princess's wedding is over, he plans to release the left and right ministers through a special amnesty.

At least for the time being, Beihai will easily lose control if he leaves his two confidant ministers.

It took Sikong Zhaixing a while to gradually undermine the power of the two and hand over the power of the prime minister to the prince consort.

After finally completing a process, when the sound of "sending into the bridal chamber" sounded-

Sikong Yanwu and Cen Zhan couldn't wait to enter the bridal chamber.

This is a common point.

However, there are differences... there are also some.

Cen Zhan suppressed his inner excitement and walked carefully step by step.

I was afraid that I would lose my feet before entering the room.

As I was about to get to complete the most important thing in my life, I had already walked 99% of the progress.

Now is the last step!

It must not be exposed!

His heart was beating wildly!

His face turned a little red.

Sikong Yanwu began to think about how to take revenge for a while!

I slap myself in the morning, but I actually slap myself in the head at night?

The dignified Princess of Beihai is also a perfect existence in the small court of Wujiang Province.

But now, the man in front of him was repeatedly flirted with him!

The clay Buddha is still full of anger, not to mention Sikong Yanwu, who has always been irritable.

"Give me a gift to the princess, prince consort!"

When the two of them walked to Sikong Yanwu's bedroom, the maids behind them stopped consciously and stood outside the door of the bedroom.

Cen Zhan couldn't wait to walk in.

Bang!

The door was closed.

Cen Zhan is excited!

At a loss!

He wanted to speak, but he didn't dare.

If someone outside hears it, wouldn’t it be troublesome?

"Husband, drink." Sikong Yanwu gently poured wine into the cup and brought it to Cen Zhan himself.

"You must drink wine."

She chuckled, and Cen Zhan was immediately panicked.

I didn't even hear this sentence at all. It was similar to Dalang's medicine.

The dog licked the dog could not withstand this call for husband at all.

Cen Zhan trembled and stretched out his hand, excitedly unable to hold the cup.

"Drink...drink..."

He spoke stutteringly.

"You're here first. We'll have a drink after you finish drinking." Sikong Yanwu's lips raised slightly and she smiled happily.

This time, I was really happy.

Seeing her heart-like smile, Cen Zhan held the wine glass in a daze, his eyes stopped rolling.

Just like dreaming.

Even if he dreams, he dare not dream like this.

In the morning, I was still a stray dog ​​and was chased by Beihai.

But at night, he turned into a prince consort.

Not only can you marry the goddess you are thinking about, but you can even personally expose the shocking conspiracy and save Beihai!

Turn the tide!

hero!

Cen Zhan feels that he is the hero of Beihai!

A hero with a beauty!

"drink!"

Cen Zhan raised his glass and drank it all in one go!

fragrant!

This wine is really fragrant!

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, feeling a little confused.

Looking at the dream lover in front of me, it was a bit illusory.

Sure enough, if you don’t get drunk, you will be drunk by yourself.

"Husband, do you still drink it?"

Sikong Yanwu picked up the wine pot and walked to Cen Zhan, smiling happily.

"drink……"

As soon as Cen Zhan opened his mouth, he immediately covered his mouth with his hands.

The sound was almost exposed.

Fortunately, he was a little confused and speechless, so that Sikong Yanwu did not notice any abnormalities.

"Husband, you're drunk."

Sikong Yanwu pulled out a sharp dagger from behind, and mustard oil kept dripping from it.

"I'll help you change your clothes."

As she said that, she stretched out her slender hand and gently unbuttoned Cen Zhan's top.

Gulu!

Cen Zhan sat on the chair, swallowed, and his face turned red.

He was trembling a little and his whole body was in a hazy state.

Enjoy, and happy.

"Husband, if I want to care about you, will you give it to me?"

Sikong Yanwu's dagger quietly poked out.

"I'll give you everything..."

Cen Zhan said softly.

"Then I want..."

Puchi!
To be continued...