Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

Chapter 161 1 green smoked ink dye (30)

"Hehe~" Pei Xinyuan put her finger against her lips and smiled sweetly, "My brother bought a wedding room and asked me to help decorate it~"

And here is where she dresses and where he welcomes his bride.

The maid outside walked in and whispered, "The time has come, madam, the young commander is waiting for you outside."

The maid also congratulated her, with a sincere smile on her face, filled with relief and expectation, "Madam, happy wedding!"

She looked at herself in the mirror.

Her eyebrows are delicate, dotted with rouge and lip makeup, which makes her look a little more gorgeous than usual. Her snow-white skin and black hair make her look extremely beautiful.

The wedding dress was as bright as fire, and she actually felt that this look was a bit strange.

After staring blankly for two seconds, he smiled again, like a peach blossom blooming in spring, making people unable to take their eyes away.

As the hijab slowly fell, it blocked her sight.

She was supported by someone and walked out until she could see a hand stretched out to her. Her skin was cold and white, and the lines in her palm could be clearly seen. It was slender and beautiful.

And she slowly stretched out her hand and put it on it.

……

Not many people came this time.

There were so many people trying to squeeze in at Young Marshal Pei's wedding.

Pei Jiu only prepared fifty marriage proposals, all of which were handwritten by him, stroke by stroke, and carefully traced.

He is actually very gentle and delicate, and he also knows how to take care of her feelings.

But at the end of the day, she was still exhausted.

Sitting on the bed covered with a bright red quilt, regardless of appearance, he just lay down like this, and then hung his waist.

[I’m so tired, I definitely can’t do it a second time. ] She held her forehead and pinched her temples.

Ning Qi changed herself into a red-haired skin and was rolling on the bed. She was supposed to let it monitor Chu Yao, but just now, it flew back on its own.

[The little emperor has already changed into his cloak, and she is waiting quietly in the room. 】Ning Qidao.

[Go back, watch, and tell me anytime. ] She pursed her lower lip.

Ning Qi complied and flew away again.

Not long after, the door was pushed open from the outside.

A mellow smell of wine slowly spread in the room along the air. It was fragrant but not strong, and it smelled very good.

The man held the scale with one hand, gently rolled up his sleeves, and slowly lifted her hijab.

Those deep ink eyes cast aside everything, and from then on, only her figure was reflected.

He chuckled, took her hand, put it to his lips and kissed her gently.

His cheeks were dyed with a light red color, and his peach-blossom eyes were charming but not seductive, almost drunk but not drunk. His eyes were bent, and he seemed to have a very gentle expression.

The slender fingers touched the wine cup lightly, and the wine poured down, filled to the brim, and was handed to the bride's hand.

Together they are a real couple.

She took it, looked at the wine, and then raised her eyes to look at him, unhurriedly, the wide red sleeves were intertwined with each other, and it seemed that no one could tell who was whose.

The wall of the wine glass is covered with bright red rouge color, and it slides into the throat. It is sweet and refreshing, not high in alcohol content, but also fragrant and intoxicating.

Just when the wine cup was put down and lightly touched the table.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door outside, and the voice was very scary, as if he knew he shouldn't disturb him, but he had to be forced, so he had no choice but to knock on the door risking his life.

"Young Marshal! Young Marshal! There was a riot in the west of the city. Someone illegally hijacked the people with guns and created chaos!"

"The opposing parties have an unknown number of weapons and have organized a large-scale army!"

"Please also ask the young commander to come forward."

"..." Pei Jiu said nothing. His eyes reflected Lu Jian's appearance, and then he slowly leaned over and bit her lip.

After kissing her for a while, she finally let go until her breath was a little unsteady.

The beautiful bride was panting slightly, her lip makeup was all messed up, her eyes were filled with water, and her lips were dyed a gorgeous red, which made her look very attractive.

His eyes only darkened, he touched her head and hugged her.

Then he walked out without saying anything.

Didn't even say a word, wait for me.

……

She clutched her heart, which was beating erratically, to calm down for a few seconds, and then began to take off her clothes.

Under the bright red wedding dress, there is a minimalist black robe.

She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she could even hear the sounds of fighting outside.

She neatly folded her wedding dress, put it on the bed, and opened the sliding glass door leading to the balcony on the second floor. Suddenly, there was a flash of silver light in front of her, and the blade stabbed at her without any explanation.

Lu Jian retreated and dodged, then avoided the blade, grabbed the attacker's arm, pulled it down in an instant, put him down on the ground, grabbed the dagger, and stabbed him in the heart.

Cruel and straight to the point.

Try to kill in one hit.

Blood spurted out, but she had already closed the glass door.

Blood spattered on the door, creating a distorted appearance, but the wedding room inside the door remained as before, without any damage.

The bride who had just killed someone did not change her expression. She wiped the blood that was accidentally spattered on her face and looked back at this place. Her small voice was blown away by the wind, seemingly gently and with reluctance. .

"Goodbye."

……

The organization actually sent someone to assassinate her?

Lu Jian bit his lower lip. From here to the first house, he got rid of many people and killed many people.

She came to Chu Yao's room and found that it seemed to have been turned over and was in a mess.

He frowned immediately.

"Chu Yao?"

The bed board seemed to move, and then someone pushed it up from the inside.

Chu Yao, who was wearing a black cloak, said timidly, "Jian, sister Jian..."

"Someone just came?"

Lu Jian asked as he pulled her out and held her in his arms.

"Yes, they want to take me back." She said.

"Listen." Lu Jian put his hand on her shoulder and said solemnly, "Someone will pick you up for your nine o'clock boat ticket."

"Do what you want to do, and it's best if you don't come back."

She listened blankly to Lu Jian's words, which seemed to be his last words, with red eyes, "Where's Sister Jian?"

"Do not bother me."

She put on her hood and put on Chu Yao's hat, then grabbed her and jumped from the second floor window.

Chu Yao shut her mouth tightly and did not speak. Lu Jian took him into his arms and placed him safely on the ground.

When the light shone here, she immediately held down Chu Yao's head.

When they ran to the street, they saw clearly how chaotic the place was. It was like a battlefield.

There were corpses and fragments of ammunition scattered on the ground. In a short period of time, buildings were destroyed. The sound of artillery fire came one after another, catching people off guard.

Soldiers were evacuating the crowd.

The crying continued, and the fire started again. The scorching temperature seemed to burn her skin. She watched the flames burst into flames. She had just come out of the house, and the house burst into flames.

It was done intentionally.

It happened that the soldiers guarding the place were still putting out the fire. They thought there was someone inside and wanted to rush in to save people.

damn it.

Cross the river and demolish the bridge.

Lu Jian gritted his teeth and had no time to care about anything else. He could only drag Chu Yao and run as fast as he could.

She could sense that someone was following her, to be precise, following the little emperor.

We will use up most of the organization's strength to bring the little emperor back.

There is no way she can defeat thousands of troops by herself.