The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 605 Extra: Ji Wuwang (2)

Ji Wuwang's Adam's apple moved, and his deep eyes looked straight at the bright and beautiful girl in front of him, and his heart trembled violently.

The sunlight shines through the peach blossom branches, casting mottled shadows on the two people...

After a long time, Ji Wuwang slightly curved the corners of his lips, and his pair of eyes as clear as ice were filled with a gentle and doting smile.

He reached out and touched her head, his gentle voice like a spring breeze: "Silly girl, this kind of words should be said by a man."

As he spoke, he stood up with a smile, reached out and broke off a peach branch from the tree, then knelt on one knee with gentlemanly courtesy and handed the peach branch to Jiang Wantang...

In the north, a man would express his love to the woman he likes by giving her a peach branch.

There's no such thing as kneeling on one knee...

At this moment, Brother Xiaoqi, with a smile on his face and as handsome as jade, is so charming!

Jiang Wantang's pupils trembled, and his heart started beating uncontrollably.

Ran Ji Wuwang looked at her with an extremely tender smile, and said affectionately: "Atang, I once wanted to protect you for the rest of my life, to see you find a good partner and live a happy life.

"But now, I don't want to do that anymore. I don't want to just be your brother, and I don't want to see you marry someone else..."

"Atang, brother...I like you..."

"I want to be your husband, to take care of you and protect you for the rest of my life, to be with you for eternity, never to be separated..."

"Are you willing to... marry my brother and become the Princess of Zhenbei?"

Jiang Wantang's beautiful little face was flushed with happiness. Her heartbeat quickened and her red lips trembled slightly: "I do!"

It came out almost without any hesitation.

As she finished speaking, she reached out to take the peach branch and pulled Ji Wuwang up, and the latter took the opportunity to hug her tightly in his arms.

Jiang Wantang also hugged his slender waist tightly.

The refreshing and pleasant scent of orchid lingered all over her body, familiar and soothing.

The two of them hugged each other tightly under the peach tree...

Later, Jiang Wantang took off the crabapple blossom on her head and pinned it next to Ji Wuwang's jade crown.

She looked up at the elegant and handsome man in front of her, and asked him, "Brother, can Atang kiss you?"

Ji Wuwang lowered his eyes and smiled softly, his elegant eyes filled with tenderness. He said, "No..."

"Atang is still young, not yet of age."

Hearing this, Jiang Wantang's eyes dimmed for a moment and he pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

Who understands? I have been thinking about the bright moon for many years, and now I have her in my arms, but I can’t even kiss her twice.

Seeing the lost look on his face, Ji Wuwang burst out laughing.

Afterwards, he reached out and gently held Jiang Wantang's face, and gently kissed her forehead with a cherishing and pious gesture.

He said seriously and solemnly: "When our Atang reaches the age of marriage, brother will marry you."

Jiang Wantang blinked and felt her forehead and cheeks getting hot.

......

In the North, beautiful and happy days always pass by so quickly...

As Jiang Wantang waited day and night, another winter passed and spring came, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day for her to turn fifteen and become a marriage mate.

On this day, the whole city was decorated with red silk and colorful lanterns...

Ji Wuwang held a grand birthday banquet for her at the Zhenbei Palace, and even held banquets in restaurants across the city, inviting all the people in the city to celebrate Jiang Wantang's birthday together. The scene was grand and lively.

At the same time, he announced to the entire northern border that Jiang Wantang was his fiancée and the future Princess of Zhenbei.

So those who wanted to get into the Zhenbei Palace by asking for Jiang Wantang’s hand in marriage completely gave up the idea.

The next morning, at the Zhenbei Palace.

The morning mist has not yet dissipated, and the peach blossoms in the yard are immersed in the hazy sunlight...

Jiang Wantang and Ji Wuwang were practicing sword in the peach forest in the backyard as usual.

Jiang Wantang was wearing a pink and white petal-shaped chiffon dress, holding a long sword, the sword light flashing...

Ji Wuwang stood opposite her, wearing a moon-white robe with a layer of snow-blue feather gauze on the outside. The hem of his robe fluttered in the wind, like a cold moon shining through the clouds. He held a long jade flute made of white orchid in his hand, using the flute as a sword.

The two of them competed in martial arts amidst a garden of blossoming peach trees...

Jiang Wantang tapped her toes, her pink and white gauze skirt billowing in the wind. Wherever the sword passed, a shower of crimson flowers swirled. With a flick of her wrist, the tip of her sword formed three sword flowers, and she confidently charged towards Ji Wuwang's face...

However, Ji Wuwang remained motionless, her snow-blue gown fluttering in the wind, her black hair spreading slightly with the sword's momentum...

The moment his long sword robe broke through the air, he raised the corner of his lips slightly, and his figure spun lightly like a flowing cloud. In a flash, he was close to Jiang Wantang's side. He reached out and grabbed her wrist holding the sword, pulling her towards him...

Jiang Wantang's eyes flickered, and she took advantage of the momentum to spin around, her pink and white gauze skirt rippled, its sleeves embellished with tiny petals, fluttering as she turned, like a cluster of peach blossoms swept by a spring breeze...

She transformed her left hand into a blade, carrying the fragrance of fallen petals and striking Ji Wuwang's throat again. Her stunning face blossomed into a bright smile in the sunlight...

Ji Wuwang's wide sleeves fluttered, and a misty blue veil brushed across her cheek, bringing with it a whiff of the refreshing fragrance of snow orchid. He played the jade flute at an angle, barely blocking the incoming wind from her palm. The trembling flute shook off several dew-soaked peach blossoms, which fluttered down between their intertwined sleeves...

Jiang Wantang chuckled, and the momentum of the sword in his hand suddenly changed. His figure was like a butterfly flying through flowers, and the sword light danced with the falling peach blossoms.

The two figures intertwined among the flowers in the courtyard, the sword light and the flute shadow clashed, and the clear sound startled the birds perched on the branches...

As she spun around, the pearl hairpin in her hair swayed slightly, and the fragmented light reflected in his elegant and gentle eyes...

He dodged sideways, and as they passed by, the pink and white veil and the snow-blue sleeves intertwined and tangled...

As sword moves exchanged, she advanced, he retreated; she chased, he avoided...

The wind blew through the peach forest, blowing up the red petals all over the sky, landing on the tip of her sword, and then being swept away by the wind from his flute.

The peach blossoms are fluttering in the wind, like a beautiful and romantic peach blossom snow in the spring moon.

How can this be called a martial arts competition?

Clearly, the flying flowers and flowing clouds, the lingering pink and blue, even the spring breeze has a bit more ambiguity for no reason...

At that time, Uncle Snake, Shi Lin and Shi Feng, who were standing under the corridor in the courtyard, were staring at this beautiful scene.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful girl, the heavenly-looking young man, and the high-spirited young man in the peach forest, Uncle Snake kept making "tsk tsk..." sounds.

He exclaimed, "They match! They match so well!"

"They are a match made in heaven, a match made in heaven."

“It’s really pleasing to the eyes!”

Shi Feng, who was standing by, said at the right moment, "Uncle She, weren't you afraid that Miss Jiang would become dependent on our prince?"

"Why are you so in favor of it now?"

Uncle Snake crossed his arms and said calmly, "This is one time, that is another time."

"Who could have known that the dirty little girl would grow up to be such a stunning beauty under the care and love of our prince?"

"Her knowledge, vision, and skills were all taught by our prince himself..."

"Putting aside her unique beauty, even with these, looking across our entire northern territory, which daughter can compare to her?"

"Even the noble ladies in the capital who can only recite poems and compose essays cannot compare to her in the slightest."

"Besides, our prince personally raised this most beautiful and charming flower in the North. How could we let her be given away to others?"

Shi Feng seemed to understand, but Shi Lin nodded in agreement.

At that time, in the peach forest, the two men's martial arts competition was nearing its end...