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Murong Hua felt that she was dreaming.

If she wasn't dreaming, why would the Prince Zhao ask the Your Majesty for a marriage, and the one asking for a marriage was still her? However, even if she was dreaming, she would rather die than wake up.

From the first time she laid eyes on Prince Zhao, Murong Hua was completely convinced by his handsome and elegant appearance, but her looks were normal, in her eyes, there was only the beautiful stepsister Murong Ling. Luckily Your Majesty wanted to marry the foolish Prince Qin, she allowed Murong Ling to marry and from today onwards, the Prince Zhao would only belong to her.

She should have been sitting motionlessly in her new room, waiting for the groom to come to pick her up. However, she had a strange sense of urgency in her heart, as if someone was constantly encouraging her in her ear, "Get out, quickly get out, or else Prince Zhao would be snatched away."

How could this be possible!?

She had loved bitterly for many years, and now she had endured until her wedding. How could she allow the Prince Zhao to be snatched away? Without hesitation, she ran outside.

The Duke of Zhenguo Residence that was usually simple and unadorned became especially beautiful, as if he was about to be married off, and started cultivating without restraint.

Now that she was marrying so arrogantly, her parents would definitely be proud of her. Back when Murong Ling got married, there was not such a grand scene. She became more and more pleased with herself as she ran faster and faster. Finally, at the door, she saw the figure of her lover's voice.

Dressed in a red robe, Prince Zhao jumped down from his horse. His expression was gentle as he walked towards her with a loving gaze, just like what she had imagined countless times — — Prince Zhao had finally come to marry her.

She could not help but feel joy in her heart. She quickly took a few steps forward and blushed, "Prince Zhao, you have finally come. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The Prince Zhao seemed to be astonished. The smile on his face stiffened as he said, "So Miss Murong is welcoming guests. I was delayed because of something."

"What welcome!" Didn't you come to marry me! " Murong Hua's face changed drastically as she looked at him in disbelief, "You clearly told the Your Majesty to grant you a marriage, and personally said you wanted to marry me! Don't tell me you're going back on your word! "

The bridesmaids who accompanied Prince Zhao to escort the bride were all shocked, as if they never thought that such a thing would happen. Murong Hua felt more assured in her heart, that everyone was on her side.

"Did a fox spirit seduce you, then you reneged on your promise to not marry me."

She remembered that there was still a fox spirit at Prince Zhao's side, it was Lithophase's daughter, Shi Junru. Both were daughters of officials, and both had a father and a son. Not only were they in cahoots with each other in the court, they didn't have much to do with each other in private. Because of his father's influence, she had never liked the pretentious Shi Junru.

Her father was an illustrious Duke of Zhenguo and her mother was Princess Miaomiao, who was countless times more noble than Shi Junru, who was raised by her concubine. However, an elegant lady of Beijing-Zhongzhong would always praise Shi Junru's stinky feet, and would only mutter a few words of nonsense.

It was fine for Shi Junru to show off among the noble women, but to compete for Prince Zhao with her, she could not tolerate anything. Last time at the horse farm, she had even seduced the Prince Zhao to go with her to see the ball, mocking and ridiculing her.

It must have been at that time that she incited the flames, said bad things about her, and made Prince Zhao break the engagement!

Murong Hua looked around and realised that the fox spirit was just getting down from a carriage, and was looking at her mockingly. She immediately got angry, walked over and slapped her, "You slut, smelly fox spirit, I'll let you seduce Prince Zhao! Let me warn you, the Prince Zhao is mine! "

Shi Junru covered her swollen face and cried, "Miss Murong, last time you slandered me for my wrongdoings, but now I am upright and innocent. I have never stepped over the line with Prince Zhao, how can we talk about seduction? If you hit me indiscriminately, you must give me an explanation! "

"What do you want to say!" Murong Hua was annoyed when he saw her crying face, "If it wasn't for the fact that she was saying bad things about me in Prince Zhao's ears, how could he have reneged on the marriage and not married me?!"

Shi Junru's eyes finally revealed some astonishment, "Miss Murong, could it be that you've been possessed? When did Prince Zhao marry you?"

Murong Hua panicked and turned her head to look at the cold and disdainful face of Prince Zhao, feeling even more wronged. Are these people blind?

This must be Shi Junru's trick, she must be here to steal the marriage.

"Shi Junru, your scheme will not succeed. Everyone, please testify to this. No one can disrupt my marriage with Prince Zhao. " Murong Hua's fighting spirit soared, she went forward and grabbed Li Fuchen's arm, and dragged him towards his own residence, "Your Highness, don't listen to that vixen's nonsense, let's go pay respects."

She was confused. Even if she was going to pay respects, she shouldn't have done so here, but at the Prince Zhao Palace. However, she did not realize her mistake. She just wanted to get married to Prince Zhao as soon as possible and cook her own rice. She was the legitimate Zhao Wangfei.

However, in the next moment, a strong force suddenly came from her body. She was flung off fiercely and fell to the ground, her palm was scratched by the rough limestone and dark red blood flowed out of it. She raised her head, looking in disbelief and saw the disgust in Prince Zhao's eyes, as though she was looking at a madman.

"Miss Mu Rong, you didn't wake up from your sleep, did you?" This king coming to participate in Royal Brother's banquet is not what you meant by suing for marriage. "

After saying that, he walked towards Shi Junru who was covering his face and crying. He took out a bottle of medicine from his bosom and passed it to her, allowing her to remove the swelling on her face. Only then did he continue to speak.

Shi Junru blushed red and looked at Prince Zhao affectionately. Prince Zhao also looked at her gently.

His eyes turned and he saw that there was a row of guards standing at the entrance of the palace with a treasure sword at their waists. She immediately ran over, picked out a random person, pulled out her sword, and ran towards Shi Junru: "Bitch, I'll kill you!"

Wu Qing, who was enjoying the show, suddenly had his sword pulled out. He hesitated for a moment before slowly chasing after her, putting on an act and extending his hand. "Miss Murong, you can't do this. Give me back my sword." "Ouch!"

His left foot reached her right foot, and immediately pounced forward, her extended hand just in time to push Murong Hua away. With divine assistance, Murong Hua felt that her entire body was filled with strength, she smashed away the servants of the Prince Zhao Palace who were going to block him, and her cold sword pierced straight towards Shi Junru.

Her eyes reddened with madness. "Stinky fox spirit, die!"