Outside the gate of Bingjue City, four red sedan chairs were parked. In the snowy wind, the curtains were floating everywhere.

There were thousands of onlookers in the city, and even if the weather was bad, they were willing to peek at the cold wind and talk freely.

"Four? The emperor actually betrothed four husbands to our city lord?"

"This is really unprecedented! I have married into four husbands, and I heard that those four are all noble young masters from famous families in Kyoto. They are both spoiled and precious. On weekdays, women who pursue them use ships, two ships and three ships."

"The emperor really treats our city lord well, for fear that no one dares to marry her and cannot give birth to an heir. Puff——"

"I really want to see what the rich son-in-law looks like in the sedan chair."

"This sweet boy has been staying outside the city for three hours. Why hasn't the city lord sent someone to greet him? Could it be that she doesn't like these four husbands?"

“It’s possible.”

Not far away, a woman was riding a horse while dressing, panicking, and her beautiful bridal outfit was wrinkled, even the buttons of her clothes were crooked, rubbing her eyelids in a mess, and her forehead was full of anxiety.

The waitress beside her kept greeting, "Be careful of the slippery road, ride slowly, sir."

Ruan Qingai asked with a bitter face, "If I say I accidentally slept in the wrong time, do you think they will believe it?"

"Uh..." The waitress smiled awkwardly, "I believe it. I believe that sons-in-law are reasonable people."

"Don't let it go. These four ancestors are not easy-to-efficient lamps."

Outside the city gate, there were four men in the four sedan chairs, meditating, drinking, drinking, expressionless, and lazy yawning.

But without exception, the expressions on their faces were super bad.

There is no other reason!

It was so fucking cold here, and someone left them here for three hours, from morning to evening.

As the sound of pedaling on horse hooves came from far to near, everyone inside and outside the sedan were stretched out.

"The City Lord is finally here."

"Haha, it's such a big air!"

"That's right? The entire Bingjue City is her territory. If she doesn't put on airs, who will do it?"

It’s not just the groom who is suffering. At least they are in the sedan chair and have tools to shelter from the wind and rain. Poor coachmen, they are so cold that they even pull out their shit quickly.

Ruan Qingai hurried to the city gate, got off his horse, walked up, greeted him with a smile, "Sorry, four husbands, I'm late, please forgive me."

"Forgive me? Hey, I dare not take it!"

The man who took the lead in getting out of the sedan chair, his dark red dress set off his extremely charming appearance, which attracted the screams of girls covering their mouths as soon as he appeared.

"Ah——This is Kyoto's No. 1 beauty, Hongye. His appearance is indeed well-deserved."

"Even women are inferior to their appearance, and they can really fascinate thousands of girls."

Hongye brushes his sleeves to tidy up his clothes, and smiles like a starry sky. His slightly raised eyeliner reflects his fair skin. His hair can be smoothed out with an elegant fragrance of medicine.

Hongye, the eldest son of a medical family, has many wealthy families in Kyoto, all kinds of tricks just to see him.

Such a legendary figure, hehe, the emperor betrothed him and even stepped on the door.

Although I feel a little proud, but...

Ruan Qingai listened to the chattering sounds and looked back at the handsome and charming little face of the young master Hongye Jia, whose muscles kept twitching a few times.

This man is beautiful, but this look is not right. His arrogant eyes, relying on his tall body, deliberately looking at her with his nostrils?

What? Bullying her for being short, right?

It sounds strange and interesting to speak?

Ruan Qingai asked, "I have told you before that if you come Bing Jue, just enter my city lord's mansion directly. Why are you waiting outside the door? Are you unwilling to come in?"

Hongye suddenly laughed and asked, "The four of us arrived at the same time. Let me ask you, who will enter the city gate first? Who will enter the city gate last?"

Snap!

It turns out that's the problem!

This question seems simple, but it is not simple at all.

This is the rule when these men marry women. When marrying more than two wives at the same time, the first one must be the big house, and the second one enters the second house. The later the order of entering the door, the lower the family status.

So the four of them were blocked outside the city gate, and no one was willing to come in. Because neither of them wanted to be the last one, and no one was willing to let the other party enter the first one.

Such a stalemate was so stalemate that he waited for three full hours in the wind and snow.

So good, she asked her such a difficult problem as soon as she came here!

The city gate is not small and can accommodate two sedan chairs at the same time. But the problem is that she has four husbands and four sedan chairs. Even if they pass together, there will be orders.

Ruan Qingai whispered, "Actually there is no need to be so particular. You are all my husbands, flat wife, uh no, flat husband, no, big or small. Entering the city gate will not affect your status at all."

Hongye narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Oh? Then, who do you want to enter the city gate first, regardless of the size?"

“…”

This is not divided into sizes, so why are you still struggling with this issue?

"Uh--" Ruan Qingai was speechless.

At this time, the man in another sedan chair opened the curtain angrily and crawled out and scolded, "Mother-in-law, if you speak, it's no wonder that Bingjue Lake will not melt for thousands of years if you are doing things."

Ruan Qingai couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Look at what he said? Bingjuehu will never melt for a long time, why do she blame her for her efficiency?

Bingjue City is located outside the mountain of cold Beijun. It is only ten days in June. It does not snow or wind. It is so beautiful and charming all year round. It is good! It is only when Bingjue Lake can melt and is it called seeing a ghost.

"Oh, this man is Wan Jinglei. He is riding and shooting guns and arrows, and has all kinds of eighteen martial arts. Kyoto generals have to bow their heads when they see him."

"It looks handsome, it's my food."

"Tsk tsk tsk... Our city lord is really lucky."

The man who was scolding and cursing from the sedan chair was also very tall. Just looking at his clothes, you could feel his explosive and strong physique, especially his soul-catching eyes, which were so hot that thousands of girls wanted to die under his crotch.

Come on! Ruan Qingai couldn't help but roll her eyes again.

That is called soul-catching eyes? That is called murderous aura, okay?

They could only see Wan Jinglei's appearance, but they didn't see his tight fists? If he hadn't had a knife in his hand at this moment, he would have been afraid that he would have driven the knife to her neck now.

Wan Jinglei glared and said, "Who is the first to enter the city gate? Who is the last to enter, please make arrangements quickly."

It could be heard that he had a strong threat in his words, as if he was saying that she dared to arrange for him to enter the city gate the last time, and she would definitely want her to look good when she turned around.

Ruan Qingai touched gray neck and choked.

They are all deadly ancestors!

The Wanjia in Kyoto, the family of military generals who started the dynasty, even after returning the military talisman, can borrow 30,000 soldiers with this name alone. Haha - is this a person she can offend?

Ruan Qingai scratched his head and asked, "Actually, you can recommend yourself. Is humility a kindness, right? The four of them showed up and had a good talk, just say, "You first, oh no no, no, you first, you first, you first, you first, you first, you first, you will be done!"

"Haha! Interesting." The man in the flowery clothes, wearing a wine smell, opened the curtain of the flower sedan chair and came out.

"It's Mr. Hengfu. The rumors are true. Mr. Hengfu's jade face is like an ice sculpture, and his skin is shattered. His peach blossom eyes are captivating."

Damn, those women are blind. When they meet one, they say they are peach blossom eyes?

That is called peach blossom eyes? That is called squinting eyes, okay? It is also seductive? There is a deep contempt for the eyes! This is the look of despising others, not seductive.

Hengfu's appearance can actually be compared with Hongye, but she is a little shorter. It is said that there is another appearance selection in Kyoto, which are all votes voted by the wealthy daughters of Kyoto. Hengfu's appearance is not much worse than Hongye. Unfortunately, he lost to his height. Five centimeters shorter means he has a shorter momentum.

Moreover, he was addicted to alcohol and when he went out, the fragrance of medicine was floating on the red leaves and the fragrance of wine was floating on his body. What woman could tolerate a man who was drunk?

Hengfu family is rich and rich, and his mother's family has been doing business for generations. It is not an exaggeration to be rich enough to rival a country. The Heng family is the only son, so naturally he was spoiled since childhood. Will the emperor betrothing such a spoiled and noble son betrothed to her?

Ruan Qingai can guess without thinking that she is now the number one wanted target for all the wealthy daughters in Kyoto.

Hengfu walked to Ruan Qingai and leaned over and said, "My wife's method is really good. Why don't I try it? Hongye, what about this city gate? Can you do the last one first?"

Does this mean grammatical disease?

The last one first?

Hongye smiled with charming eyes, "Young Fu, you are so kind, you should be the last one to enter first."

"No, you first."

"No, you first."

It turns out that he followed Ruan Qingai's script. Ha! She was so laughed to death.

"Hahaha! This is not enough to be too humble. When will the mercy be the end? Let the wife make a decision, who will enter the city gate first? Who? The last one... enter? Hum?" Hengfu narrowed his small eyes as sharp as a knife.

“…”

Uh, my head hurts.

The last sedan chair had the wind on the curtain, and the man inside had no sound of wind.

The other three clearly don’t want the last one. If you don’t vent this one’s tone, maybe he will have such a humble spirit?

Speaking of this person, it seems that he is a relatively mysterious person. There are only a handful of people who have seen him in Kyoto. I heard that he never shows up in public, just like a lady from a wealthy family.
To be continued...