"Ran'er." Jun Qinghan slowly stretched out his hand.

The Empress Dowager was filled with joy and took Su Qingran's little hand and placed it in the palm of Jun Qinghan's palm, "Okay, let's get on the sedan chair."

Su Qingran took nervously and a layer of sweat broke out in her palm.

All of this is like dreaming. Is this getting married?

As soon as she took two steps, she tightened her waist and was held in her arms.

I couldn't help but exclaim, "Jun Qinghan..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll carry you into the sedan chair."

"Yes." Su Qingran nodded vigorously, and wrapped her hands around the man's neck.

For some reason, when she sat in the sedan chair, Su Qingran's heart suddenly calmed down, leaving only joy.

"Get up the sedan chair!"

The sedan chair was lifted up, and Su Qingran suddenly felt a swaying swaying, making her heart pound.

It was not until this time that she realized that the real sedan chair and coffin were still different.

Secretly lifting the big red veil and glanced outside.

The sedan chair is not the closed sedan she imagined. The one she was sitting in was a bit like a chariot, with 64 people carrying the sedan chair.

The four corners are pointed and inlaid with gems, luxurious and atmospheric.

There are also big red tassels falling around the sedan chair, which sways as the sedan chair bumps and looks very beautiful.

The red veil fluttered in the breeze, raising a joyful curve. She couldn't see her figure clearly while sitting inside, only a big red shadow.

From a distance, it is beautiful.

Looking forward, Jun Qinghan was wearing a big red wedding robe and was sitting on the horse's back. He was tall and energetic.

There seemed to be eyes behind him. Su Qingran took a look and then turned around and looked over.

The moment when the eyes met, Su Qingran's heart beat faster and he hurriedly put down the red veil.

Jun Qinghan took all her shyness in her eyes and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

Soon, he took the big red sedan chair out of the palace gate and circled around the entire Zhuque Street.

The vast number of wedding reception teams attracted the streets to stop.

"Didn't the Eighth Prince and King Jing'an marry each other in the morning? Whose family is going to marry him?"

"Yes, who has such a big show of getting married is even bigger than the Eighth Prince and King Jing'an."

"Here you come, look, the sedan chair is here!" the crowd shouted excitedly.

"That's not...that's not the emperor?" Someone recognized Jun Qinghan.

"Didn't the emperor say that he only respects the queen, why did he accept a concubine so soon?"

After saying that, the person next to him knocked on his forehead, "How could Concubine Na have such a big show? The bride must be the queen!"

Qianfu is a recruitment, this is the specification of the queen!

"Empress?" The man was surprised, "Are you already enthroned? Even the little princess was born. Why did you marry me again?"

"Have you forgotten that the emperor and the Empress had a ghost marriage and had never really worshipped the world. I think the emperor did this to satisfy the Empress's wishes and to make the Empress more legitimate."

"I didn't expect the emperor to be so attentive and considerate, which is really touching."

"I really envy the Queen..."

Soon, Jun Qinghan walked across the Zhuque Street and took Su Qingran around the palace city for a while before returning to Dongming Palace.

At this time, the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager were already waiting in Jiuhua Hall.

After stepping over the brazier, Jun Qinghan brought Su Qingran into the hall.

Aunt Jing held the red silk and handed it to the two of them, "Emperor, Empress, tie a knot of one heart and be united forever."

After saying that, Chen Yun sang and said, "Auspicious time is here, worship the world!"

"Okay, okay, I'm going to worship the world." The Empress Dowager looked at the Empress Dowager beside her and smiled so hard that she couldn't stop smiling.

"Worship the heaven and earth!"

"Two visits to the high hall!"

"House and wife worship each other."

Su Qingran bowed to Jun Qinghan under the guidance of Aunt Jing. When the two of them were close to their heads, an indescribable beauty suddenly surged into her heart.

Are they really married now?

"The courtesy is completed, sent to the bridal chamber!"

"Ran'er." Jun Qinghan raised his hand and held the person, and pulled her toward Hanqing Palace.

On the road, Su Qingran smiled slightly while walking.

The man pinched her palm, "What are you giggling?"

"I'm happy, I want to laugh."

"Are you tired? I'll take you back."

Su Qingran hurriedly stopped him, "I'm not tired, just walk back slowly like this."

I gritted my teeth, and tears fell from the end of my eyes.

I made a decision in my heart that this should be the last time she had taken a walk with him.

How hopeful, the road from Jiuhua Palace to Hanqing Palace will never end.

The Hanqing Palace is full of bright red colors, and the joy of weddings is everywhere.

The words "Big Red" are posted everywhere, with red candles lit in the bedroom, and the bed is filled with red children and grandchildren.

Everything is warm and beautiful.

Su Qingran sat on the couch with some nervousness, holding hands, waiting for Jun Qinghan to lift the veil.

As the man approached step by step, her heart also rose little by little.

"Ran'er, being able to marry you is the greatest happiness in my life." Jun Qinghan said as he used the joy scale to pick up the big red veil.

"So too." Su Qingran smiled and raised her eyes, her pink face was filled with spring.

The phoenix eyes, upturned nose, pink lips, intoxicating dimples, and the small slap face made it look more delicate under the red wedding dress.

Jun Qinghan couldn't help but get crazy, "You are so beautiful today."

Su Qingran's heartbeat was beating, "My cold is also beautiful today."

The first time she saw someone wearing a wedding robe so handsome, like a banished immortal.

She used to think that black was the most suitable color for him, but in fact it was not. The color of red was even more prominent.

Jun Qinghan raised his hand to pour wine and handed it to Su Qingran, "After drinking Heyi wine, we will be husband and wife."

"good."

After drinking with a cup, Su Qingran's cheeks became more flushed.

"I think, I want to take a look at Linglong." After drinking Heyan wine, Su Qingran bit her lip and said.

It is now the hour of Hai, and it is only one hour away from the seven stars to beads.

Before leaving, she wanted to take a last look at the little girl.

"Okay, I'll ask Madam Yang to carry Linglong over." Jun Qinghan's eyes were slightly darker, and his heart was torn.

Su Qingran hugged Linglong and looked at the little girl's cute cheeks. Her heart became sore, and she couldn't help but kiss her on her little face.

Linglong, I may not be a good mother, but I really love you.

"It's getting late, Linglong should go to bed." Su Qingran gritted her teeth and handed Linglong to Madam Yang.

It's half an hour left, and it's time to say goodbye to Jun Qinghan.

"Han, I..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Su Qingran choked up and couldn't say the rest.

She couldn't say anything like this forever.

Just as she held back tears and lowered her eyes, a big hand suddenly held her little hand.
Chapter completed!