Chapter 13: Big Wedding! Count on Me to Touch You! 1
Three days is not long or short.
On this day, Feng Qingjue was sitting in front of the dressing table, wearing a phoenix crown and a harem, with yellow flowers on her head, her fair face smeared with pink rouge, and her delicate lips took a sip of red paper.
Since I haven’t reached Ling yet, my hair style is still two small buns with two red ropes tied on them.
After dressing up, she looks like a beautiful porcelain doll. She is so beautiful!
Li Wanyue covered her with a red hijab with her own hands, her face covered with tears, and she choked with sobs.
"Baby, be careful... over there. We are no better than the royal family. If you are bullied, just... come back. Mom will protect you, do you understand?!"
After listening to Li Wanyue's words, Feng Qingjue was moved. She had never felt maternal love since she was a child in her previous life, but she understood everything in this life.
My heart is very warm, my eyes are red at the moment, tears are falling silently
He put his hands around Li Wanyue's waist and put his head on her belly.
"Mom~ Jue'er knows~~~~"
He smiled happily and patted her back gently, "It's good to know, it's good to know~~~~"
When they got married, the Feng family stood at the door, all with sad faces. They felt extremely uncomfortable watching the big red sedan chair slowly go away in joy.
But there is nothing we can do. The emperor’s orders cannot be violated. Everyone understands this sentence and no one dares to offend it.
By the way, joy resounded for nine days, and the ground all over the city was covered with red roses. It was extremely festive. Fengyue City sent half a hundred boxes of dowry to the beloved daughter, all of which were rare treasures and precious fabrics. This wedding caused a sensation across the country and even the entire continent.
Of course, this is something
After jolting for a long time, the sedan finally stopped outside the third prince's house.
The third prince, Huang Fuxi, was wearing a red wedding dress, but his face was expressionless
Kicking the sedan chair, stepping across the brazier, worshiping in the hall, serving tea, and being sent to the bridal chamber
After a series of tedious necessary etiquette, Feng Qingjue finally returned to the bridal chamber and sat on the wedding bed
The bed was strewn with all kinds of happy fruits, such as red dates, dried lychees, longans, red beans, mung beans and red beans, etc.
After Xi Niang went out, Feng Qingjue was left alone in the room.
Uncover the hijab, sit at the table, pick up a bottle of wine and a small cup
After drinking one cup after another, the originally delicate red face became more delicate and attractive, like a red apple, making people want to take a bite.
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Chapter completed!