The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Murong Xue was stunned, why is it so fast?Isn't it half an hour before we reach the auspicious time?

"Murong did not know, the royal family, the royal family married, the sooner the bridegroom came, the more satisfied with the marriage ..." Mrs. Quan Fu smiled, the more she looked at Murong Xue, the more she appreciated: Murong Xue was unparalleled, Ouyang Shizi liked , Naturally can't wait to come early ...

Ma'am, the maids also secretly laughed. Ouyang Shizi's dislike of female sex, even came to Houfu to meet his relatives in advance, really like the bride ...

"What about the hijab? Get the hijab, don't let the groom wait." Mrs. Quan Fu teased with a smile, took the red red hijab embroidered with the mandarin ducks playing in the water, and gently covered the phoenix crown. , Inch by inch hides Murong Xue's stunning face.

The ceremonial grandmother also stuffed her hands with a metaphorical peace, a happy and happy Ruyi bottle, and the young ladies surrounded her and surrounded her slowly out.

Murongyue and Shen Ruoli are all dead. There are no elders in Zhenguohou Mansion. Murongye is standing in the living room, so he has a serious stern face and looks like a little adult. Looking at the waiting Ouyang Shaochen, his heart is very unpleasant. His sister, who has lived together for many years, will be abducted.

"Ouyang Shaochen, my sister will give it to you, you have to take good care of her!" Murong Ye looked at Ouyang Shaochen and reluctantly cautioned.

"Relax! I will protect her with my life!" Shaochen Ouyang walked to Murongxue and gently took her hand.

Ouyang Shaochen's hands were dry and warm, with a familiar, shocking current, Murongxue's heart quivered, and there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.

"Let's go!" Ouyang Shaochen said softly, holding Murong Xue's hand, and walked out slowly step by step.

Today, Ouyang Shaochen is also wearing a big red wedding dress, with light gold texture embroidered on the flaps and cuffs. It is more noble and mysterious than he usually wears in snow clothes. Everyone's eyes attracted the past.

He was delighted with the ingenious patterns on his clothes, which were also embroidered with gold thread. It was exactly the same as the gold thread used on Murongxue's wedding dress. The patterns on the two people's wedding dresses were about to merge together, and everyone looked at them in a daze. It ’s been a long time since I opened my eyes ...

The flower chair of the Xiaoyao Palace is made of red sandalwood, with a lacquer floor, carved gold ornaments and a dignified atmosphere.

Ouyang Shaochen led Murong Xue to the flower sedan, refused the help of Xi Niang, opened the sedan curtain in person, and helped Murong Xue get on the flower sedan.

The sound of firecrackers and drums shook the sky, the big red flower sedan slowly started in the chant of the master of ceremonies, the Xiaoyao Wangfu guards walked along the street, the left and right sides were auspicious girls dressed up in formal dresses, hand-held flower baskets, all the way down, red pieces The petals fluttered, and fragrant fragrances rose wherever they passed.

Later, there was a band playing all the way, plus a 120-year-old dowry, the whole team was nearly 100 meters long, and the momentum was magnificent and extremely spectacular.

Everyone in the capital is empty, everyone is rushing to the main road in the city, wanting to see the style of Qingyan Kingdom's free King Shizi, Ouyang Shaochen in a red dress, sitting on a maroon horse, Tsinghua noble , The face like poetry and painting, the beautiful and beautiful people can not be mistaken.

Everyone watched it repeatedly, and many years later, Ouyang Shaochen was still the most beautiful bridegroom official in the minds of all women in Beijing.

The greeting team was vast and encircled a few circles in the capital, and finally came to the Xiaoyao Palace. Ouyang Shaochen lifted the car curtain and helped Murong Xue get off the car. Deafening firecrackers sounded in his ears. The sound, and the cheers of joy, Murong Xue was inexplicably nervous.

Ouyang Shaochen tightly held her cool little hand and comforted softly in her ear: "Don't be afraid, everything has me!"

A touch of warmth spread to the heart through the finger nerves, Murongxue's throbbing heart gradually calmed down, nodded gently, and led the red silk with Ouyang Shaochen and walked forward slowly.

King Xiaoyao, Princess Xiaoyao sat on the top of Xitang, watching Ouyang Shaochen, Murongxue came over from afar, the golden silk thread on the red wedding dress was connected with a thread, the light was colorful, and the eyes were shining ...

"It's a match made in heaven!"

Both sides of Xitang were full of guests who came to watch the ceremony, and all smiled and praised again and again.

The four princes night sky Qi stood in an inconspicuous corner, looking at the woman in the red wedding dress, her dark eyes flashed with a look that others could not understand.

"How could such a beautiful woman let Ouyang Shaochen meet first ..." Mu Liufeng was also standing among the guests, looking at Ouyang Shaochen, Mu Rongxue, who walked into Xitang together, thumping their hands, moan and groan!

Yuan Fangfei stood next to him and looked at him with disdain: "Listen to you, if Ouyang Shizi didn't meet Murong Xue before you, you shot ..."

"That's nature." Mu Liufeng raised his chin high and proudly said, "Who doesn't like a woman who is so beautiful, so talented, and can catch the husband's stomach?"

Yuan Fangfei pouted, looked at him carefully from top to bottom, and his disdain became stronger: "Unfortunately, people don't like you, even if they meet you for the first time, they may not be able to see you!"

"You're wrong in saying this. Girls like a person, not only his character, but also his appearance and ability. They like handsome men with great martial arts, outstanding men, and Ouyang Shaochen. Zhan Quan, I also occupied everything. Murong Xue first met Ouyang Shaochen, so she fell in love with him. If she first saw me, she would certainly like me ... "Muriu Feng's brush opened the folding fan, and he talked arrogantly.

"Really? Then why don't I think I like this kind of man?" Yuan Fangfei looked at Mu Liufeng sideways, his eyes and brows provoking.

Mu Liufeng disdainfully hummed: "Are you a woman? You are at most a man-in-law! Your preferences can represent the preferences of beautiful women?"

The disdainful look, the disgusted tone, heard Yuan Fangfei angry, punching him with fists: "Muliu Feng!"

"Don't make a fuss, the bridegroom and bride are here." The man's cold voice of persuasion reached his ears.

Yuan Fangfei acted, and looked up at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, and they saw that they had already reached the center of Xitang.

The master of ceremonies stepped forward at the direction of King Xiaoyao and sang, "Auspicious time arrives, worship the world!"

"Thank you Gaotang!"

"Couple worships!"

"Send into the cave!"

The last word fell, Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like eyes floated with a few invisible smiles, holding red silk in one hand, holding Murongxue's small hand in one hand, ready to go out, and a delicate voice suddenly came Come over: "Wait a minute ..."