Bai Zimo didn't come, why did he come?

Look at this posture, is he here to greet his relatives?

Pei Qingqing's eyes were cold, she looked at Mu Xuanling, and suddenly clenched her fingers.

She was grabbing Bizhu's hand, Bizhu frowned slightly in pain, and asked in a low voice, "Miss... What's wrong with you?"

At the same time, it also reminded her that it was time to get on the sedan chair.

What is the young lady looking at? Why don't you get on the sedan chair for a long time?

Hearing Bizhu's voice, Pei Qingqing settled down, "It's okay." ”

then got on the sedan chair, cutting off her and Mu Xuanling's sight.

Today is the day she gets married, as long as Mu Xuanling doesn't make trouble, she can do nothing to Mu Xuanling.

After all, it was the day of her and Bai Zimo's wedding, and she didn't want to ruin her wedding.

But if Mu Xuanling is playing any other means, then don't blame her for being polite.

If you want to talk about Mu Xuanling's expression, it is also very complicated.

He knew that the bride in the sedan chair was not Pei Ronghua, and to this day, the Pei family still failed to get the Feiluan Qingyu, but asked Pei Qingqing to marry Bai Zimo.

The most important thing is that he looked at the petite figure in the sedan chair, and he actually felt... Inexplicable reluctance.

reluctant to let her marry another man.

It was a strange feeling, something he had never felt before.

It's like ...... It's like losing what belongs to you.

Mu Xuanling's handsome face was slightly entangled, causing the welcoming team to be slow to move.

"Your Highness... It's time to go..."

Xi Po smiled and stepped forward to remind her.

However, Mu Xuanling was still in a daze and did not react.

Xi Po's face stiffened with a smile, but she still smiled, "Your Highness... The bride is on the sedan chair, it's time for us to go!"

This time, Xi Po deliberately raised her voice.

Mu Xuanling finally came back to his senses.

He took a deep look at the person in the sedan chair, and although he couldn't see anything, he felt extremely irritable.

He had never been upset by a woman.

Pei Qingqing, is this king ...... to you? Did the fake show really happen?

It's a pity that no one can hear Mu Xuanling's heart.

No one knows, his heart seems to be empty.

He originally thought that approaching Pei Qingqing was to fly Luan Qingyu.

But why is it reluctance now?

He has actually seen Pei Qingqing many times, and every time he saw Pei Ronghua before, Pei Qingqing was following him.

At that time, he thought that the person he saw was Pei Ronghua, and Pei Qingqing was just a foil for Pei Ronghua.

But today, he seemed to realize that the person he saw in his eyes was her.

Mu Xuanling's face was very gloomy, and he led the greeting team forward.

At a certain moment, he even had the urge to stop this wedding......

Even though there were continuous joyful voices all the way, they couldn't dissipate the haze in Mu Xuanling's heart.

Why, did he understand so late?

In retrospect, it was he who personally agreed with the Pei family to let her marry Pei Ronghua instead?

Mu Xuanling clenched his fists tightly, his bones clenched and gurgled, he felt that he had done something wrong......

The marrying of the Marquis of Zhanbei is a major event, and the welcoming team needs to go around Beijing.

After an hour, the sedan chair finally stopped at the gate of the Hou Mansion.

Then there was the deafening sound of firecrackers, and even in the sedan chair, Pei Qingqing could hear a lot of people outside.

Presumably, there are not a few people who come to watch the excitement.

In the end, being able to marry Bai Zimo can be regarded as making up for the little debt she owed him in her previous life.

Thinking about it, the corners of Pei Qingqing's mouth unconsciously rose.

"The sedan chair is coming, kick the sedan chair!" Xi Po raised her voice and kicked the sedan chair before she could welcome the bride off the sedan chair.

Bai Zimo is outside......

"Hou Ye's legs and feet are inconvenient, my father specially ordered this king to welcome his relatives on his behalf, this kicking sedan chair, this king is also the agent, and I hope that Hou Ye will not mind. ”

Just when Pei Qingqing thought that she could see Bai Zimo and her mood improved a little, she heard the words of the scenery again.

Mu Xuanling wants to kick the sedan chair instead?

Are you kidding?

Heh, he's not going to take the place of worship later, is he?

It's ridiculous, why is he?

Pei Qingqing in the sedan chair clenched her five fingers, eager to turn her eyes into a sharp blade and slash him a few times to vent the hatred in her heart.

Mu Xuanling really dared to ruin her wedding.

said that it was ordered by Emperor Qian, could it be that Emperor Qiandi also came today?

But no matter who it is, even Emperor Qian, he doesn't want to get involved in her wedding.

Don't think she doesn't know, Emperor Qian's father and son did this, and it was clear that they were humiliating Bai Zimo in a different way.

A sentence of inconvenience in legs and feet is the biggest humiliation for Bai Zimo.

It's tantamount to saying that he is crippled, and he can't even kick the sedan chair.

There are so many people who came to watch the ceremony today, if Mu Xuanling was asked to 'do it for him' and kicked the sedan chair, then in the future, Bai Zimo and even the Hou Mansion would really become a joke after dinner.

Pei Qingqing really couldn't sit still, but she still had one last layer of hope.

Bai Zimo is still outside.

As long as he stops......

"It doesn't matter. ”

As soon as Pei Qingqing thought about it, she might as well hear Bai Zimo's calm and restrained voice.

Pei Qingqing, who was almost out of breath, was short of breath for a while.

Anyway?

What does it mean to be okay?

Is he going to let Mu Xuanling kick the sedan chair for him?

"Bai Zimo!" Pei Qingqing, who was under the red hijab, gritted his teeth a little.

Doesn't this man usually look quite dignified?

How to belong to your own thing......

Phew, what, she's his wife now.

Bai Zimo would actually agree to let Mu Xuanling get involved in her wedding?

Bai Zimo, do you not care about me? or do you not care about this big wedding?

There are so many onlookers, doesn't he know that if Mu Xuanling kicks the sedan chair today, the Hou Mansion will make people laugh?

Didn't he know that this was Emperor Qian's deliberate humiliation?

Yes, if Emperor Qiandi came, how could Bai Zimo not know that this was a humiliation to him?

With Bai Zimo's wisdom, from the time he first gave him the marriage, he should have known that Emperor Qiandi was humiliating him by giving him Pei Ronghua, who had just made a fool of himself at the birthday banquet.

So when Emperor Qiandi came to the Hou Mansion today, was Bai Zimo angry with her?

While humiliating him, why is it not humiliating her?

She really wanted to ask, Bai Zimo, did she really care so much about her and this wedding?

Pei Qingqing in the sedan chair could only rely on what she thought in her heart, and guessed randomly, she couldn't see Bai Zimo's face outside.

Perhaps only Jiuyue, who was closest to Bai Zimo, knew that he was enduring great anger.

Bai Zimo didn't seem to change his face, but the coldness under his eyes exuded cold like an iceberg.

Jiuyue, who was behind the wheelchair, clearly felt the anger and coldness that the master had endured.

Looking at Mu Xuanling gradually approaching the sedan chair, Bai Zimo's eyes were cold, and his fingertips rubbed heavily on the wheelchair, "Qingqing, do you blame me?"

If Pei Qingqing hears his heart, he will definitely say one word, strange!

But now, it's not the time to blame him.

After finally getting married, she had time to 'blame' Bai Zimo.

Right now, Mu Xuanling was close in front of the sedan chair.

was about to raise his feet and kick into the sedan chair.

"Wait a minute!"

Just when Mu Xuanling was about to kick the sedan chair, Pei Qingqing suddenly stopped him.