Feng Wan tried it on under the service of the maid.

At the beginning, when she snatched Cang Yueyu from Feng Yu's hands by tricks and conspiracy, and was sincere to Cang Yueyu, she really wanted to marry Cang Yueyu and be Cang Yueyu's imperial concubine. She still remembers the mood at that moment. At this moment, for the first time, he really put on the wedding dress, although the mood was not like that moment, but it could not be said that he did not feel at all, Feng Juan looked at himself at this moment reflected in the mirror on the dresser, and couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.

The curtain was suddenly lifted without warning, and Aze strode into the tent.

The maid in the tent couldn't help but be startled, fortunately Feng Juan had already changed her clothes, otherwise she would not have been watched.

Feng Wan looked sideways, the smile on her face did not decrease, and asked the maids to retreat first.

As soon as the maid retreated, there were only two people left in the entire big tent, Feng Juan and Aze.

The burning candles on the table made the entire red tent more festive, especially the wedding dress of Feng Wan's body was as bright as blood.

"Juan'er, if you don't say it, you're just using him, you won't really marry him. Feng Wan had already told him clearly and clearly, and he absolutely believed her. Therefore, these days, no matter what Wan Yan Lie sent someone to send to Feng Xuan, he didn't care. However, tomorrow is the wedding day announced by Yan Lie in public, and everyone outside is talking about it, and Feng Juan is still trying on the wedding dress in the big tent at this time. He knew he should still trust her, not to ask again, not to have any suspicions, but he couldn't help but break in.

Finally at this moment, Feng Wan took a deep breath, "Brother Ze, do you still believe in Wan'er?"

"Faith, I believe only in you. Wan'er, you won't really marry him, will you?" Aze walked quickly to Feng Xuan. Her clothes were so beautiful, and he had never seen her so beautiful as tonight. However, no matter how beautiful the clothes were, he didn't like them.

Feng Juan nodded, turned around and picked up the pot of wine that had been prepared on the table, got a glass in front of Aze, picked it up and handed it to Aze, "Brother Ze, in fact, Wan'er's clothes are for Brother Ze." Brother Ze, you say, Wan'er marries you like this, okay?"

"Marry...... Marry me?" was so unexpected that Aze couldn't react.

Feng Juan handed the wine in his hand one more point, "What, isn't Brother Ze willing to marry Juan'er?"

"When...... Absolutely. Can...... But ......"

"No, but. Feng Juan didn't hold the hand of the wine glass, but covered Aze's mouth and blocked Aze's words, "Brother Ze, after drinking this glass of wine, Wan'er will marry you, so I'll tell Na Yan Lie that I'm not marrying him, okay?"

Aze's eyes on Feng Wan fell step by step in Feng Wan's seemingly sincere eyes.

Taking the wine in Feng Wan's hand, under Feng Wan's eyes, Aze couldn't help but drink the whole glass of wine.

Feng Wan looked at her without blinking, he really didn't have the slightest defense against her, "Okay, Wan'er will go and say to Wan Yan Lie." Brother Ze, you are waiting for me here, I will go back soon. After the words fell, Feng Juan turned around and left, walked to the tent curtain in a few steps, and lifted the curtain. I wanted to look back at Aze one last time, but I didn't look back after all.

Not long after Feng Wan left, Aze, who was waiting patiently in the tent alone, suddenly had abdominal pain and spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the person stumbled and almost fell.

Aze was stunned for a moment, and after standing firm on the table, he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and gradually looked at the wine jug on the table.