"Is the prince so terrible?" Ling Jiaojiao smiled, but there was a brilliance on his face that could not be concealed, and it was bright and amazing.

Wen Qin nodded vigorously in fear.

Ling Xiang couldn't help but think of Wen Qin's first days in the palace, when she was always restrained, she either bumped into the ornament or moved when she shouldn't move, and once accidentally dropped a glass bottle at her feet, and the fragments splashed and bounced up on her skirt.

The crown prince was watching the excerpts on the side, but he suddenly flew over and grabbed Wen Qin's neck and fell backwards, almost throwing Wen Qin to report to the Lord of Yama, and then lay in the house for five or six days before he could recover his breath, but his neck was black......

I don't know when she has completely lost the heart to climb high and do drama, and gradually melts into his boundless warmth, she thinks, maybe it is the dialogue of the barbecue on a snowy night? Xu is his responsibility again and again, and what he gives is something she can't even think of......

Just as she was thinking about it, Mrs. Dun led the newly given female official Mrs. Shen Liu to come forward to ask for peace.

The female officials were personally selected by Ling Xiang from the list of candidates who had been registered, and they were all female dependents of family officials. Liu is the youngest daughter-in-law of the Yongxing Hou family, her husband died of illness in the first year of marriage, and has no heirs, her father was a bachelor of Hanlin, and she died of illness a few years ago, and her mother's family did not rely on it.

Ling Makeup could see the gratitude in her eyes, smiled and encouraged a few words, and gave a pearl.

Liu was a little flattered, and hurriedly bowed down to thank him.

The eunuch who was on the watch knocked twice, and shouted loudly as he walked: "Peaceful years, Yongshao Deguang, the prince is very happy today!"

Lu's, Liu's and others are all smiling, with indoor flowers, and the good times are flowing.

Outside, there was a singing voice of the ceremony: "The Prince of the Yuan Holy Rite is coming to the Rouyi Palace-"

If it was an ordinary ceremony, the crown princess would welcome her out, but today the Lu family and the others hurriedly covered Ling Makeup's head and helped her sit down.

Rong Xijue stepped into the inner hall and turned the rosewood partition with carved floral patterns. At a glance, I saw the bride who bowed her head and sat quietly under the heavy tent.

He stared at her, a smile on his lips, and waved lightly to order all those he served to retreat.

Liu's first service did not yet know the temperament of the crown prince. I saw a young man with a long body and a beautiful appearance coming slowly, stunned for a moment, and was about to remind the wedding ceremony, Lu gently pulled her sleeve. He gestured to go down with her.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ling Xiang gently twisted her skirt with both hands, nervous for no reason.

The two have long been in the same bed, and at this time, they have a lot of cherished apprehensions.

Rong Xijue did not use the gold scale, but leaned over and lowered his head, lifted the red hijab slightly, and spied Ling makeup from the bottom.

Ling Xiang couldn't help but smile when he saw his long eyebrows flying obliquely, his expression narrowed. I took off my hijab.

The surroundings suddenly lit up, the brilliant candle flame reflected her full of vermilion and golden light, a jade face and red lips under the gorgeous crown, and the bright red lipstick lined her with scorching beauty, a little sandalwood, three points more beautiful than usual, but she was really a wonderful person with light makeup and heavy makeup.

She has a moon skirt, and he has a jade color, Rong Xijue holds Ling Makeup's hand, which is not like ordinary Meng Lang. But she looked at it with a good eye, with a smile on the corner of her lips, and a spring breeze on her face, slowly leading her to the red sandalwood carved flower drawer next to the west wall.

The rectangular kang table is covered with a large red group of velvet satin embroidered with double happiness and gold thread. A pair of Haiyan River jade candlesticks are lit with huge dragon and phoenix candlesticks. The delicacies in the calendula plate are shaped like decorations, but the cups with red threads are eye-catching.

Rong Xijue didn't let go of Ling makeup, and only used one hand to hold the pot and slowly fill the two double fish ear dragon teng gold bottles.

His expression was very focused, and Ling Makeup was actually stupid.

At the beginning, it was clear that I had no choice but to please my parents, but it has only been more than a month. It seems that her original intention is gone, and now she is just enjoying his favor and doing her duty, but she doesn't dare to think about the future at all.

The beautiful scenery of the good day, such as the beauty of flowers, but what I dare not think of is all in front of me.

The position of the crown princess is not a joke, he promised her the position of the princess, why doubt the sincerity.

Rong Xijue handed a glass of wine in her hand and stretched out her hand to signal.

He was very tall, and he was standing straight at the moment, and Ling Xiangqing intersected with him.

At this moment, for the first time, she really had the feeling of raising her eyebrows and staying for the rest of her life, all kinds of things in the past, such as dying yesterday, meeting his gentle gaze and swallowing mellow wine, she thought, from now on, husband and wife will follow, life and death depend on each other.

The two put down the cups, and Rong Xijue actually reached over, pulled out the golden hairpin and jade ornaments from her hair one by one, and threw them on the ground.

The spring cold is not warm, and the gold brick floor is covered with thick five-color woven velvet felt, and the gold and jade gems fall to the ground, quietly.

It wasn't until her long hair was half-hung and flowed down like a waterfall that he looked down and sniffed it with satisfaction, and said, "It's beautiful." ”

Looking at the mess, Ling Xiang laughed and burned his cheeks.

Rong Xijue saw that she would be mistaken, and with a happy mood, she spread her arms.

Ling Xiang understood, and skillfully removed the jade crown and jade belt for him, and the heraldic ribbon had not yet been placed on the hanger, and he had already caught it.

This person often uses this to make things bad, Ling Xiang didn't dare to let him come, so he hurriedly dodged some of them, and said, "Don't dare to ask His Highness to wait for a change of clothes." ”

"I've done all the bathing, and I'm still afraid of making a suit?" Rong Xijue's hands and feet were smart, where was Ling makeup able to resist, and in a blink of an eye, he had already removed her coat and took her into his arms, which was really light.

Ling Xiang hurriedly said: "We haven't freshened up yet......"

Rong Xijue suddenly hugged her and laughed.

Ling Xiang was stunned.

He had gradually retracted his smile, his expression turned solemn, and he put his arms around her and looked down.

In addition to wearing a crown, he also has long hair and is as beautiful as an immortal, and his eyes are getting softer and softer, like a clear long white pool, and only she is contained in it.

Ling Xiang also stopped moving, looking up at him.

Rong Xijue watched quietly for a while, took her to the west window, and lifted the red silk on the ground.

Here is a long row of glass windows, the base of the main hall is quite high, the two stand side by side, you can see the bronze carving phoenix lantern in the courtyard looking up to the sky.

This pair of phoenixes symbolizes the glory of the crown princess, and the Rouyi Hall is surrounded by various palace lamps, and the lights and shadows outside are floating, which is peaceful.

And in the sky, there is a crescent moon as light as a willow, but it is still bright and moist over the stars.

Ling Xiang accompanied him to look at the starry sky, but he felt peaceful and peaceful in his heart.

Rong Xijue raised her hand and grabbed a strand of her hair, and put it in one place with her long hair, forming a concentric knot.

Seeing his slender fingers, which were as white as jade, doing this unexpected thing, Ling Xiang's throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and Yingying autumn water suddenly surged with tide.

"Married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love. Rong Xijue's voice was low and pleasant, like a gently plucked Gayageum.

Ling Xiang threw himself into his arms, choked up, and continued: "Lang Jun, for the rest of your life, don't change again, if you change again, I'm just afraid that I can't bear it." ”

At this moment, Rong Xijue really felt the heart-warming emotion of the woman in her arms, which was different from when she was committed a month ago.

He raised her head with a slight smile, and his breath brushed on her jade face: "From now on, sleep together at night, walk with day, I will not leave you." ”

Ling Xiang stood on tiptoe, holding his big head, and printed red lips on his face.

This night, Luan Feng and Ming, flying with wings. (To be continued.) )