Tang Yue's face was calm and let others look at it, as if the person who was watching it was not her, her eyes glanced at the red hijab not far away, and she was about to get down from the woman to pick it up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, Wen Yichen, who was dressed in black, walked over, he bent down to pick up the hijab on the ground, and handed it to Tang Yue, "Here you go." ”

The world has a saying that the son of the world is as gentle as a beautiful jade, and he shows the most elegant state between his gestures.

Tang Yue glanced at Wen Yichen lightly, it was really a jade boy as the world said, she raised her hand and took the hijab, nodded at him without saying anything, covered her red hijab on her head, and whispered to the woman: "You can go." ”

"Wen Shizi, the old slave wants to carry the princess to the wedding room, take a step first." The woman said respectfully to Wen Yichen.

Wen Yichen nodded, "Okay." ”

The woman got permission and turned around with Tang Yue on her back and was about to walk forward, when a cold wind blew in her face, and Tang Yue hurriedly covered the hijab on her head with her hand to prevent the wind from blowing off.

It's just that the hair she left on her back was blown up by the wind, and it coincidentally swept from Wen Yichen's cheeks, and a light fragrance penetrated into her nose.

Wen Yichen's heart moved, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes staring at Tang Yue lying on the woman.

He raised the hand he had just taken and put it between his nose and sniffed it, the smell was somewhat familiar, he seemed to have smelled it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.

Wen Yichen raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and let out a deep breath, how could he have seen the fourth miss of the Tang family since he was a child, maybe it was because he was too depressed in the past two days that he hallucinated.

"Yichen, you shouldn't have a crush on her." Wei Yiheng saw that his expression was wrong, so he hurriedly walked over and said in a low voice, "She is the prince's woman, although the prince has never admitted it, but in the eyes of the world, she is Princess Li, you are not allowed to move crooked thoughts." However, there are many ways to save her. ”

After all, this woman is an innocent victim, and it is not an exaggeration to save her, and with the temperament of the prince, he is definitely unwilling to let a woman he has never seen go to the same cave with him, and when the time comes, rescue her and let her live incognito.

Wen Yichen shook his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I just feel that she is a little familiar, as for your proposal, I also agree, just wait until the prince is buried and save her." ”

It's just a woman, it's a very simple thing for them, and the prince doesn't need an unknown woman to accompany the funeral, but just now he was sure that the smell was smelled somewhere, but he couldn't remember it, maybe it was just a coincidence and similarity.

Because it was a secret marriage, there was no big feast in King Li's mansion, and many people who watched the ceremony left after Tang Yue and King Li's coffins were sent into the cave room.

For a while, Li Wangfu fell into silence, which was extremely depressed and dull.

The snow was still falling outside, and the inside of the happy house was also as cold as an ice cellar, without a trace of warmth at all.

It was not that the people in King Li's mansion deliberately made things difficult for Tang Yue, but because King Li's coffin was here, they were afraid that the temperature would be too high and hurt King Li's body, so they didn't make a fire in the happy room.

"Miss, the people in King Li's Mansion are too much, how can you even give Miss a stove on such a cold day." Xiao Yu stomped his foot angrily, dissatisfied with the authenticity.

Even if the young lady wants to be buried with her, isn't she still dead yet, and they are obviously torturing the young lady by doing this.

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