The wind and clouds are set for thirty-two years, the third day of the third month of March, the blue sky is like washing, the three princes of Fengyun are married, marry the daughter of the richest man in Fengyun, the black coffin of Nanmu, the five miles of wealth and silk, the five miles of white silk, the city is a sensation, and the people see the excitement of not being sad or happy.

After a lapse of March, the sky is sunny and cloudless, the three princes of Fengyun remarried, married a childhood sweetheart, eight people in a car, ten miles of red makeup, the princess guard of honor, the people poured out of the nest, and the celebration was the jubilation of the good couple Tiancheng Mandarin Duck neck.

On the eaves of the garden, Feixue is dressed in white like snow, sitting on her knees, her eyes are indifferent, her ears are a burst of noisy excitement in the city, and in her eyes, there is a festive red.

The wind is cold and the wedding is cold, the wedding guard of honor goes around the city, the grace of God, and the queen mother is honored*.

This kind of array is not something that the richest businessman in Zhaofu District can prepare.

Feixue was cautious and panicked, looking at the guard of honor, obviously panicked, but on his face, there was no wave in the ancient well, and he was calm and calm in the wind and rain in the world.

The tears in my heart have already flowed into a river of waves, but the clear eyes are as astringent as dry land, the wind passes, and the clouds are light, but it is another faint Mo Anran.

The reality is cruel, you can't avoid it, you can't avoid it.

The end of the world is nothing more than that, if you can see it, it will be like this, if you can't see it, it will still be like this.

If you are numb, you will not feel pain, and if you are numb, you can ignore those deep in your heart.

The burial heart is shallow and plain, standing on the side of Feixue in the wind, today, especially not leaving an inch.

"Princess, the master cares about you in his heart." Fu Xin usually hardly speaks, but today, for some reason, looking at Feixue's appearance in this atmosphere of great joy, there was an inexplicable slight stirring in her heart, and she had been by Feng Qinghan's side for so long, although Feng Qinghan's mind couldn't guess ten, she could guess one or two.

Feixue was slightly surprised, Mu Ran pulled her lips, and said this, in her opinion, she really felt funny and sarcastic, Feng Qinghan naturally cared about her in her heart, if not, why did she take such pains during this time, and protect her without leaking.

Are you afraid that she will escape and lose the face of his dignified third prince? Or are you afraid that she will accidentally hurt his delicate bride?

"The Three Princes Mansion married the emperor and the county lord of Anping, such a grand event, in fact, Jingyuan will not need so many people," his eyes swept lightly towards the empty surroundings, Feixue pulled his eyebrows, and his tone was smooth and could not hear any emotional fluctuations, like a wooden doll that could talk, "From the first time I saw you, I knew that you were extraordinary, and your identity was different from that of ordinary maids, although my body is not good these days, but my feelings are becoming more and more acute, and the jade face is not there, but presumably the two newcomers are not general, with the three of you, I couldn't run. Other people are a little bit more than a snake, Feng Qinghan is also a very smart person, how can he marry, this head is like a paste, so good! ”

Mei's eyes trembled, and she stared at Feixue for a moment, Mo Yan and Mo Xing were trained in the dark as shadows since they were children, although their martial arts are not how high, but their assassination skills should be said to be unmatched, if it weren't for the jade face who had already confessed, Ren Fuxin would not have been able to detect the two air-like beings, and they, the princess, could be so lightly perceived......

"Princess!" I was surprised, but I didn't know that for a killer who had gone through countless bloody storms, the most familiar thing was the extremely dark smell of blood, Mo Yan and Mo Xing from childhood to adulthood, how many people they hid in the shadows, although they were good at stealth, but, the ghostly aura on the body, hidden from others, but not from Feixue, just because, once, she was a darker person than them, if the killing could be washed away, then, her hands, will be able to dye the entire Lechuan River.

"Those people are gone." Feixue glanced at it, and her slender index finger gently pointed at the bustle in the city, "Look, today, your master's wedding, the whole Fengyun City is hot and depressed, I can't escape, and I don't want to escape today, why force such a confinement by my side, and the people who provoke it are out of breath." ”

After a slight hesitation and a slight gesture, Feixue suddenly felt that the air around her was much more refreshing, "You are different from the funeral flower." ”

"It's all the same, it's not different." Fu Xin glanced at the bright red guard of honor that was getting closer and closer to the Three Princes' Mansion, frowned slightly, and persuaded: "Princess, noon has passed, the auspicious time is approaching, the sun is scorching, the slave and maid help you back to the room to rest first." ”

Sakura's lips tugged, and Feixue looked back and chuckled, "It's okay!" ”

The words fell, jumped lightly, landed on the ground, and no matter what the expression of the funeral heart was, he walked towards the room without looking back, the June sun, she was dizzy, and the clear spring in her heart was boiling.

She thought, maybe when she woke up, it would be the next day, and when she woke up, those dazzling reds would dissipate slightly, even if she couldn't sleep so well until tomorrow, at least, when Feng Qinghan and Shangguan Xiyan were married, she was in her sleep, and she didn't know what to do.

Clearly, though, it backfired.

The Three Princes' Mansion is like a city, the voices are boiling, the sound of congratulations can be described as deafening, the scenery garden of the flying snow is also far away from the front hall, but it is not able to resist the momentum of the sound breaking through the air, and the flying snow is stirred up and turned, although it is extremely tired but still unable to sleep.

Feixue bowed her knees and sighed, only saying that the saint was unkind and regarded the people as a dog, but God was unkind to her Zhao Feixue as a dog, and she was born after death, all because of the sin.

"Princess." Biyun gently called out Feixue, who still didn't know where he was, and said tremblingly: "The palace is too noisy today, do you want to walk around?" ”

Qingping thought a little more, pulled a handful of Biyun heavily, and after shaving her reproachfully, she presented a glass of water to Feixue, "The weather is hot and crowded, and the whole capital is very restless, how can there be a quiet and comfortable garden." ”

Feixue raised her eyebrows, smiled indifferently, and saw the funeral heart standing at the door like a bamboo, and her heart moved, so she got off the bed.

Qingping and Biyun were stunned when they saw Feixue suddenly walking towards the door without saying a word, and then quickly followed, worrying: "Princess, where are you going?" ”

"Didn't Biyun persuade me to walk around?"

Biyun lowered her eyebrows in shame, she only thought about Feixue's body, forgetting why the noise in the house came from today, and knew that the prince was extremely unhappy to marry Feixue again, and she wanted to see it out of sight, but she was helpless, she was stupid and clumsy, and actually gave Feixue such a stinky opinion, "The princess is not in good health, or Jingyuan is better." ”

Feixue smiled disappreciatively, and glanced at Qingping meaningfully, "The front court is lively, this concubine has never seen others worship and marry in person since she was a child, and today is a rare opportunity, if you don't go to join in the fun, you really can't help yourself." ”

He groaned slightly, "You two stay in Jingyuan, I don't know if there will be anything taboo to boil medicinal food on this good day, today, I think the fire room is also busy, Qingping, Biyun, you might as well open a small stove in Jingyuan, which is convenient for cooking medicine, and can prepare some food for me alone, I am always a little unaccustomed to eating large pot dishes." ”

Biyun was stunned, still puzzled, Qingping trembled, but it was a cold sweat.

I always feel that Feixue's autumn-like eyes have seen people thoroughly.

As for the funeral heart, Feixue will follow her whether she says it or not.

The photo book says: The thirty-second year of the heavens, the sixth day of the sixth month, when the sixth day is on duty, everything is appropriate, and it is a day of great luck, and it is a good day for three minutes.

When Feixue and Fuxin rushed to the vestibule from Jingyuan, it was not three o'clock, the red candle was current, the people in front of the hall were like paintings, and the red silk was held at one end, and the concierge pulled his throat solemnly.

Feixue was dressed in white like snow, and entered immediately.

The full hall of guests was suddenly silent, and Si Yi pulled his throat to prepare to shout before he could say anything, and his face was red.

The hall was silent, silent, and everyone's eyes were either shocked or surprised, sympathetic or shameless.

The wind is cold and looks back, overflowing with color and streamer; Shangguan Xiyan lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

Shui Ling'er glanced at the phoenix, sarcastic and sarcastic; The wind is clear and the demeanor is outstanding, and between the chuckles, it is as secretive as it is deep.

Feixue pulled her lips, and her eyes were as deep as the Milky Way in the sky, shining brightly.

After a moment of silence, Feixue indifferently glanced at the full house, raised her eyebrows, bowed her head towards the concierge Si Yi, smiled apologetically, Si Yi was in a trance, coughed his throat, and immediately opened his throat:

"The auspicious time is here, the newlyweds worship the church!"

"Worship heaven and earth—"

"The Second Worship Hall—"

"Husband and wife worship each other—"

"After the ceremony, send it to the cave room!"

"Congratulations to the third prince on his new marriage, and I wish the prince and the new princess an early birth of a noble son, with white heads and eyebrows." Si Yi bowed his head and took the lead in congratulating and saluting.

When the guests saw this, they were not far behind, and at that time, above the happy hall, the sound of congratulations was endless, sprinkled with joy, and the flying snow who listened frowned.

"Three princesses!" Shui Ling'er smiled coquettishly, and Ying Ying walked in front of Feixue, "Today is Brother Han's big day, you are dressed so quietly, but?" After a slight pause, Shui Ling'er groaned slightly, and gloated more and more laughing, and fell into the well, "But is it for the occasion, in order to meet your current situation?" ”

"Huh!" Feixue smiled lightly and glanced at Shangguan Xiyan's graceful figure, "Your brother Han's second wedding, it's not you who married, Ling'er, what are you happy about!" ”

Shui Ling'er was stunned, her expression was resentful, and her face turned pale.

Feixue smiled, "Ling'er, why don't you worry, your brother Han is marrying a concubine today, and the position of the side concubine is still vacant, according to Ling'er's beauty and intelligence, it is only a matter of time before he enters the Three Kings' Mansion!" Why bother to be in a hurry, you should be laughed at if you hate to marry like this! ”

"You!" Shui Ling'er was angry.

The light in his eyes and the cold wind surrounded by all the guests condensed each other, Feixue smiled coldly, his face was full of cold arrogance and alienation, "That's it, but that's it!" ”