Yuan Xiaomo waited in the hall for a while, Lan Qiuhua came out, his attitude was lukewarm, and he planned to withdraw after a few greetings, Lan Zhongpang stopped him, so that he could let him stay for dinner, but with the experience of the last time, Yuan Xiaomo was not so good at talking, and he said that he had learned a lesson. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that Yuan Xiaomo left like this, it had not been half an hour since he came here, how could Lan Qiuhua allow it, she had only seen it once after so many days, she called Yuan Xiaomo, "His Royal Highness King Mo, Qiuhua has something to tell you, can you stay for a while?" ”

"If there is anything, just say it, this king's time is precious." Yuan Xiaomo looked impatient.

"It's that I met the sister of His Royal Highness King Mo a few days ago, and I went shopping with her for a day, she seems to like me very much, and I will marry tomorrow, can you invite her to come to Lanfu?" I want to talk to her. She wanted to borrow Feng Meili to shorten the distance between her and Yuan Xiaomo.

"Sister?" Now Yuan Xiaomo was at a loss, when did he have an extra sister? It's fresh!

"I met her outside your yard that day, she said that she was the sister of Her Royal Highness, and she was married to a wife, and the little slaves at your door called her his wife." Lan Qiuhua was afraid that Yuan Xiaomo would not know, so he explained in detail.

"Uh~!" When did he have one more sister, and when he thought that it was Feng Meili's masterpiece again, he was so angry that he didn't think it was messy enough now.

Lan Qiuhua looked at the expression on Yuan Xiaomo's face very strangely, and didn't know what he was thinking, "Is there anything wrong with Your Highness?" ”

"No, she hasn't been available lately, don't bother her." He didn't answer Lan Qiuhua's words in this answer, but it was also a tacit acquiescence that he had a sister.

The wedding is imminent, early this morning, Lan Qiuhua got up to dress up, asked a famous mother-in-law to help with makeup, coiled up her hair, wore a hosta, put on rouge gouache, dotted cinnabar, and added a wedding robe, Lan Qiuhua is also a middle-class beauty, so she is really beautiful.

When everything is ready, put on the head and hold an apple in hand, and wait for the King of Mo to come and marry.

Lan Qiuhua is quite nervous, she is going to get married today, all this is like a dream, and she is still marrying a man who makes her heart move.

She nervously tugged at the clothes on her legs, waiting for the arrival of the auspicious time, the hourglass passed slowly, until the arrival of the auspicious time, she listened to the movement outside.

There was only the voice of the mother-in-law urging in a hurry, and the quarrel between the father and the brothers, why hasn't he come yet, King Mo, she comforted herself in her heart, he must have been delayed by something on the way, and wait.

Outside, Lan Zhongpang had already quarreled with several sons, and Lan Zhongpang felt that King Mo would definitely marry Lan Qiuhua, if he was treacherous, his old bones would not be just like that.

Lan Zhongpang's eldest son stood up, "Dad, don't wait, let Qiuhua don't wait, our Lan family has no shortage of this safe haven, looking at King Mo's attitude is not to take our Lan family seriously." ”

The third child echoed, "Yes, yes, Daddy, we should teach him a lesson while he is still in Lancheng." ”

While they were waiting, a holy decree was delivered from Kyoto to Lancheng. This is the emperor's decree to give the Lan family a holy decree to be beheaded, and the Lan family privately manufactures weapons and increases taxes privately,...... Wait, each of these is evidenced by physical witnesses, and the Lan family can't rely on it if they want to.

In the end, Yuan Xiaomo still went, he didn't carry the scenery of the sedan chair to marry Lan Qiuhua, one person and one horse, followed by a carriage, the carriage sat on Feng Meili, and after swaying for a while, they arrived at Lan Mansion.

The attendant of the Lan Mansion saw that King Mo was coming, and excitedly went in to report, "Master, son, King Mo is here!" ”

This news made Lan Zhongpang happy, he called a few sons, hurry up with me to greet him, the group hurried to the door, and saw that it was indeed Yuan Xiaomo dressed in ordinary clothes, riding a horse, followed by a carriage, King Mo didn't even wear a wedding robe, let alone the team to welcome relatives.

Several sons of the Lan family were furious, this is too much to take their Lan family seriously!

Lan Zhongpang was also angry in his heart, but reason still prevailed, and he greeted him, "The old minister sees His Royal Highness King Mo, Qiuhua is waiting for His Royal Highness King Mo." ”

Yuan Xiaomo got off the horse and took down the phoenix charm glass behind, Lan Zhongpang thought that the carriage was prepared for Lan Qiuhua, but he didn't expect a woman to come down from behind, this woman is still long, who is she?

Lan Tonghua, the third son of the Lan family, recognized it, isn't this the sister of His Royal Highness King Mo, a look can fascinate him, it's so beautiful.

Lan Zhongpang saw Lan Assimilation's expression, pushed him, and whispered, "Who is this?" Do you know? ”

Lan Tonghua took advantage of the gap when Yuan Xiaomo went to pick up Feng Meili and got off the carriage, and quietly said to Lan Zhongpang, "Dad, this is the sister of King Mo, Qiuhua also invited her to dinner, beautiful." ”

"You know that you are beautiful, why don't you tell me about this, King Mo's sister is going to be entertained, no, today is the day when King Mo marries Qiuhua, what is she going to do?" Lan Zhongpang frowned.

Yuan Xiaomo took Feng Meili's hand and came to Lan Zhongpang, "What about Miss Lan?" ”

Lan Zhongpang hurriedly replied, "His Royal Highness King Mo, Qiuhua is waiting for you to come!" Then he looked at the woman on the side, although Lan Tonghua had said it, he still wanted to ask again, "Who is this?" ”

Yuan Xiaomo smiled and said nothing, because there was no need to answer, they soon knew.

Lan Zhongpang invited the two in, according to custom, Yuan Xiaomo was now going to pick up Lan Qiuhua, and then visit the church to get married, but Yuan Xiaomo and Feng Meili sat down in the hall.

And Lan Qiuhua stayed in the room, and the moment she heard Yuan Xiaomo coming, her whole heart was settled, just come.

Just when she was at ease, the maid came with a message, saying that Yuan Xiaomo came with a woman, and she didn't wear a wedding robe or a wedding team.

Anyway, she is also the daughter of an overlord, he actually treated himself like this, Lan Qiuhua felt a pain in his heart, "Who is that woman?" ”

"The slave and maid don't know, but I heard from them that the woman was extremely beautiful, and she was already in the main hall! The lord is receiving them."

Lan Qiuhua is going to see who that woman is! can accompany the ink king.

She took off her skull, put down the apple in her hand, the nervous mood just now no longer existed, and some were full of anger, Yuan Xiaomo, why are you doing this to me.

"Miss, you can't go, quickly put on your head, otherwise it will be unlucky." The maid pulled her from the side.

"Don't pull me, the auspicious time has already passed, and there will be no result if I wait any longer, and King Mo will bring a woman to marry me?" Lan Qiuhua swept all the things on the table, he actually brought a woman to humiliate her, not to marry her, why did he agree to marry her in the first place, Lan Qiuhua cried and smashed everything in the room.

"Miss, calm down first, there is no news from the master's side yet, you wait first, it is not necessary that things will take a turn for the better." The maid was frightened by Lan Qiuhua, she had never seen the young lady like this.

Lan Qiuhua heard the maid's comfort, she looked up to the sky and laughed, is there a turnaround? In fact, she had already felt that King Mo had no feelings for her, she was just deceiving herself, as long as she worked hard, sooner or later he would fall in love with her. It's that she's too naïve.

Who is the King of Ink? He's so easy to fool?

"What are you going to do now, miss?"

"What should I do?" Lan Qiuhua sneered.