Fang Mochen sent Mo Youyuan back to Sumei Pavilion, and it took a lot of comfort to let her sleep peacefully. When he was about to leave, he found that she was not sleeping well, so he stayed and stayed with her until the sky was white. The real purpose of coming tonight was not achieved, and it was inconvenient to say anything to her at this time, Fang Mochen only hated that he didn't have enough ability to protect her. Thinking of the agreement with King Li, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, at least he didn't have to worry about Youyuan's safety in the future. He will wait for her, and when that day comes, he will be able to protect her for the rest of her life.

This night, Mo Youqian spent all night in a nightmare, and the next day Fang Shi was so angry that she trembled when she learned about it, she told Mo Jinqian about it, and Mo Jinqian was almost angry to death. He never thought that he, the eldest son who was not an adult, would be a bastard to such a point. Looking back, he couldn't help but wonder, Yu Yuan obviously has special abilities, and it shouldn't be a problem to deal with Hong Yu, how could he almost be succeeded by him?

The ugliness of the family should not be publicized, not to mention that Emperor Qin had spoken before, how could Mo Jinqian dare to let this kind of thing spread, secretly disposed of a few people who knew about it, and brought Mo Hongyu to the ancestral hall for careful interrogation. Under his repeated questioning, Mo Hongyu was relieved, but unfortunately, before he could tell the truth, a short knife suddenly shot and stuck in Mo Hongyu's heart, Mo Hongyu was killed on the spot, and he didn't have time to say a word.

Mo Jinqian found that a black shadow flashed on the left side of the tablet, and he chased it out, but unfortunately he was a step slower after all. However, he deduced that if he could shoot Mo Hongyu right under his nose, the person who came must be a Xuan Qi level above level six. The people in the house carefully ruled out the possibility, and outside, it seemed that they could not find a suspicious object, and Mo Hongyu's death became a mystery.

Tomorrow is the day of Youyu's marriage, and at this time, he can only suppress the truth that Mo Hongyu was killed, Mo Jinqian hid his body in the ice cellar, thinking that he would mourn after the wedding of the two princes.

Mo Jinqian only got an eldest son when he was established, and he only had two sons in his life, although Mo Hongyu was absurd, he was reluctant to punish him heavily, and now the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, his heart ached, as if he was ten years old in an instant.

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion didn't know that Mo Hongyu had an accident, thinking that he was locked up in the ancestral hall by the Prime Minister and not released. Everyone was busy with the affairs of leaving the cabinet, and until the next day, no one remembered him.

Mo Youyuan has been in love for two days, and her love has improved a lot, and she seems to have grown up in an instant, and the whole person is not happy or angry, which makes people unable to figure out her thoughts. Before the sky was dark on the day of the wedding, Mo Youyuan was awakened by the inkstone, opened the door, and a mermaid who should be blessed by makeup entered. When Yiqiē was ready, and the big red Xipa of the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang covered the top of Mo Youyuan's head, she still inevitably became nervous.

The recent changes have made Mo Youyuan sensitive, and people are not as innocent as they used to be, all their thoughts are buried deep in their hearts, even if Yanxiang has nothing to talk about her, she now feels that she is like a changed person, and now, she is not as direct and casual as before in front of Youyuan.

The red sun rises in the east, the sun shines on the earth, and the gongs and drums in the front yard are noisy and lively. The servants in the Sumei Pavilion ran out to wait for the arrival of the welcoming team, Yanxiang looked at the young lady who was sitting on the edge of the bed, with a head covered with Xipa for more than an hour, and felt very distressed in her heart, and couldn't help but ask softly: "Miss, do you want the slave to prepare some food, you don't have a chance to eat today." ”

Mo Youyuan shook her head and replied, "No need, I can still survive without eating for a day, and you don't have to worry." ”

In fact, after that night, her spiritual power regained again, even if she didn't eat for a few days, it didn't matter. The innate spiritual power that she was once proud of also failed, and she no longer believed in anyone or anything. The only person in this world who can be relied on is himself.

The silence in Sumei Pavilion was in strong contrast to the hustle and bustle of the front yard, and the inkstone was so suffocating that he couldn't breathe, and he opened his mouth but couldn't find a topic. On the wedding day, the bride could not speak, she could not lead the young lady to speak, so she had to wait patiently for the arrival of King Li's welcoming procession.

When the prince and nobles get married, they must first go to the temple to worship and pay homage to their ancestors, and then they can take the wedding team to marry the newlyweds. Chenshi held a ceremony in the main hall of the government, and then take the car around the capital, meaning to have fun with the people, and then can be sent back to the palace, the bride is sent to the cave room, the groom also needs to feast, until the night when a couple of newlyweds share a meal, a qiē etiquette is completed.

The welcoming team of the Li Palace's family was long overdue in anticipation, and Su Mei Pavilion received the news and Mo Hongqing carried Mo Youyuan out of the boudoir, came to the front yard to bid farewell to the newcomers, and then walked out of the mansion by the bride.

Qin Chitong sat in a wheelchair in a red robe, looking at Xipa, Mo Youyuan, who was wearing a gorgeous red wedding robe, slowly walked towards him with the pace of Xi Niang, his eyes reflected her figure, although he couldn't see the face under Xipa, this dress alone was already amazing to him.

When Xi Niang handed Mo Youyuan's plain hand into Qin Chitong's hand, he gently held her soft hand and said, "You follow this king slowly, and someone will help you up before you get to the car." ”

Feeling the temperature in his palm, his originally nervous heart calmed down a lot. Today, his voice was no longer indifferent from the previous two times, it seemed to have a little delicate warmth, although it was not easy to detect, Mo Youyuan still caught it sensitively. Perhaps, it was because of his transformation that her heart softened a little.

Board the car and enter the imperial city, get off the car at the inner gate of the imperial city and follow Qin Chitong into the political hall, according to the singing words of the presiding officer of the Ministry of Rites, the newcomer completes the steps step by step. Out of the political hall, Mo Youyuan couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, there was no mistake, although she couldn't see the emperor and queen who was high, she was still nervous and couldn't help herself.

Boarding the car again, Qin Chitong sat next to her, he naturally picked up her soft, and interlocked her fingers, at this moment, Mo Youyuan completely fell into his tenderness. Since then, their husband and wife have become one, sharing honor and disgrace, life and death.

Suddenly, there was a whispered discussion in her ears, and Mo Youyuan listened to it to understand that it turned out that the car that Yu was looking for was behind her. Wherever the car on his side passes, the people of the Jade Mansion will scatter thick rose petals, and the car that the Jade is looking for will drive by. It is said that the cage she married was not only ten miles of red makeup, but I am afraid that there is no woman who has ever married can compare.

After going around the capital, the car drove directly to King Li's mansion, and at some point, Qin Chitong had already let go of Mo Youyuan's hand. Xi Niang answered with a smile below, Mo Youyuan stretched out her hand and put it in the palm of Xi Niang's hand, and got out of the car with her strength. For some reason, there was a faint melancholy in my heart.