Chapter Twenty-Three: I'll Be Good to You

The wedding date was set by Su Mu, and if she sent Mulan out early, she would have been at ease. The wedding date is ten days later.

The rewards of Jun Buwu came to the cold palace one after another, and Su Musha saw the big red marriage, and a hanging heart finally let go, because in the Southern Liang Kingdom, only the main wife wore red when she got married.

When the wedding came, Mulan cried very sadly, of course she was reluctant to cover Su Mu, and her tears had already wet her makeup.

"Today you are a bride, how bad it is to cry like this and be seen by the groom, be happy."

Lying on the bed, Su Musha, who was pale, opened his arms and hugged Mulan, and said jokingly, "If I can't get out of the palace, I can't go to the mansion of the household servant." Don't you stop coming to see your former master just because you've become the daughter-in-law of the Tobe servant? ”

"Miss, don't make fun of me."

Mulan said with a smile, she looked at Su Musha's appearance seriously, as if she wanted to keep Su Musha's appearance in mind.

"Miss Mulan, the auspicious time has come, let's get on the sedan chair."

Xi Po said urgingly.

Mulan left Su Musha's embrace and knelt on the ground solemnly.

Kowtowed three times in a row, and the big red wedding dress bloomed into a beautiful flower on the cold ground of the cold palace: "Miss Dag, Mulan will never forget it." Miss Da En, Mulan is difficult to repay for her three lives. Miss Da Grace, Mulan will never forget. ”

Xi Po hurriedly pulled Mulan up.

Su Musha just smiled, she knew that Mulan could only be at ease by doing this, and Su Musha didn't stop it.

Mulan turned to leave, and the fiery red wedding dress stung Su Musha's eyes.

She seems to have seen herself a year ago, and she was also married to Jun Buwu without hesitation in such a fiery wedding dress.

The sun seemed to be so bright that day, the white clouds seemed to be so white, and the wind seemed to be so warm that day.

The qiē of that day made Su Musha a year ago feel that his fate was just right.

The sound of joy gradually moved away from the secluded cold palace.

Su Mu lay on the bed, looking at the tulip flowers outside the door, and did not move for a long time.

In the silent night, Jun Buwu pushed open the door of the cold palace and looked at Su Musha, who was wiping Biyun Xiao on the bed.

"Mulan is leaving, I will ask Li Deguang to send a few more people over tomorrow."

Su Musha didn't give the slightest glance to Jun Buwu in the wheelchair, and wiped the Biyun Xiao in her hand wholeheartedly, as if that was her world.

"Mulan got married today, but I remembered that when I promised to marry you, you were as happy as a child."

Jun Buwu was in a good mood today, and he didn't care about Su Musha's ignorance of him, and continued, "Actually, I already knew that you liked me, and I knew it by looking at your eyes. ”

Su Musha was still wiping his blue cloud flute unknowingly.

"Su Musha, I will treat you well."

Jun Buwu looked at Su Mu for a long time, and only after a long silence did he say this sentence.

This sentence seemed to liberate Su Musha from his own world.

Su Musha took the Biyun flute, turned over and got out of bed with difficulty, her body tortured by Huang Quanluo gradually weakened and couldn't support her walking, she squatted in front of Jun Buwu, tilted her head and asked, "What do you mean to treat me well?" ”

Su Musha's appearance at this moment reminded Jun Buwu of Su Musha's appearance when he was young, innocent, a tendon to the end, but when he likes himself, he is sneaky and shy.

"I'll be nice to you."