"Brother Bi, why haven't you come yet?" Youyou pinched the wedding dress, with an angry face, her head was covered with a Xipa woven of gold thread, waiting anxiously, through Xipa, she could see the shadow of King Bian Cheng on the side of the square, as if she was looking for something, she was a little impatient.

Yin Jun was immediately displeased, although he didn't know what was going on outside, he could tell a little from the expression of the guest, there seemed to be something wrong.

Yin Jun's cold eyes flashed, and he ordered someone to go and see what was going on, but the person who was sent didn't dare to speak after he came back.

Yin Jun drank it and let him know everything.

The man timidly told the story of the situation, only to hear that a woman dressed in a concubine's costume had come to the celebration.

Youyou's heart sank, carrying the skirt of the wedding dress, not letting the maid drag her tail for her, and rushed out of the hall all the way, Yin Jun didn't have time to stop her, and the little girl was already standing in the square.

"Brother Bi, don't be angry...... Youyou said softly, and then, standing in the middle of the square, facing everyone, he said loudly: "Don't be impatient, that woman is a guest invited by this princess, what's the fuss?" ”

King Bian Cheng looked at Youyou coldly, she invited her? It's just to prove that she is better than others and can raise eyebrows with him, such a small-bellied chicken intestine actually did such an ignorant thing, and the thing that caused an uproar is still to come, Yin Jun will not be so easy to speak, at a glance, this woman, although she is arrogant, is too unreliable.

When these words came out, not only did the crowd not calm down, but the heat wave became more intense, right? Who doesn't know the origin of this concubine's suit? This secluded princess is the daughter of the Yin Monarch, the only princess, but she invited a woman wearing a concubine costume to come. The drama behind the yellow finch?

Otherwise, this King Bian Cheng seems to be cold and silent, but he is still a romantic character?

There are different opinions, all of them have taken root in their hearts, and King Bian Cheng is desperate, this woman is simply a green onion that does not grow big but still has a pungent taste.

King Bian Cheng is in a dilemma, if she leaves like this, it is fine, if she is exposed to Yin Jun's eyes, then there is no defense.

As soon as Xiao Yu got into the crowd, she felt the pain of her heart being torn, even if she fled from the crowd, she still felt a faint pain, the entire Xudu Hall was very lively, but she couldn't hear a single sound, she couldn't get close to him at all, let alone extract anything.

Xiaoyu looked back jealously, this heartache made her dizzy, the memories of her previous life poured up like a wave, why did every scene make her want to cry without tears, the memory of that previous life, as if it was her own personal experience, that was her memory, unconsciously damp sprinkled on her face.

Xiao Yumu raised her hand and touched it, her delicate and slender fingertips, a few drops of crystal liquid were so unfamiliar, it didn't seem to fall from her eyes, she suddenly looked back, and saw the small figure of Bian Chengwang standing on the square in front of the main hall of Xudu, looking majestic, but full of pain.

At this moment, the sixth palace palace has all been preparing for the wedding banquet, and the ghosts are busy, Xiaoyu is familiar with the road to avoid the crowd, and goes straight to the bedroom of King Bian Cheng, or the sixth palace palace, the place she is most familiar with is this dormitory.

The dormitory is splendid, carefully arranged, the gauze tent of hardware and silk is light and ethereal, colorful, the desk is neat, the huge dormitory is full of festive taste, even the bed has been changed, the dragon and phoenix play in the water and carve it, like a living thing, the festive cover, neatly stacked, you can vaguely see the peanuts and fruits placed in the bedding.

Like a symbol of the early birth of a noble son in a folk wedding, Xiaoyu's face turned pale, at this moment, she knew that he was really gone and would never come back, how should she think about everything as rationally as usual, and even showed a hazy sour feeling in her mind: Even if it is just a stand-in, where is it? At least, he's always been there.

Raising her hand and touching the newlywed bed, she seemed to return to the scene of the first meeting, his bed was almost not used for sleeping, he was cold and serious, seemingly frosty, the heat wave in his heart was monstrous, he seemed to be iron-faced and selfless, but he was merciful everywhere, and what sprouted in his heart was his good, he was so good?

Xiao Yu frowned, looked at those dates and peanuts in a daze, I don't know where the evil qi entered the body, she raised her hand and swept it, and the peanuts and dates fell to the ground in a daze: "I'll let you give birth, it's best to give birth to a nine-headed monster to scare people." ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of broken footsteps outside the door, a palace maid stepped in, Xiaoyu's body flashed, and hid behind the hidden barrier, the palace maid had never appeared in the palace, and she looked a little familiar with her dress, she should be the personal maid of Princess Youyou.

The woman tossed and turned in the blend, as if looking for something, and as if she was examining the omissions in the layout of the wedding room, her eyes fell on the bed in shock, and this time, the maid's face suddenly turned green: "What's going on?" It's clearly well arranged. ”

Fortunately, there was no one in the new house, and if he was seen by other ghosts and did not do his job properly, he would definitely be expelled from the palace by the princess, so he quickly collected all the fruits and sprinkled them on the futon again.

Nervously pinching the corners of his skirt, looking around, for fear that there would be other inappropriate places, a sumptuous dinner table, a pot of warm wine made of fine wine, two golden bottles, shining, very appropriate here.

Moving her body behind the barrier, not letting go of any dead ends, Xiao Yu stood up with a swish, ignoring the palace maid's stunned face, and covered her mouth.

"Don't scream, I'm just taking back my things, I won't hurt you, I'll leave when I get my things back."

The maid was stunned, gurgling in her throat, and looked sideways at the person holding her behind her, but Xiaoyu tried hard not to let her see her face, the maid was in pain, and no longer called, but she could still see the purple skirt behind her, and the maid didn't dare to speak.

With a strong finger, the maid's dumb hole and hemp hole were sealed, and Xiaoyu stuffed her into the bookcase, and the maid like mud was tortured by Xiaoyu like a big round ball, kicked her, and stuffed her in.

Outside the door is even more lively, it seems that the bride has been brought back, Xiaoyu suddenly fell lonely, the noisy sound could not occupy the slightest space in her ears, the air was quiet all of a sudden, the wood was already in the boat, perhaps, really can only be missed?

The table full of dishes was her favorite in this life, plus a pot of good wine, it was the joy of life, but, thousands of years old, she felt for the first time that she didn't know the taste of food, she didn't feel it at all, the gold bottle was shining, but it looked extremely blurry in the wordless haze, and she couldn't see the real face.

"Princess, it's been a bumpy journey, it's been hard, please enter the apse." A half-body shrill voice sounded outside the door.

"Come on, the old lady is waiting for you." Xiao Yu took a deep breath, took back the things, everyone went their own way, and hid behind a pile of bedding, at first glance, there was indeed no trace of it.