Sedan chairs, matchmakers, worship halls, bustling crowds, noisy guests......

Mu Yunhuan didn't know how he spent his day, like a puppet being pulled by someone.

Since today was the wedding night, considering her three sisters, she was sent to the North Palace of the Northern Sword Prince, who had no wife.

It's just that I glanced at Beijian from a distance at the palace banquet, and from a distance it was a typical sword eyebrow starry eye, with a cold ice aura in the heroic spirit, and almost zero change in his expression, rejecting people thousands of miles away, cold as ice.

Yun Xuan sat in the new room, and had already taken advantage of the fact that no one had secretly lifted the lid and looked around in the room.

The whole Beigong is simple and low-key luxury, although the whole room is covered with red decorations, but it is not difficult to see from the paintings and layouts hanging in the room that the owner is an elegant person.

She walked to the study, lying quietly on the study couch with a pine and bamboo picture that has not yet been painted, the pen tone is clear and beautiful, the breeze is proud, and there are many kinds of fresh and refined bamboo forest drawings hanging on the wall, and it can be seen that the owner must be a person who loves bamboo.

Wow, in addition to all kinds of ancient books on the shelves, there are many exquisite fans, poems and inscriptions by famous artists, and more of them are all kinds of pine and bamboo pictures......

"Who told you to touch this king's thing?" With a roar, Mu Yun was startled, the bamboo fan in his hand slipped to the ground, and with a snap, the two fan bones were suddenly sadly divided into two sections.

Beijian rushed up in a big stride, picked up from the ground full of heartache, and glared angrily at Mu Yunhuan, who had a panicked face: "Look at the trouble you caused, how can this be good?" You broom star! ”

"Isn't it just a broken fan? Just accompany you! ”

"This is a good Persian incense fan, obtained from a foreign land, rare in the world, how to accompany it?"

Beijian's momentum was like he was going to eat her alive.

Yun Phantom couldn't help but laugh out loud, what? A broken incense fan can be said to be rare in the world, haha, this is too old-fashioned!

The man in front of him was originally an ancient! En, forget it, Yun Huan's eyes turned, thoughtfully, nodded, she picked up the incense fan on the ground and smelled it: "En, it's very fragrant, but this is coated with spices, although the taste is fragrant, it won't last long, one day, it will only be an ordinary fan!" ”

Beijian obviously didn't buy it: "Even if it's only fragrant for a year, a month, a day, can you accompany it?" ”

"Of course! I can not only accompany you with an incense fan, but also accompany you with an incense fan that will never disappear the fragrance! ”

Yun Huan smiled, obviously full of confidence, and agreed.

Bei Jian squinted at her with disdain: "Is it okay to limit it to three days?" ”

"Yes! Yes! She nodded violently, not wanting to get his sneering suspicion.

Suddenly, he hooked her rouge blushing little face and smiled evilly.

"You...... What are you doing? She instinctively took two steps back, her face pale.

"Madam, what do you say this king is going to do?" His evil tease was full of aggression, and his tall figure and chestnut eyes aggressively took two more steps forward, and pressed tightly against her crisp breasts.