Well, it's started, and the plot that she Qiao Le is most familiar with has started again.

From Qiao Le's point of view, the ultimate death player Qi Wang has successfully been set.

That look, that look, that look......

Duan Duan is a cannon fodder villain who is a greedy heroine, always ready to die.

Let's take a look at the No. 2 Liu, if Qiao Le guessed correctly, Liu and King Qi are 99.99% in cahoots.

According to the inherent plot of the rebirth text, this dark line is even buried for the wedding banquet.

After all, it's a banquet, if nothing happens, are you embarrassed to call it a banquet?

No, as the plot develops, Mu Chenfeng carried out the two brides in turn, and each put them into two wedding sedan chairs.

Mu Yue, as a concubine, is a concubine, and she should be in the front sedan chair.

And Mu Jingjing, as a concubine, can only be a side concubine and succumb to the back sedan chair.

Although there is a difference in rank, when everyone is equally miserable, there is nothing to compare.

What could it be compared to?

Is it worse than miserable?

Finally, there was a burst of gongs and drums below, and the suona shook the sky, and the long-awaited sedan chair parade of the people officially began.

Why look forward to it?

Because there is a tradition in ancient times, around the sedan chair, steamed buns will be thrown.

Its special meaning is little known, just say that if you eat this steamed bun, you won't have a toothache.

Of course, throwing steamed buns is an ordinary person's style, the Mu family marries a daughter, and the King of Qi marries a relative, and what is thrown is not steamed buns, but heavy copper coins.

No, Qiao was happy to see a lot of people, and they all went up to be happy.

For a while, the wedding was under criticism, and there was more joy and excitement.

How to look, how to feel funny.

Jun Yan: "Do you like to get married?" ”

Seeing that Qiao Le was watching with relish, Jun Yan suddenly asked with interest.

In fact, why did he come to greet his relatives?

Is it because he is idle?

Of course not.

He just wanted to take Qiao Le to take a look.

He didn't know if Qiao Le had seen it, at least not if he Jun Yan hadn't.

After all, in Beiguan, where ice and snow are frequent, wars are frequent, everything is simple about marriage.

Because no one knows that if there is a happy event today, tomorrow or not, there will be a funeral.

Life and death are not empty words.

Because the least regrettable thing on the battlefield is human life.

And for him at that time, the word "marriage" was even farther away than the horse leather shroud.

There's no reason, it's just simple, I don't want to.

Qiao Le: "Poof, like to get married? I still like to get married......"

Listening to Jun Yan's question, Qiao Le couldn't help laughing.

Looking back, her clear eyes stared at Jun Yan so seriously, which once made Jun Yan think that there was something on his face.

Qiao Le: "Jun Yan, you can't say you like this kind of thing." That's called anticipation, anticipation, you know? ”

Like to get married?

That marriage, second marriage, third marriage, every day to get married.

Jun Yan: "??? ”

Obviously, the big guy Jun is full of confusion about this.

Qiao Le: "For me, marrying is to marry the person I like, wait for him to write three books and six ceremonies, and Hongyan is the letter." In the same way, when you get married, you also marry the person you like, and you look like each other, and you are in a good relationship between life and death. This kind of thing, once is enough, so it's an expectation, not a liking. ”

Leaning in front of the window, Qiao Le analyzed with Jun Yan reasonably.

The eyes that looked at the young man in front of them were full of shallow smiles.

Jun Yan: "I see. ”

Nodding, the sparkling starlight in Jun Yanfeng's eyes made Qiao Le suddenly lose his mind.

At this moment, Jun Yan felt that he understood.

If one day, the city is full of splendor, the flowers bloom for ten miles, I have three books and six ceremonies, and the wild goose is the letter, Le'er, are you willing to go home with me?

Well, I don't care, I have to be willing!