On the day of marriage, the whole palace is full of lights, the decoration is beaming, people can not only carnival for a day but also have paid vacation compensation, everyone has to talk and laugh together to praise the future princess for good fortune and good character, and the whole house is a happy scene.

And Lan Xing'er was dragged up from the warm quilt by Xiaolian before dawn, and then she and a group of maids surrounded her like a cheerful butterfly in front of and behind her, she just needed to close her eyes and enjoy the last time before she was single, but the thought of marrying * from now on, she was still very nervous.

It is said that marriage is the grave of love, well, then love without marriage is not dead and has no place to be buried.

All kinds of messy and strange thoughts have been bumping into Lan Xing'er's mind, and they don't stop for a moment. Until she heard Xiaolian behind her say excitedly: "Wow, the master is so beautiful today." He slowly opened his glasses.

When I walked in front of the bronze mirror, I saw that I was wearing a festive red robe and a xia veil, wearing a phoenix crown, and lightly sweeping the moth eyebrows, which was very moving. It turns out that he can be so charming.

"Master, you are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen." Xiaolian said with heartfelt admiration.

Lan Xing'er is actually grateful to everyone here, Xiaolian, she has been taking care of her wholeheartedly since she moved into the prince's mansion, and everyone here respects her very much, so that she does not feel lonely at all in such a strange dynasty.

"When Xiaolian gets married, she must be very beautiful, and I will give you a dowry." Although she is a subordinate, after getting along for a long time, Lan Xing'er has long regarded Xiaolian as a good sister.

"Master, look at you, Xiaolian will always be with you if she doesn't marry." Xiaolian's face was shyly crimson.

It seems that all ancient women knew how to be reserved and blush, except for her Lan Xing'er.

"I'm so good-looking, if I really want to stay with me for the rest of my life, I won't be a sinner!"

The master and servant were joking, and the people outside had begun to loudly announce that the auspicious time had arrived.

After hearing the voice, Xiaolian hurriedly covered Lan Xing'er with her hijab, and then helped Lan Xing'er out. Because today is the day of the great joy of the Seven Princes, the entire Lai'an Dynasty is the jubilant sound of artillery battles, the trees in the palace are full of countless red ribbons, and the front of the door is crowded, and people are scrambling to see which blessed woman has become the princess of the god of war in their minds.

The surging crowd stood shoulder to shoulder, all sticking their heads out to watch this gorgeous wedding. In order to ensure the normal progress of the wedding, the soldiers had to stand in front of the door to maintain order.

In the lobby, the marriage ceremony kicked off with a burst of gongs and drums, joyful firecrackers sounded, and the smile on Jun Mochen's face in a red wedding dress in the hall was difficult to hide, which made people dumbfounded for a while.

With the sound of "worship heaven and earth" sounded, Lan Xing'er was covered with a hijab and was about to step forward to salute, who knew whether it was nervous or excited, and the foot was unstable and stepped on his wedding clothes, only to hear the sound of "oops", Xiaolian was about to step forward to support the hand stunned in mid-air, Lan Xing'er had fallen to the ground.

When Lan Xing'er got up in embarrassment with Xiaolian's support, the first thing he cared about was not the various embarrassments in his heart, but picking up the hijab, standing up and looking at Jun Mochen and the civil and military officials in front of him, and really wanted to dig a pit and bury himself for a while.

Fortunately, Jun Mochen doesn't mind, you must know that his princess is not an ordinary person, and she will always surprise him at various times and occasions, so this time seems to be no exception.

"Did the fall hurt?" Jun Mochen asked softly.

Lan Xing'er shook her head, Xiaolian took the hijab and just wanted to cover her, only to hear Jun Moxuan, who was high up, shouting: "Xing'er......"

Lan Xing'er and Jun Mochen looked at him at the same time, only to see Jun Moxuan slowly walk in front of Lan Xing'er, holding her shoulders with both hands, those bright eyes were full of endless sadness, and even opened in disbelief after being excited: "Xing'er, is it really you?" ”

In fact, it was not only Jun Moxuan who was excited, but also Lan Yifeng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and his wife Su Wanqing, who were present, and after the two looked at each other, they hurriedly stepped forward to take a look:

"It's Xing'er, it's really Xing'er." Because they were afraid that it was the emperor in front of them, Lan Yifeng and his wife could only hold back the lovesick fire and stand behind the emperor.

"Xing'er, do you remember me? I'm your little Xuanzi! ”

Lan Xing'er was confused, but Jun Mochen on the side seemed to hear the clue, how could such an intimate title be between monarchs and ministers, so what is the relationship between him and Xing'er?

"Please let go of the emperor first, she is now my princess." Jun Mochen's domineering reminder.

The words made Jun Moxuan's face twitch constantly, and he put down his hand but stared at Lan Xing'er without blinking. And Xing'er's head was even more killed by eighteen layers of cement and steel bars at this time, and she didn't understand when she met the emperor.

Even if they know each other, they won't let her marry the prince, and who are the couple behind him, and why are the eyes looking at her full of pity and helplessness.

"Enough, you're using me as air?" Lan Xing'er coldly glanced at the few people present.

"You" she accused the emperor's nose and said arrogantly: "I don't know any little Xuanzi and small steamed buns or anything, and I am very disdainful and angry at your behavior of preventing me from getting married." ”

After speaking, he looked at the couple behind him and slowed down his voice and said, "And you, I don't know either, do you know me?" ”

Su Wanqing couldn't help but burst into tears, the one in front of her was their daughter Lan Xing'er, why didn't she know them?

"Xing'er, we are your parents! Why don't you remember? ”

"Parents?" Jun Mochen muttered and repeated, suspicious in his heart, when he met Lan Xing'er, she was just a famous tofu Shih Tzu in Song City, and she had never heard her mention her parents, but now how did a father of the Ministry of Rites appear, thinking that it might be his future father-in-law, looking at them also softened a lot, and there was even a little flattering ingredient in it.

But the first thing to be solved at the moment is the relationship between the emperor and Lan Xing'er, which worries him the most.

It was not only Jun Mochen who was stunned, but also Lan Xing'er, and her parents who appeared inexplicably gave her a headache, because she had crossed over, and as for whether this body had a father who was a big official before, she really didn't know the bottom of her heart.

When the atmosphere was embarrassing, I only heard Jun Moxuan say coldly: "You can't get married, she is my woman." ”

Lan Xing'er was surprised a lot by this sentence, and hurriedly ran to Jun Mochen's back and pulled his sleeve and said, "What are your women, I don't know you." ”

Jun Mochen smiled comfortingly at Lan Xing'er, and then met Jun Moxuan's cold eyes and said, "Your Majesty, let me say it again, she is now my princess, it seems a little inappropriate for you to do this." Jun Mochen said patiently in brotherhood.

"But if you don't have a chapel, you're not a husband and wife." Jun Moxuan was a little angry.

Jun Mochen pulled out a confident smile from the corner of his mouth and leaned into Jun Moxuan's ear and said, "There is no worship hall, but we have already been in the cave room, and we are a veritable husband and wife." Jun Mochen said with a stumbling stump.

This sentence was like a sharp knife plunging straight into Jun Moxuan's heart, and suddenly Long Yan roared angrily: "Come on, take down the Seventh Prince for me." ”

I didn't expect Jun Moxuan to really be small to himself, I think he didn't pursue it when he ran away from marriage, but now for Lan Xing'er, he has turned against himself, it seems that Xing'er's status in his mind is not ordinary and can be described.