"Miss is obviously a big beauty with fine skin and tender meat!" Rong Cui praised sincerely.

Qingluan nodded heavily, "Miss looks good from head to toe. No wonder the regent can't put it down. ”

"Huh~ Don't mention it! Jun Mo dyed him very cold. ”

Feng Wuwu sighed helplessly, she really admired Jun Moran a little, and let her toss him all night, he still sat still.

Qingluan was thin-skinned, and when she heard Feng Wuwu tell her about the private matter between her and Jun Moran, she instantly blushed.

In order to hide the embarrassment on her face, she turned her head again and again and asked Rong Cui, "How is Donglin's marriage custom so simple?" ”

Rong Cui sneered, "Sister Qingluan, doesn't she want to get married?" ”

"Not really."

Qingluan was simple-minded, and didn't notice Rong Cui's rather sour tone, so she just stomped her feet in shame.

"Sister Qingluan is really thin-skinned and unteased. In fact, there are not many rules for marriage in the East. For example, on the eve of the wedding, the husband's family usually sends a steady old lady to check the bride's body. For some reason, the regent canceled these cumbersome matters altogether, and repeatedly instructed that no one should be sent to inspect General Fengxiao's body. Rong Cui said.

Hearing this, Feng Wuwu slandered in his heart, and Jun Moran thought thoughtfully.

If she had arranged for the old lady to examine her body, she would not have even been able to pass the first procedure.

Qingluan muttered, "It's too unfair to check your body. Isn't it true that the newlyweds don't need to be checked? ”

Rong Cui said, "Naturally, no. Not only does the bride not need to have his body examined, but he can also exercise the right to a 'trial marriage' on the eve of the wedding. ”

"What is a trial marriage?"

Feng Wuwu raised his eyes and asked curiously.

"The so-called trial marriage is to arrange a maid for the newlyweds on the eve of the wedding, and let him try it first. In this way, the bride can avoid making a fool of himself in front of the bride on the night of candles in the cave room. ”

"How can it be!"

Feng Wuwu just listened to what Rong Cui said, and the anger in his heart soared.

She naturally believed that Jun Moran would not come nonsense, she just felt sad for most of the women in Donglin.

Such a bad habit as "trial marriage" should not exist in the first place.

In this way, it hurts both the maid and the bride.

It is really unreasonable to suffer such a big grievance before you have passed the door.

"Miss, don't be angry, Qingluan thinks that my uncle will not come nonsense."

"Has he ever been to the hospital today?"

Qingluan shook his head, "No." ”

Rong Cui said, "On the eve of the wedding, it is really unlucky that you can't meet." ”

"Master go to the Regent's Mansion to take a peek at him!"

Feng Wuwu got up suddenly, and before he could wipe off the water stains on his body and put on a wide robe, he hurriedly ran to the regent palace.

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The Regent's Palace, the Ink Dyeing Pavilion

In the inner room, there are lights and buildings.

On the window, a long figure sometimes lies on its back, sometimes gets up, and so on and so on, it takes a full quarter of an hour to toss.

Feng Wuwu originally only planned to look at him from a distance, after all, she missed him very much after not seeing him for a day.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the Ink Dyeing Pavilion, several ambiguous whispers of women entered his ears.

Feng Wuwu frowned slightly, she really didn't want to believe that Jun Moran would mess around with others behind her back.

But in his inner room, there was indeed an intermittent and unsightly cry!

"Ge Laozi! It's really unclean! ”

Feng Wuwu crossed her hands on her hips and rushed straight to the door that the Ink Dye Pavilion needed, she was about to kick in the door, but Jun Mo Dye jumped out behind her like a ghost, covering her mouth and nose casually.

"Hmm-"

Feng Wuwu blinked, looked sideways slightly, and looked at the handsome Jun Mo Ran, "Dog thing!" Who is the woman in the house? ”

Jun Moran didn't answer, he leaned over and choked her lips.

Tonight, she is exceptionally sweet.

The body is soft and soft, revealing a beautiful fragrance, which makes people want to stop.

Feng Wuwu was still thinking about the woman in the house, and he worked hard to push Jun Moran aside.

She walked to the door in a huff, her long narrow eyes narrow, and peered intently through the crack in the door.

In the inner room, the candle flame flickered.

In front of the couch, a sizzling charcoal fire is simmering, adding a bit of liveliness to the huge inner room.

On the couch, Jun Fu hugged Jun Mo's wedding dress with an intoxicated face, and whispered tactfully, "Brother Wang... Fu'er likes you so much. ”

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu glared at Jun Mo Ran, who looked indifferent, gritted his teeth and said, "Today, if you don't explain it clearly, Ye Fei will castrate you with his own hands!" ”

"This king just went to the Rongyue Cold Spring to bathe and cleanse himself, and Jun Fu took the opportunity to sneak into the Ink Dyeing Pavilion."

"I haven't slept on the couch, but Jun Fu is embarrassed to take the lead!"

Jun Mo smiled and said in a deep voice, "It's lost." As for the wedding dress in her hand, she threw it away. ”

"Can you lose her father? The master's heart should be tight. ”

Feng Wuwu knew that Jun Fu was Jun Moran's only relative in this world, but she really couldn't stand what Jun Mo was doing.

Although she has no habit of cleanliness, when she saw Jun Fu sleeping on Jun Mo's couch, carrying his wedding clothes, and silently reciting his name in her mouth, she felt that her stomach was overturned.

Jun Moran bowed his head slightly, and whispered in his ear, "This king has sent someone to inform Yun Feibai and let him solve this matter, which is very suitable." ”