Jin Yanjiao was overjoyed when she brushed the hairpin, raised her orchid finger and gently poked his chest, and said sourly: "I didn't expect the 'second master' to get into my room on the wedding night, aren't you afraid of snubbing your newlywed beautiful girl?" ”

"Since Mrs. Jin is so virtuous, then the master should go to the west wing to sleep." Wen Xuan pretended to sigh helplessly, knowing that she must be reluctant to herself, but she still made a gesture and walked away.

Sure enough, before he took two steps, Jin Yanjiao suddenly wrapped his waist from behind, and said coquettishly: "The concubine is reluctant to sleep on someone else's side, don't go!" ”

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Wen Hao's new house is furnished luxuriously, the floor is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, the crystal jade is the lamp, the pearl is the curtain, and there is a huge night pearl hanging on the top of the treasure, like the bright moon above the nine heavens, shining brightly.

Nalan Mingwan sat still in the big red luan tent, maintaining the dignified and reserved attitude that a newlywed woman should have, but the constantly overlapping hands in the big red cloud sleeves quietly leaked out the nervousness she should have at this age.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and Ming Wan raised her eyes to look through the gap in the bead curtain of the phoenix crown, and saw her husband, who came affectionately in a red wedding dress.

Wen Hao sat beside her, and in his dark eyes, which were as cold as black jade, the warm candle shadow was reflected red.

After a few months, he didn't expect that he would think about her all the time, although the beauties he had seen were like carp crossing the river, but in his eyes they were just some floating flowers, light and vulgar.

What he didn't expect was that in the deep courtyard of the royal family and the Houmen, there was such a delicate and elegant, indifferent cousin, so that just because of a hurried glimpse under the marriage, he was already deeply rooted, and the frozen heartstrings were strangely plucked.

Wen Hao lovingly held the bride's jade hand, and his hoarse voice was as deep as the sea, slowly flowing into the hearts of the people: "When I saw Biyun Temple that day, your voice and smile in the marriage tree have been lingering in my mind, just like a slim white lotus, standing in the green lotus leaves with a smile, with an indifferent expression like a lotus, and a cheek and anger are full of elegance. ”

"I'm really happy to have your wife, but what about you? Are you willing to marry this king? Or are you forced to be helpless? No matter which one you are, this king will love you so well that you will never regret marrying me. Wen Hao said that his eyes gradually warmed up, and he gently lifted the bead curtain that blocked his face towards Simu.

Under the crown of golden silk phoenixes full of pearls and precious stones, there is a round goose egg face, thirteen cardamom, people are like flowers, and there is a trace of charm flowing in the immature and youthful demeanor.

When he saw his face clearly, Wen Hao's pupils inadvertently shrank slightly, and a sharp light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

"How could it be you?"

"It was originally me, otherwise who does the prince think?" Ming Wan looked at her husband who suddenly became very cold with teary eyes, and her face turned pale with fright.

Wen Hao suppressed his anger and grabbed the placket of her clothes violently, his eyes like a fire about to incinerate her. "Where's your fourth sister?"