Leng Feixue put a finger against his lips and lay on his chest, "I believe you." ”

Looking at the night outside the window, Leng Feixue's eyes were a little uneasy, she didn't know why she was uneasy, but there was always a feeling that the wind and rain were coming, I hope she thought about it too much, maybe every bride will be so uneasy before getting married.

After a long time, Leng Feixue whispered, "Ouyang Yifeng, if you lose me one day, I won't kill you, I will just leave, and from now on I will not be in the world, looking at each other." ”

Ouyang Yifeng didn't speak, but the hand around Leng Feixue's waist tightened, Leng Feixue knew, he heard it.

Concubine Leng Xue was called by the snow and the rain on the fifth watch, and said that today is her big day, so she should get up early to dress up and get married in a beautiful way.

Leng Feixue would doze off in front of the dressing mirror, drooping her head, and let Tingxue Tingyu behind her help her make up.

I don't know how long it took, Leng Feixue felt that she had slept again, opened her eyes in the daze lake, and looked at the woman in the bronze mirror and was startled, is this her, so beautiful, sure enough, people rely on clothes.

On weekdays, she is without makeup, although she is delicate and lovely, but she is not as charming and enchanting as she is now.

Leng Feixue looked at herself in the mirror blankly, and listened to Xue and said in her ear funny, "The girl herself is amazed by her beauty, hehe." ”

Leng Feixue couldn't help blushing for a while, and turned her face away in embarrassment.

Listening to the rain quipped, "That's, don't look at who it is, of course our girl is the most beautiful, the son of the world saw it, I don't know ......"

"Listen to the rain." Concubine Leng Xue glared at her with disgust, and listened to Yu Tingxue laughing and stopped.

"Yo, it's all done? I thought you didn't get out of bed. ”

Leng Moxiao's voice came from behind her, Leng Feixue looked back, her eyes bent into moon buds, "Mother." ”

Seeing Leng Feixue smiling so brightly and happily, Leng Moxiao was stunned for a moment, and then regained her calm, if she could marry Ouyang Zhiyuan as promised, she should be so beautiful on the day of her wedding.

Leng Moxiao picked up a peachwood comb and gently scratched the three thousand green silks of Leng Feixue, which was so soft and elegant.

"After you get married, you can't be as willful as before, you know."

This is the first time Leng Moxiao has spoken to Leng Feixue in such a gentle tone, Leng Feixue is a little unaccustomed, so she has to nod her head, Leng Moxiao will do whatever she wants.

"Okay, let's go and change my clothes first, it's not good to miss the hour." Leng Moxiao put down the comb and said to Leng Feixue.

Listening to Xue and the rain brought her wedding dress, Leng Feixue still refused the kindness of others to help her change it, and then asked them to help her tidy it up, since Ouyang Yifeng was injured, the traces on her body have not disappeared.

"Yo, where did this beauty come from?" As soon as Anping came in, he looked amazing, beautiful, so beautiful, Leng Feixue, who was wearing heavy makeup, with this red wedding dress, was a little enchanting in her charm, and she was elegant in her charm, not as pure and beautiful as usual, but even more beautiful than mortals.

Such a cold concubine snow is indeed worthy of Ouyang Yifeng's heart.

Leng Feixue listened and looked back, An Ping, Su Mengmeng and Lan Yumeng were all standing behind her.

Leng Feixue bent her eyebrows again, "You're all here." ”

An Ping stepped forward, "You get married, can we not come, quick, call my imperial sister-in-law to come over and give you some good luck, I heard that the bride can take advantage of the good luck by touching the pregnant woman on the day of her wedding, and give birth to a noble son early." And the imperial doctor said that the imperial sister-in-law is pregnant with a son, and you will definitely give birth to a big fat boy in the future, what are you ashamed of. ”

Leng Feixue was embarrassed by An Ping, she had just gotten married, and she talked about her son, but she and Ouyang Yifeng were no different from real couples during this time, perhaps, it was not necessary to have them soon.

Lan Yumeng stood beside Leng Feixue, holding her hand, with a faint smile on her face, her smile was always faint, like a quiet orchid in the empty valley, exuding bursts of fragrance.

Looking at the red wedding dress on Concubine Leng Xuexue, Lan Yumeng was a little distracted, she was a side concubine, and she didn't wear red when she got married, but red was only worn by concubines, so she was especially envious of people who could wear red wedding dresses to get married.

Leng Feixue smiled and glanced at her lower abdomen, in the future, there will be a continuation of her and Ouyang Yifeng's lives there and slowly conceived.

Looking at Leng Feixue's shy smile with happiness, for some reason, Leng Moxiao felt a faint sense of unease in her heart, it was the incident of Ouyang Zhiyuan and Du Wandong that left a shadow, did she have a fear of marriage, why did she feel uneasy when she looked at Leng Feixue's happy smile.

A few people chatted and joked in the room, and the time passed quickly.

At this time, Ouyang Wangfu, Ouyang Yifeng's red wedding robe made him even more handsome, and the handsome young man who was cold on weekdays also smiled at the corners of his mouth at this time, with a spring breeze on his face.

"Is the auspicious time coming, can I go to greet my mother?" This is the fifteenth time Ouyang Zhiyuan has asked the hour.

Steward Liu smiled, "Lord Wang, it's coming, it's coming soon." ”

Ouyang Yifeng sat aside, how could he feel that Ouyang Zhiyuan was more anxious than him, the groom official.

Ouyang Zhiyuan had a smile on his face, a little anxious, how could he not be in a hurry, after today, Leng Feixue could call him a father, he was excited to think about it, sixteen years, he didn't know that there was a daughter in these sixteen years, and now he knows, but she can't call him a father, and all the problems after today are no longer problems.

Time passed minute by minute, and Ouyang Zhiyuan suddenly thought of one thing, "Feng'er, your master ......" Although Jian Tianya and Leng Moxiao were at odds, and even he had some opinions about Jian Tianya, but Jian Tianya was Ouyang Yifeng's master, and he knew that Ouyang Yifeng's feelings for Jian Tianya were even greater than his father.

Today, Ouyang Yifeng got married, he definitely hoped that Jian Tianya would come over, marriage was a major event in life, Ouyang Zhiyuan didn't want Ouyang Yifeng to leave regrets, so he also hoped that Jian Tianya could come, and even give Ouyang Yifeng the main marriage.

At the mention of Sword Tianya, the smile on Ouyang Yifeng's face stagnated slightly, "He refused to come." ”

"Who won't come?" As soon as Ouyang Yifeng finished speaking, Jun Tianlei walked in.

Ouyang Zhiyuan glared at the guards who were following Jun Tianlei, why didn't the emperor report when he came.

Jun Tianlei knew what Ouyang Zhiyuan meant, "Don't blame them, I won't let you report it, I'm here to attend the wedding today, you don't have to follow the way of the monarch and ministers, there is no emperor here today, some are just your close friends." "There is also Feng'er's father, but Jun Tianlei didn't say the last sentence, this is a secret that can never be made public.

Looking at Ouyang Yifeng with a spring face, Jun Tianlei felt for a while, and finally got married, now Ouyang Yifeng is living a very happy life, and he finally feels less guilty about Wen Eryan.

Ouyang Zhiyuan carefully observed Jun Tianlei's expression, his eyes were relieved with a little bit of loss, and he wanted to speak and stopped, Ouyang Zhiyuan knew what Jun Tianlei was thinking, and he knew what he was thinking from seeing him appear here in civilian clothes, instead of appearing as the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Feng'er's wedding will be presided over by you." Ouyang Zhiyuan said respectfully, every father wants to witness the happiness of his children in person, although he also wants to witness the happiness of Ouyang Yifeng and Leng Feixue with Leng Moxiao, but the other party is the emperor, the high-ranking and powerful person.

Jun Tianlei's eyes were happy, but the smile on his face froze in the next second.

"Father, you will officiate at my wedding."

Ouyang Yifeng's words made the light in Jun Tianlei's eyes dim little by little, yes, how could he let him preside over the wedding, in Ouyang Yifeng's eyes, Ouyang Zhiyuan was his father, he was just the murderer who killed his mother.

There is no hate, and there is no affection.

In the east of the city, a joyful sound of gongs and drums came from far and near, everyone in the room looked out the window, and the joy climbed on their faces at the same time, and the groom came.

When the groom gets married, he wants his brother to carry the bride out on his back, and Leng Feixue has no brother, so Lan Bowen will take on this big responsibility.

Leng Feixue was covered with Lan Bowen to enter the house, standing in front of Leng Feixue, Lan Bowen sighed, "My sister is married, and I, as a brother, can't even look at it, it's really unfair." ”

An Ping kicked over, "There's a lot of nonsense, don't squat down quickly." ”

Lan Bowen touched his nose and squatted down with a smile, he was still very honored to be able to marry Ouyang Yifeng's bride behind his back.

Ouyang Yifeng stood at the door of Biewan and waited for Leng Feixue to come out, and after seeing Lan Bowen come out with her on his back, his eyes sank slightly, how could his woman be carried by other men, even if it was etiquette, he was very unhappy in his heart, and only he could touch his woman.

As a result, the sad Lan Bowen was secretly remembered by Ouyang Yifeng again.

Ten miles of red makeup circled around the huge northern capital before returning to Ouyang Wangfu.

Originally, Beiwan was not far from Ouyang Wangfu, half an hour's journey, but Ouyang Yifeng took Leng Feixue around the entire northern capital, and walked for three hours, and the gold and silver were scattered all over the way, and the greeting team was unprecedented, and he wanted to give Leng Feixue a grand wedding.

And Lan Bowen and An Ping went directly back to the palace from Biewan.

In Ouyang Zhiyuan's anticipation of the autumn water, the greeting team finally slowly appeared in his sight.

The welcoming team stopped in front of Ouyang Wang's Mansion, and Ouyang Yifeng turned over and dismounted.

"The groom kicks the sedan chair to welcome his mother." The bride sounded with a festive voice, Ouyang Yifeng walked to the flower bridge, raised his foot and kicked the flower bridge gently.

The bride lifted the sedan curtain, Leng Feixue walked out of the sedan chair in a congratulatory voice, and a red figure appeared, and the figure of the man yarn blinded everyone's eyes.

"The bride is so beautiful, and the groom is so blessed."

"It's just that, just looking at the figure is not as beautiful as a mortal."

"A talented woman, the son of the world is so blessed."

“……”

There was a lot of praise around, Leng Feixue was speechless, those people were too substandard, just looking at her figure, you could see that she was very beautiful? It's really a god.