Xiao Mochen looked at Zi Mo Qianying who was fried in his arms, picked it up, and put it on the bed, Zi Mo Qianying was controlled by him between his arms, unable to move, and could only stare at Wei Mochen with a pair of eyes.

Xiao Mochen pressed Zi Mo Qianying under him, stroked Zi Mo Qianying's cheek, and lowered his head to approach Zi Mo Qianying, Zi Mo Qianying is not a person of this era, and naturally he doesn't fancy the virgin body so much, so he thinks that he will only be bitten by a dog, and it will not be a loss if he is so good-looking.

"You don't think I'm going to do anything bad to you." Xiao Mochen looked at Zi Mo Qianying with his eyes closed, with a look of resignation, and leaned into Zi Mo Qianying's ear and laughed.

Zi Mo Qianying heard the laughter and realized that he had been tricked, and his little face turned red with anger, looking at the dark ink dust that was pressing on him.

Wei Mochen lay down, Zi Mo Qianying's side hugged the person in his arms, "You are still young, I can wait." ”

Zi Mo Qianying lay in the arms of Xiao Mochen with a black face, and only hated that he was not strong enough to kill this disciple, and he must smoke his skin and pick his tendons in the future. Xiao Mochen felt the riot of the girl in his arms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth lingered for a long time.

"Second Miss, the perfect old man has come to dress you up." The perfect old man refers to an old woman who has no flaws in character and morality, and who specializes in opening her face to the bride. Xiaocui whispered outside the door, since Liu Hong's death, she has become Zimo Shuiyue's henchman, taking care of Zimo Shuiyue.

"Today is the wedding of the second young lady, your hands and feet are neat, don't delay the hour." Xiaocui told the old woman behind her, for fear that Zimo Shuiyue would be dissatisfied, and she would be beaten.

"Come in." Zimo Shuiyue got up early, about to marry her beloved, she didn't sleep all night, she waited for someone to dress up for herself, and at this moment she couldn't wait for Xiaocui to bring people in.

"Second lady." When everyone saw that Luo Yanhong was coming, they stopped what they were doing and bent their knees to see him.

"Mother, why are you here?" Zimo Shuiyue saw the smoke coming in, her eyes were red, as if she had cried.

Luo Yanhong took the old woman's hair comb, "My daughter has grown up and is getting married, so I naturally want to come over and bless my mother." Tears fell down again as he spoke, "I didn't protect my mother in the future, everything must be cautious, the palace is not as good as at home, and when I come back after being wronged, we are not afraid of the royal family." ”

"Mother." Zimo Shuiyue looked at Luo Yanhong like this, and her eyes didn't turn red, "This marriage is given by the emperor, presumably King Yi will not treat me badly, you take care of yourself at home, just guard against the one in Luoshui Pavilion." ”

"The one from Luoshui Pavilion? The second sister is talking about me. Zimo Shuiyue turned her head and saw the person who made her dream want to kill.

I saw two blue figures standing at the door, with Xiao Mochen and Zi Mo shadowing behind them, in order to keep a low profile, Wei Mochen turned his hair color black, and his blue eyes disappeared, but his face was still outstanding.

As soon as Zi Mo Qianying arrived at the door, she heard the mother and daughter muttering about herself, swaggering into the house, picking up the teapot and pouring a cup, "What are the second aunt and second sister talking about?" Can you let the shadow listen? ”

"Zi Mo Qianying, today is the day of your second sister's marriage, it's not appropriate for you to bring this man over." Luo Yanhong was angry when she saw Zi Mo Qianying, and now that her daughter is married, she can't live in peace.

Zi Mo Qianying gave Wei Mochen a look and asked him to go out and wait, "This is not what I want to come by, your second sister went to the master to ask for it by herself, and said that I would accompany her to the Yiwang Mansion to stay for a few days." ”

Zi Mo Shui Yue looked at Xiao Mochen beside Zi Mo Qianying with red eyes, gritted her teeth, and really couldn't understand in her heart, in terms of appearance, she was not much worse than Zi Mo Qianying, but all the excellent people revolved around her

It's not fair.

Zi Mo Qianying felt Zi Mo Shui Yue's gaze, turned her head and smiled slightly, and ordered, "What are you still doing in a daze, don't you dress up quickly, wait for the wrong time, the second sister will not spare you." ”

Zimo Shuiyue thought to herself, there is Zimo Lingyun in the mansion to protect this slut, but there is no one to protect him in the Yiwang Mansion, when I get married, see how I clean you up, let you be proud for a while.

Everyone listened to the instructions and started to get busy again, and then put on makeup and jewelry.

"One comb to the end, two combs to the eyebrows of the white hair, three combs..." Luo Yanhong combed Zi Mo Shui Yue while reading the combing ceremony, Zi Mo Qianying looked at the mother and daughter, thinking of how good it would be if he married in the future and someone would help him comb his hair, but it was a pity that he had no mother in both lives.

After dressing up, it is time to wear a wedding dress.

Zimo Shuiyue took out the big red wedding dress she embroidered, this dress began to be prepared when she first met Maple Mu Zeyu, and she would prepare one for herself every year, just waiting to marry him in the future, but fortunately, she finally arrived, and when she was about to put it on with joy, she grabbed the red wedding dress with her other hand.

"Wait." Zi Mo Qianying stopped Zi Mo Shui Yue with a loud voice, and took out a set of pink wedding dresses from the magic ring.

Zi Mo Shui Yue looked at Zi Mo Qianying dissatisfied, and pointed to the pink wedding dress in Zi Mo Qianying's hand, "What do you mean by this?" Is it hard for me to wear this? ”

"Second sister, don't forget, the emperor will marry you to King Yi as a side concubine, and the side concubine is not allowed to wear red, which is also what King Yi meant." Zi Mo Qianying handed over the pink wedding dress to the old woman and asked people to put it on Zi Mo Shuiyue.

"It's time to ask the bride to go out." The old woman outside began to shout.

Luo Yanhong put a hijab on Zimo Shuiyue, and let Xiaocui help her out of the door, because Tingwan died Zimo Lingyun didn't have a wife, Luo Yanhong was just a concubine, so naturally she couldn't sit in the hall and let Zimo Shuiyue kneel and worship, after worshipping, Zimo Shuiyue couldn't look back, Luo Yanhong watched Zimo Shuiyue get farther and farther away from her, and she couldn't cry.

"Get up."

Because it was a side concubine, Feng Mu Zeyu did not come to pick up the sedan chair, Zimo Shuiyue, who was sitting in the sedan chair, stared at her eyes, and clasped her hands tightly together, "What about the side concubine, King Yi has not gone to the concubine, I still have a chance, when I become a concubine, and the emperor will give the throne to King Yi, then I will be the queen, and Zimo Qianying will also bow down to me." A tear fell silently.