The wedding of the prince of the Western Regions and Feng Qingfang has been prepared for a while, and because of the relationship of time, the Western Regions country is far away and cannot reach the imperial capital.

It was this marriage decision that was directly agreed by Sang Qiyi.

As the saying goes: the life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker.

Without the consent of his parents, Sang Qiyi should marry by himself, although he came to find someone destined according to the words of the national teacher of the Western Regions.

However, the Western Regions did not have any ministers and family members present, which was inevitably a bit of a criticism.

Emperor Feng had a good calculation, she wanted the trade routes of the Western Regions, so she naturally had to spend more time.

gave Sang Qiyi enough face on the scene, and the treasures in the treasury continued to move to the princess's mansion.

It can be regarded as supporting the scene for Sang Qiyi, which shows the satisfaction of the royal family of Fengjing Kingdom with Sang Qiyi.

Where would Feng Qingfang not understand Emperor Feng's intentions.

One of these is to show Sang Qiyi on the surface, and the other is to publicize the relationship between Feng Jing Guo and the Western Regions, so that the people know that it is imperative to open trade routes, and also make other countries more afraid of Feng Jing Guo.

"Your Majesty is so generous this time......"

Ye Zhifei nodded at the ornaments and decorations around here, and said softly.

She looked at these treasures with a slight smile in her eyes.

Feng snorted and laughed wildly, looking at Ye Zhifei with deep meaning: "What do you think about being the mother queen?" These things are for Sang Qiyi on the surface, but she also knows that Sang Qiyi is married, what is the difference between his loneliness? If you give it to Lonely, it can be regarded as a ...... of fertilizer and water that does not flow into the fields of outsiders."

Ye Zhifei looked at the faint smug look in Feng Qingyan's eyes, and sighed helplessly.

"Your Highness, it's coming in time, and your beauty should be here too...... But just a little, Your Highness...... The heart of defense is indispensable, and the gentle country is a place to kill the will......"

Feng Qingfang heard Ye Zhifei's reminder and nodded casually.

She only wants this gentle township, and as for whether to consume her will or not, I'm afraid only she has the final say.

If she wants to indulge in it, the sky will fall, and she can't be pulled out.

If she doesn't want to, she will be gentle and seductive, but she will not be able to do it.

Although Sang Qiyi is said to be a side monarch, the wedding is only slightly inferior to the gift of the main monarch.

After all, no matter how you say it, the marriage between the two countries cannot be regarded as a trivial matter.

The wedding customs of the princess of Feng Jingguo are still slightly different from other places.

If it is a righteous monarch, he must be picked up by Feng Qingfang in person, and by the way, he will go around the city and return to the mansion before he can worship heaven and earth.

But Sang Qiyi is not a righteous monarch, so it is not Feng Qingyi's turn to go over in person.

Although it is a marriage between the two countries, but the identity of Her Royal Highness is so noble, Feng Qingyan is not only a person, but also a country, where can he go in person.

Moreover...... The people of Feng Jingguo are also obviously slightly resistant to this marriage.

Although the two people are talented and beautiful, they should be a match.

But Sang Qiyi's identity as a prince is destined for his marriage.

Feng Qingfang stood at the door of the princess's mansion, wearing a vermilion dress, which brought out the momentum of Feng Qingfang's body, which made people even more insignificant.

She is also the most outstanding among the princesses, and the wanton arrogance of this body is what those princesses do not have.

Not to mention this innate domineering spirit.

"The second emperor sister is really in the limelight, no one can match it......"

Feng stabbed Feng lightly without smiling, and his tone was slightly sour, after all, he also fell in love with the prince of the Western Regions.

But Emperor Feng is eccentric, and this prince of the Western Regions doesn't know what to do.

I don't want to let the identity of a prince's wife, but I came to be a concubine for Feng Qingfang.

What kind of Feng light madness is destined to be a person, she looks, isn't it just the identity of Feng light madness?

All one day she became a lady......

Feng Qingyan looked at Feng Qingyin's face, lowered his head and hooked his lips, and his mood was a little happier.

"Where, where...... The fourth emperor sister laughed, this is a marriage given by the mother emperor, a good fate from God, so that I can marry such a beauty, it can be regarded as a blessing for loneliness......"

Feng Qingyan knew what Feng Qingyin didn't want to hear the most, so he had to say something.

Emperor Feng gave marriage, and the mother emperor couldn't help me.

God-given good fate, Sang Qiyi has a soft spot for me, which is also helpless.

Feng snorted lightly and lowered her voice: "Second Emperor Sister can pay more attention to her body, so as not to flash her waist and have no good ...... to be blessed."

"This doesn't worry the royal sister...... But the royal sister looks like she is doing something, I'm afraid she once felt deeply? ”

Feng sneered wildly, picked up the arrow brought by the waiter, and shot at the sedan door, right next to the door, the position was very light.

There were also cheers around, Feng Qingyin's face darkened, and he threw his sleeves in the crowd and left the princess's mansion.

Feng Qingyi helped Sang Qiyi out, and Yu Guang glanced at the back of Feng Qingyin leaving, with a little smile in his eyes.

Feng Qingyin has been traveling to study, and he has never married Zhengjun, and there is not even a side monarch in the house.

looks clean and self-conscious to the outside, but Feng Qingyin is really clean and self-conscious?

There are countless troupes and dancing girls in her mansion, but she is contaminated with each of them.

The few people with good looks raised in the Chu Pavilion of the Red Mansion are all clear about Feng Qingfang.

The secret guard first became a branch, and the assessment was to collect the news of several princesses.

Not to mention Feng Qingyin's men, it is clear how many times she calls for water at night.

"Your Highness is a little absent-minded, isn't it unhappy?"

Sang Qiyi put her hand on Feng Qingyi's mobile phone, felt the temperature of the two hands, and took advantage of the chaos around to ask.

The tone is delicate.

Feng lightly hooked his fingertips and swept across Sang Qiyi's palm.

"Lonely Gao is not happy, don't you know?"

Sang Qiyi smiled and stopped talking.

Emperor Feng and Queen Feng came over, just going through the motions, and the officials couldn't let them go.

So after Feng Qingmad and Sang Qiyi worshiped heaven and earth, they returned to the palace together.

Sang Qiyi was sent to his courtyard and waited for Feng to come over.

And Feng Qingfang stayed in front to greet the guests, if it was an ordinary family, at this time, the person who married the husband was only afraid that he would be drunk.

Who is Ke Feng? No one dares to drink lightly.

Therefore, the end time was a little earlier, and after telling Steward Sun to pay more attention to the wedding banquet in front, he went back to the new house in the backyard.

There were more than a dozen slaves from the Western Regions guarding the door, which made Feng Qingmad think a little in his heart.

"Your Highness marries me, but you are not sincere, I want the position of the righteous monarch, but Your Highness is unwilling to give it, and now if you want to enter my room, you have to pass their pass...... If it is over, I will only honestly recognize the name of my side king, and I will not ask for extravagance, if it is, it will not be ...... Your Highness, don't blame me for making trouble in the future, your backyard will not be peaceful......"

Sang Qiyi's words came out of the house, and they were full of style.

Feng Qing pinched his eyebrows and raised his head, with a smile on his face.