Everyone didn't know why Su Yan was so determined, according to her decisive character on the battlefield, she shouldn't be a woman who would brainlessly believe in a man's oath.

But, she just believed-

Yan Fengmian chuckled, every moment he spent with Su Yan made him extremely happy.

He reached out and grabbed Su Yan's and got on the same horse as her.

The red wedding sedan chair was empty, and the bride did not take the usual path and rode with the groom.

Xu Shi and Su Zhe looked at each other behind them, and smiled helplessly.

As long as her daughter is happy, it is enough, at least for now, Yan Fengmian likes her.

……

This wedding was unprecedentedly grand, with ten miles of red makeup, and Emperor Renjing personally presided over the wedding for them.

The candle flame flickered, and the garnet-red bead curtain was reflected in the feeling of streamer flickering. As far as the eye can see, there is a piece of red silk.

"Oops...... The princess can't help it, where is your red hijab? ”

Xi Po came in with the maids, and saw Su Yan lazily leaning on the Xi bed and yawning, and the phoenix crown had already been taken off by her.

A head of green silk reaches to the waist, and under the candle flame, it exudes a soft light like silk.

The small face is beautiful and delicate, and the beauty is unreal.

"Huh?"

Su Yan raised his eyebrows, smiling rather than smiling, "What did you say?" ”

"This ...... Princess...... This doesn't make sense! ”

How could there be a bridegroom who had not yet arrived, and the bride took off her hijab and phoenix crown first?

"Oh, then tell me, what is reason?"

Su Yan propped her chin and looked at Xi Po curiously.

In those watery eyes, there was a full of narrowness and playfulness, and Xi Po was at a loss.

"It stands to reason that this hijab is for the groom to pick up...... "She said stiffly.

"Hmm, that's it?"

Su Yan raised her eyebrows, and when she saw that a group of subordinates were scared enough by her, she smiled, "Okay." ”

She picked up the red hijab on the side and covered it quietly on her head, while at the same time, covering her brightly colored little face.

Xi Po: "......"

She was almost scared to death by this general, but the other party was so well-behaved?

……

"Emperor, Imperial Brother! Brother Chen, brother I will toast you again! ”

Yan Nanchao dragged Yan Fengmian, his eyes were misty, and his words were infinitely drunk.

Yan Fengmian sat quietly in his position, the willows on the moon, and the red palace lamp emitted a hazy light.

He curled his lips, "Seventh brother, you're drunk." ”

"No, no!" Yan Nanchao waved his hand, "I'm not drunk!" Today, the royal brother is happy, and the younger brother and the younger brother are happy! ”

Yan Mingxi glanced at Yan Nanchao and frowned.

Glad?

In private, these two have fought to the point of endless fighting, and Yan Mingxi doesn't believe that his abnormality is because he is happy.

"It's good that the seventh brother is happy, and the royal brother is also happy."

Yan Fengmian took the wine cup in his hand, raised his head and drank it all.

His slender fingers ran over the rim of the glass, slowly turning the cup upside down.

chuckled, "But, the good night is short, and the imperial brother will not accompany him-" He smoothed his sleeves and wore a red dress like a fairy, "It's the seventh brother, you can drink slowly, and you must come without getting drunk and not returning." ”

In the night, his pale complexion was stained with a bit of wine, and his lips were slightly red.

When he laughs, there seem to be stars twinkling in his eyes, and his whole body is filled with joy.

Yan Nanchao's eyes were red, and there seemed to be a lump of paste in his head, and when Yan Fengmian turned around, he grabbed his sleeve.

Can't let him go, can't let him go—

This is the only remaining thought in the Yan Nanchao's sanity.

"The seventh brother is drunk, so send him back."

Yan Fengmian lightly brushed away his hand and turned to leave.