Xi Po didn't notice that something was wrong with her, she had heard before she came back that the seventh prince was going to marry a fool.

She was a little disdainful in her heart, but after all, she was noble, and she didn't dare to show it in her face no matter how disdainful she was.

Xi Po and a few maids pressed the person on the stool again, put on makeup, and put on rouge.

Bai Xi raised her eyes and glanced at herself in the mirror, the girl is very beautiful today, with a phoenix crown on her head, delicate and precipitated, but she has an indescribable boredom, as if she is familiar.

She slowly closed her eyes and threw out those inexplicable thoughts, only to be pulled by the maid and Xi Po again, and put on a red wedding dress.

The white mother came in, she combed her hair, her expression was sad, tears swirled in her eyes, and she refused to fall.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth, and said something: "A comb to the end ......"

As soon as the words came out, they were held down by the girl, Bai Xi raised her eyes and said, "It's okay to mother, these are exempt." ”

Originally, marrying Murong Qi was enough to respond to the diaphragm, but if she listened to it again, she would be killed by the diaphragm.

Bai Mu's fingers slammed, she looked at the girl in the mirror in astonishment, the girl bent the corners of her lips, how could she still look sluggish, she was happy and cried, and the tears that were still rolling in her eyes fell instantly.

She said, "Okay, good girl, my mother won't read it." ”

Although she didn't know what her daughter was planning, Bai Mu didn't ask a word, she just wiped her tears and watched Bai Xi go out.

Stepping on the sedan chair, Bai Xi took a bite of the apple, quietly lifted a small corner of the curtain, and looked out.

All the royal greetings had to parade the streets of the city, and the people stood on the streets in order to see the excitement.

At this time, Bai Xi saw a figure, a man standing under a tree, with a hat on his head, his expression was indifferent, and a pair of eyes seemed to have everything, and it looked like there was nothing.

Bai Xi was thinking about whether to say hello, when he saw the officers and soldiers sweeping the road, the man frowned slightly, and turned to leave.

The little girl lowered the curtain in some frustration, and then continued to nibble on the apple like a little hamster.

The sedan chair was bumpy, swaying all the way, beating gongs and drums, Bai Xi was hungry and wanted to go crazy, but fortunately, Lu Liu thought thoughtfully, and took a bun in the kitchen before leaving, so that Bai Xi cushioned her stomach.

In a drowsy state, the girl heard Xi Po's angry voice in a daze: "Princess, it's here." ”

Bai Xi blinked, and covered her head speechlessly, and there was a sensation outside, she guessed that it should be the male protagonist coming.

Murong Qi did come, he was standing outside the sedan chair, and everyone coaxed him to carry the bride out, but he stood there motionless, the scene was a little embarrassing for a while, but Bai Xi said suspiciously: "Can I go out?" ”

The people around suddenly pouted, thinking that a fool is a fool, how can a married bride go down by herself?

Murong Qi also smiled mockingly, becoming more and more sure in his heart that Bai Xi was a fool, if he wasn't stupid, with her madness, he would definitely force him to carry her out.

Bai Ji didn't wait for an answer, she lifted the curtain, held the maid's hand, and walked out, she covered her head, but she could also see the road under her feet clearly, and glanced at the floor where every inch of land was valuable, she guessed that this was in the palace.

Holding the other end of the flower ball, Bai Xi and Murong Qi walked up the steps, and there was the queen mother on it, but there was no emperor.

Green willow said that the emperor was unwell and could not come.

Bai Xi nodded, indicating that she understood.

The master of ceremonies stood on the high platform, his face was full of joy, his lips were buzzing, and before he could make a sound, he was preempted by a sharp voice.

"Someone, the emperor has died-"