Meidai spring willow green,

The people of the jade building reflect the lotus red.

On May 20th, an auspicious day, the wind and the sun are beautiful, and the blue sky is like washing.

Luo Li sat in front of the bronze mirror in a red wedding dress, Qiu Lu helped to dress up, her black hair was curled into a delicate bun, and the pear blossom jade hairpin was just right, simple and elegant.

Dai eyebrows swiped, red lips reflected, eyes smart, a beautiful poetic picture.

Qiu Lu put on a phoenix crown for her, and only thought she was so beautiful that it made people dazzle.

She chattered: "I didn't expect that the wedding dress that the Nine Princes set for you was so suitable to wear, it was like a tailor-made." The man had nothing to say about anything other than that. ”

Luo Li coughed lightly: "His eyes are just vicious, nothing unusual." ”

Qiu Lu smiled, covered her with a red hijab, and slowly walked out of the yard with her.

Although everything is simple, Chu Yi is still decent, he has everything he should have, and he has all the things he doesn't plan to have.

Luo Li walked up to him with light steps and stretched out her right hand to him, and Chu Yi stretched out his hand to hold it gently.

She couldn't see his expression through the red hijab, but she felt that his hands were not as warm as she imagined, warm and warm.

This marriage, probably he doesn't have much expectations, they can't go back to the past after all.

A touch of sourness spreads in the bottom of the heart, and the tip of the heart is slightly astringent.

Chu Yi saw that she was wearing a big red wedding robe, even if it was a slightly heavy robe, it could set off her figure exquisitely tight.

Her hands were extremely warm, which did not match her temperament at all, and they were soft to hold in her hands, and she felt so relieved.

He led her to the wedding sedan chair, and then slowly walked towards the Nine Kings' Mansion in a burst of firecrackers and drums.

"Luo Li, you're so fat that you're about to break the tree."

"Luo Li, what will you do in the future like this, my princess."

"Will you have many women in the future?"

"Naturally not, I'll just be an idle prince."

"Encounter and meet, and meet with the son."

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son."

"Luo Li, wait for me for two years, when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, I will marry you."

……

Time flies, two years have passed, things are no longer people, and the previous ones are all in the past.

"I promise you, no one can move your position as a concubine."

"In this life, I will only marry one wife and one concubine."

……

Memories swirl in my head.

The sourness in his heart became even stronger, there were tears in his eyes, his fingers clenched his robe, and his body shook slightly.

After a while, she gradually calmed down, and after taking a deep breath, she thought to herself, since it was the path she chose, she had to finish it on her knees.

After the sedan chair arrived at the palace, it was even more lively, Luo Li was led by him to get out of the carriage, complete various etiquette, kneel, incense, kowtow......

She was already a little numb, obediently listening to what to do and how to do it, she secretly felt funny under the hijab, when had she been so behaving like this for more than ten years?

In a daze, I walked to the chapel.

I only heard the master of ceremonies shouting in his voice: "Worship heaven and earth." ”

The sixteen-year marriage contract finally came true, and everyone should be happy, but he is no longer the original him, and she is no longer simply marrying for the sake of marrying.

The two knelt down, thinking differently.

She was still in a trance, and was gently pulled up by Chu Yi, and the injury on her arm and shoulder hit her.

She bit her lip tightly, her fingers curled up slightly, Chu Yi felt her strangeness, and her figure was slightly stunned.

"Two worship the high hall."

The emcee's voice was even louder.

The promise of a gentleman is as light as water, his oath has reached nine days away, and in the two years she was full of anticipation, he sent her to hell, and betrayal was like a thorn, always piercing her heart.

The physical and mental pain is indescribable.