Lu Hui never thought that he would really be able to wear a wedding dress one day.

Born as a prince, she was envied by everyone and ignored by everyone.

She had long been prepared that she would never be able to recover her female body, but she didn't expect that she would have such an opportunity after reliving her life.

Although she married as a concubine, Lu Hui didn't feel anything.

She was born with a noble status, and after she was reborn, she was taken care of in every possible way, and she didn't feel much about the difference between her and her descendants.

Looking at the red clouds outside the house, Lu Hui was a little excited in his heart.

In fact, she originally didn't have much hope for this wedding banquet.

Even if the queen is dead now, there are so many people staring at her position and her identity.

The secret of being a woman is no longer a secret.

But I didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Not only did the rest of the princes not interfere with it, but even the emperor turned a blind eye to this matter.

I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Shan Shulin poured into them, but he arranged Xijing Middle School properly.

Sitting on the sedan chair, Lu Hui gently lifted the corner of the hijab, opened the curtain and looked out.

Gathered outside the sedan chair were the people of Xijing, who bent down and picked up candy and golden beans on the ground.

Everyone had a smile on their faces, as if they were blessing the wedding.

Lu Hui didn't believe this, but he felt a hint of joy from their smiles.

She thought, she's happy today, too?

Putting down the sedan curtain, Lu Hui looked at the red cloud silk in the sedan chair, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

According to Jiang Guo's rules, she wants to besiege the city with a sedan chair for a week, and Shan Shulin will ride a maroon high-headed horse to pick her up.

It turns out that she is really going to get married!

Lu Hui smiled, pursed his lips, and closed his eyes.

On the other side of Xijing City, Shan Shulin brought hydrangeas, and asked Ying Zhi for the twenty-first time: "Look at me, is it okay?" ”

"Properly, properly, it can't be more appropriate!"

As the head of the family, there is no need to be noble.

"My good son Qi, please don't ask this question again, I've been asked by you!"

Hmph, Ziqi usually says that he is noisy, but at the critical moment, isn't he more noisy than himself?

Shan Shulin turned on his horse, bent down and asked him, "How do you think I should get off the horse later?" ”

With all the bells and whistles, he demonstrated it three or four times.

Ying Zhiwen felt that it was the same every time, but there was a little difference.

So he said perfunctorily: "The first time it was very good." ”

"But I think it's better to do it a second time, or you'll see it again?"

Ying Zhiwen stopped his movements: "Yes, I also think the second time is good, you don't have to demonstrate it again." ”

Shan Shulin is satisfied.

He thought about it for a while, and straightened the red hydrangea on the horse's neck again: "So what? ”

"Well, that's good."

The first time, Ying Zhiwen had the urge not to speak.

Shan Shulin held his breath, listened carefully to the sound of gongs and drums and gradually approached, and said, "Ciyin's convoy has passed by us." ”

"Why don't we go out and have a look?"

Ying Zhi asked him and grabbed him: "Bear it, brother, it's unlucky to meet before the wedding, anyway, in another hour, it will be your person." ”

Hearing the last sentence, Shan Shulin stopped, looked down at the tips of his shoes, and suddenly laughed lowly.

"You're right."

"In another hour, she'll be mine."

My people.

Shan Shulin raised his head, saw the sunset on the horizon, and couldn't help but smile on his lips.

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