Pian Zheng blushed, "I said the dumplings are raw." ”

"Then let me ask you again, now I have no throne, no throne, and I am dressed in cloth, are you willing to marry me?"

The light flickered under the candlelight, the corners of his lips were smiling, and the leisurely burning light reflected in his eyes made her face burn.

He really gave up the throne for her words.

Not to mention the throne, now he can't even be a prince, he can't return to his fiefdom, he lost his military power, and he gave up everything in the Qin family for her alone.

The room was eerily quiet, and Kite's gaze fell on the fingertips he held her.

She suddenly raised her eyes and crashed into his deep eyes, "You still have me, from now on, I will be your wife!" ”

Feng Yin looked at her in a daze, and the candlelight shone into her eyes, and it was clear that it was extinguished, like the smoke of the past.

He smiled, reached out and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, holding her tightly into his arms.

The breath of the wind enveloped her all over, and it was only then that she remembered something.

"Then tonight, but do you want candles in the cave?" "Here...... No way. ”

Feng Yin almost laughed angrily, how could he let her do the courtesy of Zhou Gong here?

The wind got up and took her into his arms, so hot that he was nervous with her.

His strength was too great, and his arms were too hard, and her waist and legs hurt.

"Too thin, I'll have to eat more in the future." Kazein's hands were full of her bones.

He carried her out of the kitchen, and went to the next room.

As soon as she entered, she was stunned for a moment, and the furnishings of this room were almost the same as her boudoir in Beixian.

It's just that the furnishings in the room are more elaborate, and the mattresses are all bright red quilts.

"How do you furnish it in the same way as my room?" Pity Zheng looked at Feng Yin's side face, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

Feng Yin smiled lightly, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he said lightly: "I've lived for so long, I remembered it early." ”

"You still have two books under your pillow, and my neck hurts when I sleep on the pillow every day, and you are not afraid of falling on the pillow."

Pian Zheng was shocked, "You...... When did you sleep? ”

"Guess." Feng Yin looked down at her and smiled playfully.

The original nature of the bones was unabashedly revealed.

Feng Yin let go of his hand, put the pity kite on the quilt, and said with a smile: "The kite seems to be short of clothes." ”

He smiled and opened the closet and took two wedding dresses from it.

One of them is a wedding dress.

As if the wind was deflated, the smile faded for a moment.

"I'm afraid I've wronged you, and I can't marry in the media."

Pian Zheng hurriedly got up, stretched out his hand to take the wedding dress, and hurriedly said: "Don't be wronged, this is very good." ”

"In this way, how about putting on the wedding dress for the lady for the husband first?" Feng Yin's eyes gradually deepened, and the smile could not be hidden.

"I ...... I'll change it myself. Pian Zheng's face was red with embarrassment, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed." The wind shook his head in regret.

Pian Zheng was annoyed and ashamed, stomped his feet and turned around: "Wei Fengyin! ”

"Okay, good, the lady is here to change her clothes and go next door to change for her husband, so, but are you satisfied?"

Feng Yin couldn't help laughing, for fear that the little lady would be angry again, and then change her mind after a while.

The pityan replied almost inaudibly, and Feng Yin could only look at the red ears and go out with a smile.

"Don't keep your husband waiting, lady."

The corners of Pian Zheng's mouth couldn't help but raise, and said, "I haven't bowed to the church yet, don't call early, be careful that I run away." ”

"How can I run, if I run, I will definitely chase, chase the ends of the world, and chase the lady to change her mind."

Pian Zheng chuckled and spat him, "Poor mouth! Let's go change my clothes yet. ”

"Yes, yes, I'll go for my husband."

Pity Kite waited for the wind to go out, and then turned around and looked around.

There was originally a dresser in the room, which Ruan Liuyang specially made for the pitiful zheng, and the pitiful zither was almost not greased and powdered, so there was nothing else except a box of incense powder that Ruan Liuyang bought for two pennies.

Luckily, there was also a dresser in this room, which seemed to be much better than the one, and there were some fat compacts on the table.

She laid the clothes in her arms neatly on the bed, trying to discern how to dress them.

I felt something strange under the quilt on my hand.

She carefully opened it and found some longan, lotus seeds, and red dates.

Her cheeks instantly turned redder, and she hurriedly put her things back and carefully hid them.

The fingers gently touched the red silk dress inch by inch, and the slender and soft fingertips swept over the totem embroidered with gold thread.

Red scarves, red silk shirts, field management offices, children and grandchild bags, red skirts, red pants, embroidered shoes, etc., everything is completely packed.

stopped on the phoenix crown and xia veil, and the embroidered pattern on it made the corners of the lips raised.

If it is changed to the previous one, Feng Yin's wife should use the embroidery of the phoenix.

Today's winter, just like the red plum in the room, even the pattern on the wedding dress is not dominated by the phoenix, but the plum blossom is more, the red plum is staggered, like a dream, unique.

She didn't understand his intentions.

The placket robe under his hand is split left and right, and the cuffs of the water sleeves are embroidered with vermilion mandarin ducks, and the eyes of the mandarin ducks are decorated with precious stones.

On top of the phoenix crown, decorated with a colorful top hat, he did not let the phoenix crown decorate the city phoenix, but specially modified the plum blossom for her.

Although this kind of phoenix crown is not in line with the ancestral system, it is very popular with her.

One by one, she carefully put on the wedding clothes in order, and then sat down on the dresser.

She looked at herself in the bronze makeup mirror and smiled lightly.

★

Feng Yin had changed his clothes early, and he was waiting outside the room in a hurry, and the race fairy looked at it and laughed.

"It's rare to see this stinky boy in his life looking for the virtue of hurrying and panicking."

Sai Shenxian glanced at it obliquely, and when he saw that Feng Yin was unmoved, he continued to pour the wine jug in his hand into his mouth.

"Today is the wedding night of the stinky boy, I must have a few jars to drink, thirteen, yuan nine, don't be soft in the cave room for a while."

Thirteen: "......"

Yuan Jiu: "......"

Whoever dares to make trouble, or you try it yourself.

Xiao Beigu couldn't help but sigh lightly, "I never thought that one day I would be able to see Pian Zheng get married." ”

"If my uncle knows, Izumixia can rest assured." Lin Qiuwei took Beigu's hand, looked up and smiled.

Jiang Nu bowed slightly, and although she was lonely, she still raised a relieved smile in her eyes.

"I'll take a look, Zheng'er rarely puts on makeup, I'm afraid it's not good, I'll help."

As soon as the words fell, the door creaked, and it opened.

When Feng Yin was stunned, Pian Zheng had already grabbed the corner of her skirt and carefully walked out of the room.

The girl's fingers are slender and soft, her skin is jade-colored, and the bright red wedding dress is lined with ice muscles and jade bones.

Plain Japanese facial features, the coldness of the eyebrows and eyes dyed a little happy, the tears under the corners of the eyes are even more moving, the red lips are smiling, the water is rippling, I saw her delicate and dizzy, glowing spring.

It's just a little powder, and the Hua bun is combed, which is a charming city.

With just one glance, Feng Yin couldn't help but chuckle, stepped forward and grabbed the soft barley under her sleeve, and said in a dumb voice: "The lady let her husband wait." ”

Lin Qiuwei hurriedly put the dishes that had just been prepared on the table and poured the wine.

Xiao Beigu walked to the center of the stage with a smile and knocked the gong and drum on his hand, "The newcomer salutes and worships heaven and earth!" ”

In an instant, the frost on the girl's face turned into a pink flush.

Feng Yin took her by the hand and bowed to the heavens and the earth.

"Two worship the high hall." Xiao Beigu smiled and beat the gongs and drums.

There is no high hall of Feng Yin and Pian Zheng, so the two of them simply worship heaven and earth again.

"Husband and wife worship each other."

Feng Yin smiled gently, let go of the hand holding her, and the two of them looked at each other, through a thin red veil, to see each other's minds.

"Licheng! Sent to the cave room. ”

Naturally, no one dared to make trouble in the cave room, and a few people quit with each other.

At this moment, Qiu Wei and Jiang Nu had already cleaned up the side room.

The two of them entered the room, and there were still some dishes on the table, and a pot of freshly heated wine was scalded.

Feng Yin pulled out a chair and sat down for the kite, then filled a bowl of soup and sandwiched some food.

"Eat some mats first, if you make you drink alcohol rashly, then your stomach hurts."

She glanced at the table, and before she could reach out and lift the veil off her head, Feng Yin had already sat down and carefully lifted the red veil for her.

The red lips of the pity zite were slightly hooked, and the heart naturally overflowed with some sweetness.

Feng Yin looked at the fat powder of the pity, his lips and eyebrows were delicate, and the hearts of the people who looked at him were rippling.

Pity Zheng wanted to keep his face strained, but he really couldn't hold back, and chuckled, "When did you prepare these?" ”

Feng Yin handed over the soup bowl, looked at the pity and drank it, and raised his eyebrows, "Yue Yu before." ”

The wine glasses are handed over, and the hands are intertwined, and the wine is drunk from each other.

The lights in the room are bright, and the red candle shadow shines through the window, and I am afraid that it will be dark tonight.

Pian Zheng lowered her head a little nervously, and some did not dare to look at him.

"Zheng?" The wind bowed its head and called the kite, and the sound was as soft as a boneless.

"Huh?" Pian Zheng subconsciously raised his head, and was picked up in the next second.

The wind passed the wedding candle, the screen, and the vermilion glass screen gently rested her on the couch.

Pian Zheng was feverish, raised his eyes to look at him, and his face was stunning in red clothes.

She closed her eyes and touched his lips.

This kiss was like a spark burning the prairie fire, which made Feng Yin forbearance and casualness for a moment, and it turned out to be a little rude for her.

He finally couldn't bear to take her by the waist and push her into the red brocade, the jade color poured out from under his clothes, dyeing his eyes red layer by layer, he couldn't help but moan, the pity was powerless to resist, and he could only let him fiddle.

There were two strands of long hair wrapped around the pillow, entangled with each other, not distinguishing each other.

The red candle lights are full of shadows, the figures are outstanding, and the wind is full of sharpness, until the whole body of the pityan is soft.

His eyes were dark, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead to her jade shoulders, until he lost his breath, and he couldn't control it anymore, and he would smash all the forbearance into her softness, shattering the begonia flower color that night, and falling the red and delicate color.

She was in pain, and he slowed down as if punishing himself, dissolving all her pain, and letting her spring turn into begonia flower juice.

That night, I only listened to the soft whisper, which sounded like a heavenly sound, until the rooster crowed.