Three days later, the Protector General's Palace.

Ye Mushen wore a festive groom's dress, and her handsome face also had a festive smile.

The long hair like snow is meticulously combed up to the crown.

Matching the white hair, it is the gray and cold gloom in the clear black eyes.

If you look closely, you can see that his standing posture is a little crooked.

Everyone has also heard about it (this "heard" thing, naturally there is no source), and the master of Xiaoao Hall has been worried and depressed since he was wronged as the mastermind of Mrs. Zhou's case.

Although he cleared his trumped-up charges, he was tired of the complicated imperial city, and even Xiao Aotang wanted to stand still.

Not long ago, I had a strange illness, and I spent my head in vain in this weak crown year.

Some friends who had been friends in the past didn't feel too weird when they saw it, as if this person should have been like this.

Indeed, those who have dealt with Ye Mushen can see through it to some extent, and under the mask of this person's flawless smiley face, there is a cold eye full of mockery.

Perhaps, those so-called friends will secretly gloat in their hearts when they see him like this now-after all, the previous Ye Mu ginseng was too perfect and too eye-catching.

The white green silk of Ye Mu ginseng is no longer as sleek as before, and his temperament is calmer and colder than in the past.

It's much easier to live like this.

As the protagonist of this grand wedding, Ye Mushen is a complete outsider.

After the whole tedious marriage, the back of his head that had not yet healed was aching.

He cursed secretly in his heart, and Ling Shang was too ruthless - when he woke up in a coma that day, he was already very weak, but he still had to put him to death......

Every time he realized that this madman had the same blood as himself, he was horrified with disgust.

However, the thought of being able to leave this imperial city full of absurd memories the next day made his mood jump a little faster.

……

The bridegroom drank a few glasses of turbid wine perfunctorily, which was considered to be a deal with the guests, and then slipped away.

After chatting with Lu Qian for a long time, he explained the affairs of Xiao Aotang like a post-affair, and always felt that there was something unfinished.

But Lu Qian was anxious for him, "Master, the bride is going to fall asleep." Spring Festival is a moment of ......"

Ye Mushen looked loveless, sighed at the dark night sky, and finally resigned himself to the marriage room.

He yawned lazily, and said to the men and women in front of the door, "I said, you people who are in a hole in the house, go back and rest now, and I will send three boxes of 'Drunken Peony' rouge to each person tomorrow morning." As for those who don't know how to stay and make trouble, believe it or not...... Master, I slept with you. ”

…… In fact, everyone has no opinion on being slept with at night.

Such a good-looking person, sleeping for one night is worth more than that rouge gouache.

Ye Mushen rolled her eyes and pulled the corners of her mouth, "Master, I am lustful by nature, and I don't mind sleeping clothes." However, my father-in-law, General Shangguan, will definitely mind me cuckolding his daughter. So...... It's nothing for you to sleep with me, it's a big deal to break a leg. But everybody...... Immersing in the pig cage is considered a suspended sentence. ”

Only then did everyone clarify the powerful relationship, and they didn't dare to stay any longer, so they left in a hurry.

In the wedding room, the red candle tent, Shangguan Wanqing had already lifted the red hijab.

Ye Mu ginseng didn't raise his eyes, pulled off the crown of his hair, and scattered snow-white hair.

In disgust, he lifted the festive clothes and embellishments on his body three or two times, came to the coffee table, and poured himself a cup of cold tea.

Coherent.

"I'm pregnant." Shangguan Wanqing spoke calmly.

"Poof—"