ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

With the most powerful bride in the history of Pingling Kingdom, he landed steadily in King Ling's Mansion, and as soon as Xing Lian stood on the ground, someone immediately greeted him.

The hijab had been put on again, her eyes fell to the ground, and when she saw a crimson hem, she immediately recognized the person who came forward as the Four Winds Beiling.

Four Winds Beiling glanced at the direction behind her, but didn't ask much, and immediately turned around and instructed the palace maid to send the bride back to the house to rest, and then said to Xinglian: "The ceremony will be in a while, you go and rest first." ”

Xinglian nodded, and obediently followed the palace maid all the way to the arranged big red wedding room.

According to the rules of Pingling Kingdom, the time to worship heaven and earth is probably in Chenshi, and she came out early, and there is still half an hour before Chenshi, and it is indeed not the time to worship the church.

As soon as he sat down on the bed covered with red silk, the waiting palace maid brought a cup of tea, "Princess, you can rest for a while, and when you get to the chapel, the slave and maid will come to invite you again." ”

"Hmm." Responding lightly, she took the tea, and just wanted to drink it, but her hand was stunned, "What kind of tea is this?" ”

The liquid in the cup is a little reddish, and it doesn't look like ordinary tea, but it smells like some tea, and even more fragrant than ordinary tea.

The palace maid was silent for a moment, she covered her head and couldn't see the expressions of the people in front of her, so she could only wait quietly for her to speak.

"This is the Luoxian tea that the prince ordered the slave to send, and it is soaked in the juice of the Luoxian flower."

"Luoxian tea?" Raised her eyebrows suspiciously, she seemed to have heard of this kind of tea, but it seemed that this thing was drunk by ordinary people, and this kind of inferior tea would not appear in the palace......

Her thoughts turned to her heart, and the next moment, she moved the teacup to her lips and took a sip.

Forget it, no matter what kind of tea it is, since the Four Winds Beiling gave it, there is no reason to doubt it, besides, there is a phantom kite, is she still afraid that someone will poison her?

Seeing that Xinglian drank tea, the palace maid who was waiting for her was blessed and retreated.

The happy room was empty for a while, and Xinglian was not in the mood to observe what kind of furnishings the room she was going to live in the future, still hanging her head and letting the cover cover her head.

Si Jingyan's silent and indifferent appearance was still in front of him, and when he heard that, he probably really hated himself to death.

It's just that he doesn't have a second choice at all, the more he hates her, the more Wuji will believe, just wait for the worship to be a foregone conclusion, she will go to the woman to let her fulfill her promise.

But what about after worshipping?

Is it child's play to get married in the royal family......

Everything that was conceived before was simple, as long as Jingyue's poison was eliminated and Wuji's scourge was slaughtered, she would immediately have a showdown with the people of the world that the wedding was just a joke, but the moment before she came to the chapel, Xing Lian was not confident.

When the truth is revealed, can she continue to be with Sijingyan, or can she really only stick to this wrong marriage.

The chaotic thoughts were like a mess, the stars around him were dizzy, drowsy and sleepy, and he was about to lean to the side of the bed to sleep, when there was a slight knock on the door outside, "Princess, the auspicious time has arrived, all the guests have arrived, the prince ordered the slave maid to come and invite the princess to the main hall......"

was pulled up in the chaos, and followed the palace maid along the same path to the main hall with a top-heavy hand, Xinglian pinched himself hard, and barely controlled his sleepiness, and heard a worship of heaven and earth in his ears, and followed the action numbly.

"Husband and wife worship ......"

The master of ceremonies' voice was crisp and loud, Xinglian smiled, leaned down and bowed, at the moment when the last head knocked down, the man who also bowed down in front of him suddenly came out with the same faint fragrance as the tea just now, and before he could understand what was going on, it was suddenly dark in front of him, and the whole person fell into the arms of the four winds Beiling.