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Nangong Xuan's phoenix crown is draped, her face is delicate, looking at herself in the mirror, she can't help but reach out and stroke her face, today she is going to marry another husband, although she can return to Nangong Mansion after getting married, but after all, he is someone else's husband and wants to serve his wife. net

This is undoubtedly not an easy thing for the arrogant Nangong Xuan.

"Xi'er, do you think I really should marry Dongfang Lingshuang?" Nangong Xuan asked the little guy behind him.

The little maid named Xi'er raised his big eyes and looked at Nangong Xuan, and said, "Young Master, today is your wedding day, so you shouldn't worry about this." ”

Nangong Xuan nodded, put the red hijab on the side on his head, and walked onto the sedan chair with Xi'er's support.

Today is the day he gets married, and it is also the day when he and Feng Che really 'say goodbye'.

Maybe he once admired Feng Che and liked Feng Che, but after today, there will be only one person he wants to like and serve him, and that is Dongfang Lingshuang. net

Dongfang Lingxiao is 'Little Dengke' today, wearing a happy red robe, wearing a big red flower on his chest, full of energy, riding on a white horse.

Feng Che looked at Dongfang Lingshuang on the horse, and couldn't help but be happy for her, when would she be able to marry Lin Shaowan like this?

Su Ju looked at the woman on the horse with envy, but what she was thinking about was when Feng Che would be able to marry her like this, and she would also wear a phoenix crown and xia cloak at that time, and marry the prince in a beautiful manner.

Although he and the prince were husband and wife, they were sent to the palace as a male concubine, and even if they were crowned princes, they were not so grand.

Now I am a little envious and jealous, and even a little hate..... hate that I am from a humble background, not worthy of the prince, and hate Feng Che Even if he gives birth to a daughter, the status of the person in Feng Che's heart is enough to annihilate their father and daughter.

The sedan chair followed the white horse to the Oriental Mansion, and the matchmaker helped the groom out of the sedan chair, and the firecrackers were lit, which was very lively.

Then it is to cross the brazier, worship heaven and earth, and send it into the cave room.

After Nangong Xuan was sent into the cave room, Dongfang Lingshuang, who was the bride, was drinking with everyone outside. She was full of energy, and the conversation was endless, which was enough to show the joy of getting married today.

Su Ju sat at the banquet of the male guests, watching Feng Che being pulled by Dongfang Lingshuang to pour wine, she couldn't help but be a little worried, and just wanted to get up and say to Feng Che not to drink too much. But he was pulled by the male guest next to him to ask about his relationship with Feng Che, Su Ju knew that her identity was more sensitive, so she could only answer vaguely.

"Gong Che, thank you so much, thank you!" Dongfang Lingshuang's cheeks were crimson, his eyes were slightly confused, and he took Feng Che's hand and said repeatedly.

Feng Che was also a little dizzy from drinking, and she tried her best to stabilize herself: "Ling Shuang, congratulations, really!" You must treat Nangong well, otherwise I will never spare you! ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Lingshuang opened his eyes and said, "I must, treat him well!" ”

Feng Che nodded: "That's enough, come, drink!" ”

In the candlelight, the toasts are staggered, the congratulatory messages are endless, and the lobby is a lively scene......

In the wedding room, Nangong Xuan sat on the ** nervously, with a red hijab on his head, and his fingers were uneasily grasping the quilt under him.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a figure with a drunken body walked into the wedding room. She turned around and closed the door, then came to the window, and gently took off Nangong Xuan's red hijab with her hand.

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