"Emperor Yanfeng, you ......"

Before she could finish the words, he bit her lip through the veil.

"Hmm......"

Accumulation of strength in her hand, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, a palm hit him on the shoulder, he got up in pain, taking this opportunity, she gathered qi in her hand, quickly conjured up sharp petals, turned over and pressed him under her while using the petals against his neck.

The red dragon and phoenix were dropped to the ground, dyed with some embarrassment.

"Assan, are you going to murder your husband?" I know what is being pressed against my neck, although I don't know what it is, but judging from the fierce aura of her body, it should be enough to kill.

He didn't expect her to be so responsive in such a situation, but he was impressed.

"Emperor Yan, you're too much!" She stared at him with anger in her eyes.

"Excessive?" looked at her with a leisurely look, and the corners of his mouth were hooked into a smile: "Qiansang, this king just chose to take the initiative when you had ill intentions towards this king, why did it become excessive?" ”

"You!" A touch of red crossed her face, and her eyes were slightly condensed: "Where do I harbor ill intentions towards you, it is clear that I am treating others in the way of others!" ”

"Oh!" He pretended to be abrupt and said: "So that's the case, this king thinks that the princess can't wait for tomorrow to have a round with this king, so he ......"

"Emperor Yan Feng!" How could he say this to her: "I advise you to be cautious, you are still under my confinement." ”

After hearing this, he suddenly changed his face, put away the smile on his face, and had a cold face, his narrow eyes were bottomless, teaching people to see through his thoughts at this time, and the slightly threatening words came out of his mouth: "Assan, what do you think it will do you to kill this king now?" ”

His appearance was so clear that she didn't dare to kill him.

Hum! That's really the case. She really couldn't kill him at this point.

quickly put away his hand, turned over and got out of bed, stood firmly on the ground, looked at Yan Difeng, who was slowly arranging his clothes on the bed, and said in a condensed voice: "Yan Difeng, remember our agreement, after tomorrow's wedding, I hope you can fulfill it as promised." With that, he turned and left.

He stared at the doorway for a long time after she left, a deep meaning in his eyes.

The breeze outside the door poured in, bringing fresh air to the room, but after a while, he still smelled the faint fragrance of Fuso petals.

That's what she smelled like.

When she returned to the military master's mansion, she locked herself in her room, sat in front of the bronze mirror, and took off the veil from her face. The small and rosy lips were a little swollen at the moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he subconsciously touched it with his hand, and there was a trace of pain.

This Emperor Yan is too hateful!

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the earlobe, and at a glance he saw the small wound at the earlobe. The wound no longer hurts after applying the medicine he gave, but I don't know when it will heal.

Could it be that Emperor Feng is a dog? How can you love to bite people at every turn!

sighed lightly, his face was much more solemn, and he looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and suddenly felt a little strange. Wearing a veil all day, she almost forgot what she looked like. Once, this face was her favorite thing.

Tomorrow's Wedding......

Outsiders only know that it is a happy event, and no one knows how her heart is tormented. Everyone has selfish intentions, and so does she. In the past, Yin Mo was only for himself, and now he can only be for others.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, this is true.

With a slender hand, he gently touched the bronze mirror, and his fingertips outlined the contours of his cheeks, as if he were really lingering on his own face. The fingertips stayed at the charming eyes, the plain eyes began to ripple, a trace of melancholy overflowed the eyes, the crystal clear things were gathered in the bottom of the eyes, and the bottom of the heart was sad for a while, and tears flowed down the cheeks.

On the day of the wedding, she got up very early.

I got up before dawn, and when I opened the door, I saw that there were ten maids outside the door, such as Iris, the royal matchmaker, and the Yanwang Mansion.

She thought she had gotten up early enough to think they were any worse.

The action of opening the door startled them who were drowsy outside the door, and they got up in a daze, and when they saw that she was awake, they immediately knelt down and bowed to her.

"See the princess!"

Did you start changing your mind today?

With their call in unison, the entire military division's mansion lit up, and it was red, like the sunset when the sky was full of sky. It turned out that for today, no one in the house slept, so they waited for her to get up and light up all the red lanterns in the house, and the red lanterns would be lit until she got on the sedan chair and left the military division's mansion.

"Get up."

Iris stepped forward and said respectfully: "Master, let the slave serve you to bathe and change your clothes, and dress up." ”

Her eyes reflected the fiery red of the mansion, nodded, and said, "Okay." ”

The bright red and complicated style of the wedding dress was already on, and she sat in front of the bronze mirror with the support of the matchmaker, and the iris behind her held a jade comb, gently combing her ink-dyed hair.

"Comb to the end."

"Two combs of white hair and eyebrows."

"Three combs are full of children and grandchildren."

"Four combs ......"

Every time the iris combs her hair, the matchmaker will say a happy word, until the tassel bun is combed, then it stops leisurely, even if it stops, the room is still lingering with the afterglow of the happy story, for a long time.

After glancing at her in the bronze mirror, Iris repeatedly confirmed that the bun was fine, and then took out a pair of phoenix eight-bead gold thread from the jade box and shook it in long steps, inserted it on both sides of the bun, and the phoenix crown was worn on the top of the bun.

At this moment, she really reflects that sentence: the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are charming, and she looks back and smiles.

Iris looked into the bronze mirror and couldn't help exclaiming: "Master, you are so beautiful!" ”

The matchmaker also hurriedly glanced at it, and wiped honey on her mouth: "Princess, you are dressed like this, you are really graceful and luxurious, and you are captivating the city and the country!" His eyes suddenly fell on her white veil, but he was stunned, and immediately said: "Princess, I have heard that you often wear a white veil and never show your true face. But now it's the day of the wedding, and it's not appropriate to wear a white veil, so it's better to ......."

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror lightly, and said slowly: "It's impossible for me to take off the veil, since white is unlucky, just change it to red." ”

The matchmaker was also interested, and immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, yes!" I'm going to fetch the red veil. After saying that, he turned around and hurried out of the room.

If it weren't for the matchmaker mentioning the veil, Iris's forgotten that her makeup hadn't been put on. Although the master is naturally beautiful, and a pair of charming eyes have already captivated the country, but today is a big wedding after all, and he has to wear light makeup without heavy makeup.

"Master, the matchmaker will bring a red veil later, and when the veil is changed, the slave needs to put on wedding makeup for the master."

Her countenance has never been seen by anyone, not even Iris.

"Iris, the wedding makeup is not up to you, after the red veil is brought later, the veil will be handed over to me, you and the matchmaker are waiting outside, I will call you when I am ready."