Zodiac auspicious day.

The Seven Princes' Mansion was full of guests, and they were staggered, because today was the wedding day of Feng Hanze and Ning Mingyue.

Ning Mingyue was named the county lord because of Feng Hanze's relationship, she climbed from a small orphan girl to today's position, married to the Seventh Prince, for a time Ning Mingyue was in the limelight, and the nobles in Beijing all envied her!

Feng Hanze, who was dressed in the groom's official wedding dress, was even more handsome than usual and looked even more charming.

"The Seven Princes are the dragons and phoenixes in real people."

"The Seventh Prince has such a task, the bride is so blessed."

The congratulatory voices sounded one after another in the new house, and everyone picked up good words, which really made Ning Mingyue and Feng Hanze, who were complimented, very comfortable to listen to.

Ning Mingyue saw a pair of delicate boots, and she knew that they belonged to Feng Hanze.

He came with a scale and was about to lift her hijab.

But Ning Mingyue was a little nervous, although it was not the first time they had married, she was still nervous, and she had the urge to cry.

Ning Mingyue blinked her eyes, swallowed those tears, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of her lips, with a little shyness, full of joy and expectation.

Heaven and earth, life and life, we must be together.

Feng Hanze tightened the weighing rod in his hand, and a layer of fine sweat appeared in his palms, even in the face of dangerous things, he didn't have a friend who was so out of shape.

However, looking at the woman sitting on the bed waiting for him, who was his future wife, this full sense of fulfillment made him a little uncomfortable.

Feng Hanze slowly lifted the hijab, revealing Ning Mingyue's face that was fresher and more delicate than Narcissus, which made Feng Hanze lose his mind for a while.

On weekdays, the quiet and fair-skinned little face is dyed with a little rouge, like a begonia that has bloomed to the extreme.

The long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and they swept across his heart.

She looked at him with a shallow smile.

Four eyes to each other, one glance for ten thousand years.

In the kind laughter of others, Feng Hanze finally came back to his senses, which made his ears blush a little.

When only Ning Mingyue and Feng Hanze were left in the room, a burst of embarrassment and ambiguity stretched out.

It's obvious that they are two people who are familiar with each other, but on this special day, they are nervous again.

In the flickering of the red candle, the good feelings that are suppressed and warm on weekdays seem to be blended into a bit of indescribable taste, and gradually ferment in their hearts.

"Xi'er, have a drink."

Feng Hanze still opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Hmm." Ning Mingyue glanced at him with a smile, tickling his heart.

"I'll help you!" The man suddenly smiled wickedly.

In the woman's slightly puzzled eyes, he drank both glasses of wine, and then hugged him into his arms in the woman's low exclamation.

The soft lips are mixed with the aroma of mellow and strong sake, which makes people feel intoxicated.

Both were deeply obsessed and couldn't help themselves.

Ning Mingyue couldn't help but close her eyes, quietly feeling the deep kiss from the man.

When the last drop of wine was gone between their lips, they gasped parted.

The air slowly warmed up, and each other's bodies became hot.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed without a trace.

Just as he was about to embark on some action, the door of their new house was pounded mercilessly.

"Your Royal Highness, Princess, it's not good, something is wrong!"