Feng Mochen's welcoming team arrived at Fengqi Tower first, and the girls from Fengqi Tower all greeted him.

Fengqi Tower is particularly lively today, without the laughter and scolding of the past, it is full of congratulations and festive laughter.

The girls of Fengqilou have also changed the red and willow green of the past, all dressed in plain brocade and silk, if you don't look at the plaques hanging outside, I'm afraid you don't know that this is the original Qinglou.

Wanqing was carried down from the boudoir by the matchmaker, the colorful wedding dress, enough to reach the red lotus, the red clothes were plain hands, under the brocade cover, Wan Er smiled, the fair skin exposed outside was as bright as the moonlight, the slender waist was like a tight silk belt, and the ten fingers were like the tips of fresh onions.

Feng Mochen couldn't squint, and waited until Wanqing got on the sedan chair, and his eyes kept looking into the sedan chair. wanted to see the appearance of the people inside the sedan chair, but he couldn't see it, so he had to shout softly into the sedan chair, "Wanqing? ”。

There was no response in the sedan chair.

"Lady?"

Still no response.

"Xiao Qingqing?"

"Shut up!" Wanqing's cold voice came from the wedding sedan chair, if it was the bride, it was less shy and more cold.

Feng Mochen was relieved, the expression on his face seemed to be relaxed, at least there would be no errand on the wedding day, waving his hand.

Seeing Feng Mochen waving his hand, the welcoming team set off to return to the Qi Palace.

Wang Yuan followed behind Feng Mochen, his face was serious and angry, and the people of the Qi Wangfu were the same as Wang Yuan, there was no happy look on their faces, after all, the bride who swaggered from the Qinglou married the bride, except for their prince, there was no second person, I am afraid that their prince was the first person in ancient and modern times.

The welcoming team went from Fengqi Tower to the Qi Palace, and Xuanyuan Ye's team to marry the princess also happened to return, and the two welcoming teams passed by again.

This time, Xuanyuan Ye's eyes have been staring at the sedan chair where Wanqing is sitting, and the big red sedan chair wraps the people inside tightly, wanting to see that familiar face, but until the welcoming team disappears from sight, he never sees it.

Xuanyuan Ye retracted his gaze, his face was full of loss, he even hoped that the bride in the sedan chair of the Qi Palace's mansion was not Wanqing, but he was just thinking about it.

The team that greeted the relatives saw that Xuanyuan Ye stopped and didn't move, so they kept waiting in place, but after a long time, they still didn't move, and the matchmaker was afraid that she would miss the time, so she called softly, "General? ”

Xuanyuan Ye came back to his senses and motioned for the team to move on, "Let's go." ”

Outside the palace of King Qi, the greeting procession stopped, Feng Mochen got down from the horse and lifted the sedan curtain, he wanted to lift Wanqing's hijab together, but was interrupted by the matchmaker next to him.

Wanqing was carried into the Qi Palace, and the guests in the hall rushed forward, all wanting to see what kind of beauty the bride was. Of course, I still want to see those who have seen it, and those who have not seen it can't wait to see the first beauty in Kyoto City.

Although the Qi Wangfu and the General's Mansion were married on the same day, they were quite harmonious in the arrangement of guests, and there were mostly civil officials in the Qi Wangfu, and most of the military attachés in the General's Mansion, and the rest were some good family friends in private.

Feng Mochen and Wanqing appeared in the center of the hall, two red figures standing side by side, just talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two worship the high hall."

Feng Mochen's mother passed away very early, so it was just a formality.

"Husband and wife..."

"Your Majesty has arrived!" The wedding was suspended and everyone knelt down and saluted.

Emperor Feng Moheng was hugged and walked into the hall and sat down in the high hall, "Get up, the five emperor brothers are happy today, you don't have to be so restrained." ”

Everyone stood up, "Thank you, Your Majesty!" ”

"I went to the General's Mansion first, so I'm late, the emperor's brothers and sisters won't blame me, right?"

Feng Moheng is also looking forward to seeing the stunning face under the hijab, will it make him heartbroken again?

"Don't dare, Your Majesty has every opportunity, and it is the greatest blessing to be here." Wanqing is no stranger to this voice, where she has heard it but can't remember it clearly.

Wanqing's voice was like a claw scratching Feng Moheng's heart, making him unable to speak, "That's good, go on!" ”

"Second worship high hall!" The eldest brother is like a father, and it is understandable to worship Mo Heng in the high hall.

Wanqing bowed, and the moment she bowed her head, the hijab slipped off and fell off. She raised her head, everyone was stunned, the thick and deep hair was all combed to the top of the head, the dark clouds and snow were coiled into a phoenix bun, and the long phoenix six beads were inserted on both sides, and the red gems were finely inlaid on the gold wires, swaying gently, touching Wanqing's delicate cheeks, it seemed that the shedding of the hijab made Wanqing's face a little stunned.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

"Send to the cave!"

After the ceremony, Mo'er hurriedly picked up the hijab and covered it for Wanqing, and helped Wanqing to the new house.

The surrounding guests seemed to be fixed on that stunning face, Feng Moheng saw the face under the hijab, and his heart was suffocated, his desire was even stronger, sooner or later you will belong to me!

"Ahem!"

With Feng Mochen's cough, everyone came to their senses and congratulated Feng Mochen one after another. After the worship was over, Emperor Feng Moheng drank a glass of wine and left, and the guests saw that the emperor was leaving, and they were not so restrained, and they all came to toast to King Qi.

After a long time, Feng Mochen was already drunk, and when he saw off the guests, he always remembered that the guests coaxed him to the cave room, thought of the cave room, and walked towards the courtyard of Wanqing.