The Ministry of Rites always felt weird, but the emperor said so, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

The sedan chair went all the way into the dormitory, and the little palace maid who was waiting for the emperor to change clothes took out the dress tremblingly, and saw the dress Ye Chuijin was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.

"Who does that mean?"

The dress was gold and red, extremely beautiful, and it was not feminine in terms of style, but it was covered with a layer of mist-like red cloud veil, which looked a little softer.

Everyone in the world knows that today's saint is cold and cold, and before he was in power, he had a reputation for being arrogant and domineering, and she was even more heroic in dressing, such a beautiful but charming wedding dress in front of her, even if you look closely, you can know that it is worn by a man, but how can she accept it?

The little palace maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground.

At this moment, a smiling voice came from the door: "I personally selected it, the emperor doesn't like it?" ”

Jun drunk walked in from the door.

The holy wedding, this dormitory is naturally delighted.

After seeing Jun drunk, Ye Chuijin was stunned.

The prime minister in front of him was also wearing a red dress.

Ye Chuijin frowned and looked at him.

Jun Zui seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and explained by himself: "The emperor is getting married today, and the ministers are happy, so wearing this red body will be happy with you." ”

His statement was very strange, and the emperor standing in front of him still frowned.

Jun Zui waved his hand to the palace maid kneeling on the ground: "Go down." ”

The palace maid retreated in small steps.

Jun Zui picked up the bright red and complicated wedding dress on the bed and raised his eyes: "The ministers are waiting for the emperor to change his clothes." ”

"Not necessarily." Ye Chuijin refused without thinking about it.

"This wedding dress is different from the clothes you wear on weekdays, and the emperor can't wear it alone." Jun Zui had a smile on his face, and his voice was lowered: "Or does the emperor want someone else to help you wear it?" ”

Ye Chuijin pursed his lips stiffly, and his phoenix eyes stared at him.

Jun Zui chuckled: "Your Majesty, now that the only person in the palace knows your secret, who else can you trust?" ”

Hearing him say this, Ye Chuijin seemed to think of what the secret was, and almost reflexively denied it: "I am the prince." ”

Jun Zui looked at her instantly pale face, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.

Even if she was afraid that he would tell her secret, she shouldn't have to deny it in front of him.

Why exactly?

The little emperor's chest rose and fell, and it seemed that he had suddenly returned to his childhood.

She said no more, took the undershirt of the wedding dress, and turned behind the screen without saying a word.

After a while, there was the sound of changing clothes behind the screen.

When she came out from behind the screen, Jun's drunken eyes sank suddenly.

In the past, she wore a wide robe, but now she only wears a undergarment, the bright red undershirt outlining her slender waist and slender legs.

Jun Zui stepped forward and respectfully put on the robe that was covered outside for her.

Her skin is better than snow against the bright red blood-like wedding dress, and the beauty that was too ostentatious in the past has been raised one or two times at this time.

The emperor's phoenix eyes were cold, and he only glanced at him.

Jun Zui looked at her and stepped aside for a while.

"Your Majesty, please."

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The wedding banquet was held in Xiaoyunxuan near the lake, and all the ministers arrived when Ye Chuijin arrived.

After seeing the wedding dress of the saint, the ministers present looked at each other.

The six servants were happy: "Hey, why do I think that Prime Minister Jun is standing with our saints, but like a pair of beautiful people, hehehe." ”