When Xuanyuan invited Yue and Xuanyuan Qi to enter the territory of Haocang, they were mistakenly killed by the grieving and angry people of Haocang. Whether it was manslaughter or not, no one has to investigate, anyway, the person is already dead, and there is no proof of death.

The second thing. It's just that it was unprovoked to reveal where did Di Qingsu go for half a year when he disappeared? Some people say that she is exposed in the land of fireworks, and some people say that she was rescued by a rich merchant and became someone else's concubine...... Accounts differ and opinions vary. Is this the gift that gently gives oneself? It's too pediatric.

All the rumors followed Tang Lu, the owner of Aoyun Villa, to the Prime Minister's Mansion with a congratulatory gift, and told everyone that Di Qingsu had been recuperating in Aoyun Villa, and she was the eldest lady of Aoyun Villa.

Aoyun Villa, martial arts master, who dares to question it. The wind is calm and calm, and the rumors are self-defeating.

Di Qingsu happily sat on the swing frame, thinking about Chu Hanye's appearance at this time. His belly was black, his calculating was gloomy, and his physical condition.

The big wedding is coming. Couples are not allowed to see each other for the first three days of the wedding. It's really like not seeing each other for a day.

"Susu, haven't you gotten up, get up quickly." Ao Shuangjiao called before he stepped into the Star Picking Pavilion. When he walked in the door and saw Di Qingsu who didn't move at all, he shook his head and pulled out Di Qingsu who was curled up in the quilt.

The room behind him was already full of maids, holding trays and clothes, standing there waiting for Di Qingsu to get up.

"Susu, hurry up, don't miss the auspicious time." Ao Shuangjiao forcibly ripped open the brocade quilt that was held by Emperor Qingsu.

Alas, last night, Ao Shuangjiao stayed in the Star Pavilion and told Emperor Qingsu how to be a wife, how to be a good princess, and how to manage the backyard...... A whole bunch.

"Is Chu Hanye here?" Di Qingsu yawned, and he would have changed this custom if he knew it, but it was too early, and it was not even dawn.

"Susu. You should call the prince, what Chu Hanye. Obey your father at home, marry your husband, he is the respect of the prince, you can't rely on him to favor you now, and you lose your proportion. Besides, have you heard of a prince who went to the woman's house to marry at a wedding? You're beautiful. Silly girl, it's a sedan chair to send you to the Night King's Mansion, and he's waiting for you there. ”

Ao Shuangjiao patiently explained, and the girls covered their mouths and snickered.

"Delivered to the door? No, if he doesn't come to marry in person, Miss Ben will regret the marriage and not marry. Di Qingsu lay back on the bed, and she didn't do the business that was delivered to the door. How could she have forgotten to ask about the customs beforehand?

"Bah, what are you talking about. Get up. Ao Shuangjiao helplessly looked at Di Qingsu who was lying back on the bed, so she had to command a few maids to forcibly pull Di Qingsu out of the bed again, press down on the stool and dress up.

And the Night King's Mansion is just as busy and nervous. Chu Hanye didn't sleep at all, and kept waiting with his eyes open. Look at this, look at that, and everyone who can see him thinks he is a disservice, so let him sit quietly, waiting to be the groom's official, waiting for the bride to arrive.

Not only the servants from top to bottom, but also the four guards, Gu Xiaoyun, Nie Feng and even Yulan Zifei and Xuanyuan Pingchuan were all busy Zhang Luo in the Night King's Mansion.

"Lord Wang, slow down, don't worry. The bride's sedan chair is still early. The old housekeeper looked at Chu Hanye, who was dressed in a white brocade robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and gold edges, and this time he was even more handsome and radiant. The clothes designed by the princess are really good, and they are very flattering to the prince.

The old butler's heart was extremely gratified. The children of that year finally grew up and finally got married. I am worthy of the dead old lady.

At that time, the Ouyang family had changed, and the old housekeeper was still just a small servant, who had received the favor of Chu Hanye's parents. Since Chu Hanye's parents passed away one after another, he often took care of Chu Hanye until he helplessly watched him being taken away. Then he came back suddenly and took revenge on his own. Since then, he has followed Chu Hanye and never abandoned.

The old housekeeper's legs and feet are also more neat than usual, and he is running extremely diligently today.

"Tap, tap, this is a dress designed and made by Su Su himself, what do you think? Hurry up, Mali, this king has to rush to the Prime Minister's Mansion to marry. Chu Hanye nervously examined his clothes today in the mirror.

"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to get married? Lord Wang, ...... you "Before the secret words of the secret man who were sorting out Chu Hanye's clothes were finished, he was stopped by the old housekeeper on the side.

"What do juniors know? The prince can do whatever he likes. The old housekeeper pulled the clothes for Chu Hanye again: "Lord, don't worry, the bride still has to dress up, you step on it." It's early, Miss Nine is also in a hurry, and she is even more anxious if you are in a hurry. It's a big day, and you have to hold your breath. ”

"Got it." Chu Han took a deep breath at night, and then took a deep breath. He clenched his fist and released it, releasing his tension.

The street leading from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the Night King's Mansion has long been under martial law, with a red carpet in the middle of the street, and guards standing guard every meter on both sides of the street. They had come on the orders of Long Lantian to maintain order.

The people stood on either side, and the whole street was surrounded.

"Prince Chaolu, please urge Miss Nine, the prince has been waiting in the hall for a long time." The matchmaker once again urged the morning dew who stood outside the gate of the Star Picking Pavilion like a door god. No way, with him, she can't get in.