Yan Ran looked at the scene in front of her, and only felt in a trance, as if she was wearing a face exactly the same as Li Miaoxian, wearing a wedding dress specially sewn for her by others, sitting in a sedan chair that was constantly undulating and bumping, and there was a lot of commotion around, and she couldn't hear what people were saying at all, but she instinctively felt that the surroundings seemed to be surrounded by a kind of joy, but there was a layer of unexplained uneasiness and anxiety floating in this joy.

What Furong said, if Huang Ying stood indoors, because she didn't know, she shouldn't have any reaction, but at this time standing behind Yan Ran was Lu Ju, a person who had followed Li Miaoxian for many years and had been with Furong for nearly ten years, and had completely participated in the whole incident and knew all the details.

At the beginning, Furong instigated Li Miaoxian to escape from marriage, although she didn't tell Lu Ju, but with her hair-thin mind, in just half a month, she had already discovered Li Miaoxian's strangeness. During the marriage, although she didn't guess that the bride had changed, she was also shocked by Li Miaoxian's abnormality, thinking about how to quietly inquire about the reason and find a way to appease her.

However, in the past three years, her master's way of doing things has really changed completely, and she is no longer cowering, timid and afraid, but very resolute and smart. In such an environment surrounded by wolves, she stubbornly defended her interests from being violated, and at the same time protected a few of her maids.

At that time, Lu Ju had already planned to leave her master Li Miaoxian at the cost of marriage and live her own life, but under her protection several times, she took the initiative to give up her original idea and has been by her side all these years. Sometimes she still thinks that not marrying for the rest of her life and always following Yan Ran's side seems to be a good way out. Now that Furong said this, Lu Ju couldn't bear it anymore, and glanced at Li Miaoxian, who was staring at her hand next to her, in a daze, and sighed in her heart, this person, it's about like this for a lifetime, right?

"You call me the prince, and you call you young lady?" Lu Kunman's displeasure was even more obvious, the two handsome eyebrows were already wrinkled together, the red lips were open and closed, handsome and beautiful, but the words he said were full of sarcasm.

But Furong ignored this, and simply regarded Lu Kun's words as a normal question, and bowed her head and responded, "Naturally, yes." The prince and his wife are all present, and there is a big red sedan chair to welcome their relatives, but they are not husband and wife. She knew that she could only pretend to be stupid like this at this time, and it would be great if Lu Kun could take them back to the Marquis of Ningyuan's mansion because of this; If not, it is impossible to get there again. Anguo Mansion will definitely not be able to go back, Li Miaoxian's foreign family, Beijing Palace, also made a big joke about this matter, at this time, I should hate not to know the two of them, and it is impossible to help. Biting the person in front of them to death is their only chance.

"Huh?" Lu Kun snorted coldly.

"Lord Shizi, did the slave say something wrong?" Furong asked rhetorically, "Even if the prince doesn't want to admit it, the facts are the facts, and you can't run away." Of course, if the prince had given our young lady a letter of resignation, the situation would have been different, but in fact, the prince still likes my wife, and he can't bear it, isn't it? "Her young lady is the first beauty in the capital, how many men can not be tempted? In her opinion, a gentleman like Lu Kun generally pays attention to people's skin, and she can't take her eyes off when she sees beauties one by one. And their young lady's appearance is definitely enough.

It's just that at this time, she was a little lacking in confidence, so she secretly glanced at Li Miaoxian, and then looked at Yan Ran, depressed in her heart, who is this woman? In terms of appearance alone, she is only a little worse than their young lady, but her temperament is ...... Li Miaoxian is far inferior, and it is clear which is more important at a glance.

Lu Kun didn't speak, but looked at Li Miaoxian sharply, which means: Look at the good maid you trained!

Li Miaoxian received the gaze from Lu Kun, lowered his head even lower, and almost lowered the table to find someone.

Lu Ju couldn't listen to it anymore, and said helpfully: "Furong, isn't it a little stupid to sit in prison?" There are only three media and six certificates, a sedan chair to welcome relatives, but there is no three-worship flower hall, no drinking Hehuan wine, and no entering the cave room, so the husband and wife who are called Menzi? ”

It is said that the master has not spoken yet, and the slave and maid are talking nonsense, that is, Yue Yue is gone, and Yan Ran has to stop speaking at this time, otherwise it will be rude.

But with the company of this person who does not know how to respect and humility around, it doesn't show anything. Yan Ran didn't stop Lu Ju from expressing her own meaning, and of course she didn't want to get involved and compete for something. Lu Kun is a good person, he feels good, but he has a little pride, when he is in front of people, he always cocks his tail and waits for others to praise him, but when there are only two of them, he will become very easy to speak. When he was there, he always made her feel warm, and she didn't think too much about it any more.

Green chrysanthemum's words sounded a little abruptly, making Hibiscus stagnate.

Lu Kun's eyes quickly swept towards Yan Ran, and seeing that there was no obvious loss on her face, her heart jumped: After wasting so much energy, didn't she appreciate it at all?

Li Miaoxian remembered the reason why she left the house in the first place, her face was even more gloomy, her whole head was stuffed under the table, and her face was already red with shame.

Fleur lowered her head weakly, secretly bit her back molars, and cheered herself: "Success or failure is here." She doesn't want to go to the countryside with a poor scholar to live any more days of "piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea", that kind of day sounds beautiful, it is really difficult, it is better to be a maid in a big family!

"Lord Shizi," she raised her head, her eyes revealing pleading, "the slave is a lowly person, and it is not a pity to die, but our lady is indeed the wife you are marrying!" ”

Lu Kun glanced at Furong deeply, then turned his gaze to Li Miaoxian, completely enveloped her inside, and asked coldly, "Miss Li, you and your maid don't both think so, right?" ”

was suddenly named, Li Miaoxian trembled, and barely climbed up from under the table for a long time, stammering in fright, unable to say a complete sentence.

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