With a notice, Lin Xin'er pretended to have a leg disease, shook her body, and limped away.

She was sure that the person hiding in the shadows was not Ximen Jingxuan, who only returned to the capital on the night she was rejected from marriage, and his gaze would not be so sharp.

As Lin Xin'er approached her residence, the strange feeling also weakened, and when she stepped into the room and turned around to close the door, she raised her eyes slightly, and swept around without a trace, and she could no longer notice the sharp light.

Lin Xin'er gently closed the door and turned around and walked into the house.

After Yan'er came back, the two simply made some preparations for tomorrow's marriage, and the afternoon passed without incident.

After a few days, there was a big wedding in the capital, King Xuan personally came to the Taishi's Mansion to marry the concubine and the remnant concubine became a hot topic among the people, and the fiery red wedding sedan chair that Lin Xin'er sat on once again became the focus of everyone, and followed by the wedding sedan chair, the white high-headed horse with silk and red flowers around his neck was dressed in wedding clothes, and the high-spirited groom official was the new center of attention.

At this time, Ximen Jingxuan is like a god of war burning like a flame of fire, with a handsome and proud appearance, a heroic posture, and the indifferent eyes that look straight ahead show the spirit of taking in the world and seeing the mountains at a glance.

The sedan chair finally received the Xuanwang Mansion.

Ximen Jingxuan dismounted first, walked to the front of the sedan chair, and stretched out his hand when Yan'er lifted the sedan curtain for Lin Xin'er.

Lin Xin'er was slightly stunned, her head covered by the red gauze lowered slightly, and her eyes fell on the big palm full of heavy calluses through the gap in the edge of the red gauze.

After only a few seconds of pause, Lin Xin'er put her hand in Ximen Jingxuan's palm.

The moment she just touched it, Lin Xin'er's heart shook inexplicably. The night before, it was these hands that restrained themselves in the secret room......

didn't have time to think about it, Lin Xin'er's hand was clenched tightly by Ximen Jingxuan, and with a gentle touch, Lin Xin'er's whole person was dragged to Ximen Jingxuan before she got out of the sedan chair.

As the people around her whispered softly, Lin Xin'er was already held in her arms by Ximen Jingxuan, and strode towards the gate of King Xuan's mansion.

Yan'er realized that he realized it later, and hurriedly pursed his mouth to laugh, and hurriedly chased after him.

"It's a disappointment." A man in brocade leaned on the branches of an uncle near the palace with his arms around his chest, hidden in the lush branches and leaves, and muttered a little disappointed.

Originally, many people wanted to see the scene of King Xuan and the princess walking into the palace side by side with the princess of the crutches, which was also funny. I don't want Ximen Jingxuan to carry Lin Xin'er all the way into the palace, all the way to Xitang, and he didn't even let his princess touch a little land.

In the happy hall, according to the rules, it has already been arranged, but King Xuan's parents, one is the former emperor, and the other is the concubine whose whereabouts are unknown, they cannot appear, so they can only worship from Jane's reserved position, and King Xuan's thoughtful marriage to Lin Xin'er has given Lin Bo a great face, and he must do things in a measured manner, so the emperor and queen did not deliberately deign to congratulate the noble Dajiaxuan Palace.

After worshipping the husband and wife, Ximen Jingxuan carried Lin Xin'er from the wedding hall into the wedding room. The care that showed to people made the ladies hiding on the side wish that they were also disabled, as long as they could win the love of King Xuan, it was worth it.

After getting the news that Lin Xin'er and Ximen Jingxuan visited the church smoothly, Lin Bocai, who had no bottom in his heart, breathed a sigh of relief, even if he was in a high position, he never thought that one day, his daughter who couldn't mention it at all would win the status of Princess Xuan by entering the palace once, and now it seems that when Lin Ke'er entered the palace that day, he suddenly felt unwell and reluctantly replaced Lin Xin'er It was really the providence of heaven in the dark.

Ximen Jingxuan hugged Lin Xin'er into the wedding room and left to participate in the wedding banquet.

According to the rules, Lin Xin'er could only sit on the edge of the bed and wait.

"Miss, you rest first, and the slave guards the door for you." Yan'er gently opened the door a gap, looked around, and said to Lin Xin'er.

Lin Xin'er was also not polite, and casually removed the red gauze hijab.

"Oh, miss, this is not good!" Yan'er hurriedly ran to the side of the bed and covered the hijab for Lin Xin'er, "You can rest as much as you want, just don't mess with your head, take the hijab, this hijab is to be uncovered by the prince himself, and it is a big taboo and unlucky to take it yourself." ”

"You're still particular about this? Didn't you drag me to peek at the prince yesterday? Lin Xin'er teased.

"That's nothing, a lot of ordinary girls also secretly go to see their husbands, but they don't let others find out." Yan'er said, "I also said, if it weren't for the slave maid, the young lady wouldn't have made a fool of herself in front of the prince, but fortunately, the prince is also a large number of people, so I don't care." ”

Yan'er showed her admiration for Ximen Jingxuan every time, making Lin Xin'er pout, sooner or later she would let Ximen Jingxuan tear off her disguise in front of everyone.

The two stayed in the happy room, eating the fruits secretly brought by Yan'er, while gossiping, and finally got dark, and the noise outside gradually weakened, Yan'er quickly put away the leftover fruit pits, and arranged the red yarn for Lin Xin'er, ready to wait for the arrival of Ximen Jingxuan.

"Look at you, you're nervous more than I am." Lin Xin'er took Yan'er's cold hand and teased.

"yes, I'm so nervous." Yan'er patted her chest and looked nervously at the door.

"The girl in the house, it's time to come out." Someone shouted outside the house.

"Miss, it's time for the slave to go." Yan'er was a little reluctant, since she kept up with Lin Xin'er, this was the first time she lived in a separate room with Miss, and in the future, it was even more impossible for her to fall asleep with Miss while talking and laughing. Miss is used to taking care of herself, I wonder if she will adapt to it without her own company at night in the future?

Phew! Yan'er squirted a few puffs in her heart, and now that Miss has the prince by her side, the prince will also take care of Miss.

Thinking of this, Yan'er smiled slightly, let go of Lin Xin'er's hand, turned around and walked out of the room silently.

In the room dominated by red style, the candlelight burned quietly, and Lin Xin'er, who had been forcibly covered by the smoke for an afternoon, removed the red yarn and opened her eyes to observe the surroundings.

For a moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the house.

With the sound of the door opening and closing, Lin Xin'er had already re-covered the red veil.

"Whew-"

A gust of wind hit the façade, Lin Xin'er sat majestically, and the hijab that had just been covered had fallen with the wind.