Spring is in full swing, and the sun shines on the whole capital is warm, but in such a good weather, it is ten miles of chrysanthemums almost all over the capital of Modu, and the people have closed the gatehouse, but they can't help but poke their heads out to see the excitement.

Today is the day when the king of Anding marries his wife.

Everyone said that this Jiang Weiyang had a hard life, and he could have married the prince, but he was taken away by the eldest sister's strategy, and he only ended up marrying the princess of King Anding.

This king of stability is the most unreasonable prince in the capital, and his temperament is also eccentric, he doesn't like Jiang Weiyang at all, otherwise, this good day of marrying should be ten miles of red makeup, but he is good, and sprinkled the streets with white chrysanthemums to commemorate the dead.

Jiang Weiyang wore a phoenix crown on his head, and slowly stepped on the long road paved with white chrysanthemums, wearing a fiery red wedding dress and mopping the floor, red and white were dazzling, and next to him was a mighty team of relatives to send off.

Such a strange scene ushered in countless heated discussions, is this a marriage or a funeral?

Due to the identity of the Jiang family and the prince, many people hid in the dark and whispered, only Jiang Weiyang led the maid, walking desolately, and there was no sedan chair when they got married, hehe......

"This is really pitiful, you can't be a living widow if you marry it......"

"That's it, it is said that the daughters of the Jiang family are all stunning beauties, but they have to go to live and be widowed, it's really pitiful......"

"Miss, don't listen to their nonsense!" The girl who followed Jiang Weiyang was softly relieved, but her little face couldn't hide her anger and sadness, and her eyes were almost full of tears.

"Nothing!" Under the hijab, the corners of Jiang Weiyang's lips were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips passed through a shallow arc, and people didn't like to ask for a form.

She is an ordinary entertainment reporter in the 21st century, and in layman's terms, she is the paparazzi that everyone hates but fears by celebrities! Because of an accident that crossed over to become the second lady in the general's mansion of the Modu Dynasty, the eldest sister married the prince in order to one day be able to serve the world, and became the princess of the high-ranking princess, and she was cut off by the eldest sister, so she had to become the concubine of King Mo.

I heard that King Mo, who married her today, is a handsome and unparalleled man, and he is also the most unpredictable prince in the history of the Modu Dynasty.

On the day of the wedding, she deliberately made people spread ten miles of white chrysanthemums all over the ground, embarrassing her princess everywhere, all telling her that even if she married him, she was just a living widow, and she didn't want to think about anything else.

Lang is ruthless, and the concubine has no intention.

He is like this, which can really make her feel good.

Jiang Weiyang chuckled lightly in his heart, stepped on the embroidered shoes embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, kicked the white chrysanthemums all over the ground, and slowly moved forward, and a few steps later was the gate of the Mowang Mansion.

"Feng Junli, you come out for me!"

Accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, an angry voice roared not far away, with a forbearance-like tone, Jiang Weiyang's heart was shocked, and the movement of raising his feet froze.

"Brother, why are you here!" Just listening to the voice, Jiang Weiyang knew that it was her brother who came, and only her brother Jiang Zijing could do this, and the rest of the Jiang Mansion couldn't wait to see her jokes.

"Yangyang, come home with me, we won't get married!" Jiang Zijing turned over and dismounted, his face was gloomy as water, and he looked at Jiang Weiyang with forbearance and said: "Yangyang, he Feng Junli doesn't take you in his eyes, he despises the emperor's grace, we won't marry, even if it is in front of the saint, my brother has a reason to argue!" ”

Jiang Zijing was angry at the Wangfu of Anding, that posture was furious, he really wanted to take Jiang Weiyang away.

At this time, everyone felt that Jiang Weiyang was really lucky, there was such a brother who protected her like her life, and even the emperor dared to fight against her for her.

"Yo, who do I think it is, it turned out to be General Jiang Xiao, what do you mean by this, I'm marrying your sister, I deliberately let the whole Jiang ink bloom white chrysanthemum for your sister, you ignore my sincerity like this, don't you want to disobey the emperor's order?" Accompanied by a sarcastic and low voice, Feng Junli walked out of the door with his feet raised in a red brocade robe, and his demonic face was full of evil smiles that bewitched sentient beings, lazy temperament, evil smiles, as soon as he appeared, he overwhelmed all sentient beings, and the onlookers present couldn't help but hold their breath.

"You ............"

One sentence made Jiang Zi so angry that he couldn't speak, the entire white chrysanthemum in Modu was here, who didn't know that the white chrysanthemum was used to pay tribute to the dead, what a Fengjun Li, he dared to be so arrogant and there was no one in his eyes.

Feng Junli squinted his eyes and glanced at Jiang Zijing, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Weiyang's feet on the ground, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Princess, this king is still satisfied with the prosperous wedding you have given you, don't you feel very surprised." ”