Mu Yunguo, the lights and candles in the Mei Palace are shining, and the pink beauty is playing the mirror as a child.

"Ah Huan, do you think I don't look like a man?" Mo Xiangli combed his hair in a bun and asked Hua Xihuan in the bronze mirror.

"Toshiro also." Hua Xihuan put the guard's black gauze hat on her head, looked at Li'er, who had become a man with a fake mess, and said with a smile.

"Ah Huan, it would be nice if I were a man." Mo Xiangli stood in front of the bronze mirror, turned around, stared at himself in men's clothing, and felt an unparalleled sense of belonging and intimacy in his heart.

She felt as if she had been born in the wrong place, and for the first time she began to doubt her gender.

"Hahaha, if you are a man, I will marry you as a handsome man." Hua Xihuan covered her mouth, looked at Li'er, who was in good shape, and said jokingly.

"Then I'll take you as a roommate now." Mo Xiangli turned around and hugged Hua Xihuan's slender and delicate waist, imitated his brother Han Qing's evil appearance, lowered his voice, approached her and said ambiguously.

Hua Xihuan looked at her, like a cat and a tiger, and couldn't help giggling and bending over.

Mo Xiangli raised his eyebrows, pinched Hua Xihuan's waist, glared at the uncooperative little girl, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Lady is not allowed to laugh, be serious."

Hua Xihuan held back a smile, pretending to cooperate with a serious attitude and said, "What instructions does the husband have?"

Mo Xiangli frowned, and thought carefully: "No, you and I are husband and wife, and we still need to visit the church."

Then he let go of the flowers, walked briskly in front of the closet, turned around, took out a set of low-cut red palace clothes that he wore when he was officially pampered, and said with a smile.

Hua Xihuan saw that this ancestor really turned out the red wedding dress, and couldn't help but say with a headache: "There is a lot of difference in height between you and me, how can I wear your clothes."

"Ah Huan, don't worry, wait for your husband to dress up for you."

Mo Xiangli stepped forward to pick up her clothes as he spoke, looking at the snow-white breasts that were about to burst out in the red belly pocket that was propped up high on her body, and couldn't help but knead it viciously.

Mo Xiangli couldn't help but be jealous: "Unexpectedly, you dare to hide from me and secretly grow older than me."

Hua Xihuan screamed, quickly covered her chest, and fled to the bed in fright to prevent her from sneaking up again.

The two of them haven't bathed together for a long time, but they didn't expect that a year ago, their breasts were still the same size, but they didn't expect this little girl to secretly grow twice as big as her later, and Mo Xiangli couldn't help but be very jealous.

However, Mo Xiangli thought back to the graceful Hua Lady, her breasts were also very large, and the loose clothes also faintly outlined the outline.

Then weirdly aimed at Hua Xihuan, who was hiding in the bed, holding the quilt and trembling, looking at her more and more delicate and delicate face, and said in her heart: This little girl seems to be better than blue.

Mo Xiangli compared the red wedding dress, approached Hua Xihuan with a smile and said, "Hurry up and change it for your husband."

Hua Xihuan finally put on a red wedding dress under Mo Xiangli's repeated chest attacks and oil.

Hua Xihuan's skeleton is much more petite than Mo Xiangli, and after putting on her clothes, her sleeves are much longer than before, and they are much wider, like a little girl who steals her sister's clothes.

Mo Xiangli buttoned her waist seal, carefully arranged her clothes, looked at the flowers like jade dolls, couldn't help but like it, and pinched her fleshy face.

Mo Xiangli dragged Hua Xihuan to the bronze mirror, and the long red skirt was dragged on the ground, as if it was a red flower.

Mo Xiangli pressed her in front of the dressing chair, opened the finely carved fat powder, smeared the rouge on her face, traced her eyebrows thinly, and pointed her lips on the vermilion paper.

A lot of red and glamorous forehead flowers were completed, and after makeup, the delicate little beauty was slowly born.

Hua Xihuan has been shrouded in the shadow of Mo Xiangli's beauty, the original middle and upper beauty, in front of her was set off into a delicate and lovely, until today Mo Xiangli realized that her good sister is actually very good-looking.

She vaguely remembered that Xiao Jingyu's eyes had slid over Hua Xihuan's body several times, and occasionally asked Hua Xihuan's life experience, but she didn't pay attention to these traces before.

Now that I think about it, the emperor is also eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, Mo Xiangli put the phoenix crown on her head, his fingers skimmed over the pink and white pearls, and he didn't feel good for a while, and he didn't know whose vinegar to eat.

"Ah Huan, you are so beautiful, I have to hide you tightly in the future." Mo Xiangli leaned over from behind and hugged Hua Xihuan, kissed the corner of her lips, and said in admiration.

Hua Xihuan blocked her lips again, turned around and said, "Okay, okay, Li'er, I have to take it off quickly."

"No, I said I wanted to visit the church, so that you would officially be my wife." Mo Xiangli grabbed her thin wrist to take off the phoenix crown, still thinking about being a groom official in his heart, and said with the red hijab down.

"Alas, you're really persistent." Hua Xihuan said helplessly, she knew tonight, this ancestor was iron-hearted, and he was going to learn to be a three-year-old child.

"Hurry, hurry, stand up." Mo Xiangli straightened the red candle on the table, pulled Hua Xihuan to stand up, and excitedly dragged her to kneel down and said.

"You follow me." Mo Xiangli pulled Hua Xihuan to kneel, the two held each other, stretched out two fingers and said.

"You follow me." Hua Xi happily stretched out two fingers and deliberately repeated her words.

"Nasty, be serious." Mo Xiangli glanced at her with disgust.

"Hahaha......" Hua Xihuan smiled mischievously, Mo Xiangli pinched her palm, and Hua Xihuan came down seriously to cooperate with her in acting.

"The emperor is above, the earth is below, today I Han Yan is willing to be happy with the flowers, I am willing to be a winged bird in the sky, I am willing to tie the knot on the ground, and I will never give up, if I break the oath, I will be put into the eighteen layers of hell, and I will not be able to transcend it in eternal life."

Mo Xiangli took the lead, bit his index finger, dropped a drop of blood into two glasses of wine, and then turned his eyes to look at Hua Xihuan seriously.

"Ah, Li'er, how do you bite yourself?" Hua Xihuan nervously lifted the red hijab through the tulle cover, grabbed her fingers, and sucked the hemostatic tract in her mouth.

"Ah Huan, read it with me and bite your fingers." Mo Xiangli pulled out his fingers, turned her red hijab over again, and commanded.

"The emperor is above, the earth is below, today I cherish joy and Han Yan, I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and I am willing to tie the knot on the ground, and never give up, if I break my oath, I will be put into the eighteenth layer of hell, and I will not be able to transcend in eternal life."

Hua Xihuan frowned slightly when she heard this, finished reading it in horror, retracted her eyelashes, and looked at her fingers hesitantly.

Mo Xiangli sensitively sensed her hesitation, decisively grabbed her fingers, bit down hard, and dripped blood into the two wine glasses.

The red blood ran down the gap between the fingers, and a blood-red silk thread was slenderly pulled out, wrapped between the hands of the two, and the uneasy feelings were destined in the dark.

"Okay, let's drink this glass of wine, and we'll be husband and wife." Mo Xiangli showed his snow-white teeth, took the initiative to wrap his hands with her, and raised the quilt and said happily.

There was also a trace of bright red blood on the tips of her sharp teeth, and this game of pretending to be a family made Hua Xihuan's heart beat uneasily.

"Drink." Mo Xiangli glanced at Hua Xihuan, who didn't dare to hand over a glass of wine, and smiled proudly on his face, urging him.

"Li'er, that's enough, let's stop here." Hua Xihuan picked up the wine glass, felt a little strange in her heart, and wanted to put the wine down.

"No, it's not over yet, you promised me." Mo Xiangli held her elbow, and Qingli's face welled up with displeasure, and he said resolutely.

Hua Xihuan was helpless, so she had to cooperate with this ancestor and did the last step.

The two looked at each other and drank the wine, Mo Xiangli looked at her glass, and was willing to let go of the wine when there was no wine.

Hua Xihuan drank a cup of scorching wine, the dizziness soon came, she staggered to her feet, and Mo Xiangli led her to the bed.

"Ah Huan, we drank a glass of wine and removed this hijab, you are my person, and I am the only one in my heart in the future."

Hua Xihuan looked at Mo Xiangli with drunken eyes, stretched out her hand, turned up her hijab, and kept moving her mouth.

On the second day, Hua Xihuan opened her eyes dimly, and saw a man in red standing in front of her, with his back to him, and he screamed in fright.

Mo Xiangli turned his face with delicate women's makeup, happily holding a set of men's clothes in his arms, I don't know what to think of, blushing and shyness spread over his cheeks, and he shared happily: "Tan Lang, last night he said that I was very handsome in pretending to be a man, and asked me to go to the imperial study every night to do things for him in the future."

Well, Hua Xihuan saw that she was still dressed, last night's red clothes, and knew that she fell asleep drunk in the bed last night.

When Hua Xihuan saw her expression, she knew that last night, they were afraid that the tricks they played were very exciting.

"What are you secretly thinking?" Mo Xiangli saw that Hua Xihuan estimated that there were some meat dishes floating in his mind, and pinched her willow waist heavily and said.

"Uh, I was just thinking, yesterday Brother Gao said that he wanted to eat dumplings, and I had to hurry up and roll out the dough." Hua Xihuan hurriedly found a reason, jumped up from the bed, and said in disguise.

"Hey, you just read Gao Sheng in your mouth every day, I think if he was long, you would have been abducted by him a long time ago." Mo Xiangli grabbed her hair and raised his eyebrows jealously.

"Li'er, what are you thinking, Brother Gao and I, the two are brother and sister, where are they like you, they love to catch people and play pretending to be at home." Hua Xihuan hurriedly rescued her hair and complained and excused.

"Hmph, I think you treat him like a brother, but he may not be, he is courteous in front of you every day, I'm afraid he wants to trick you into eating with him."

Mo Xiangli thought of Gao Sheng's eyes when he looked at Hua Xihuan, and knew that he was so keen on pulling her and the emperor to please him, probably just to please this stupid girl.

It's just that the flowing water is intentional, the falling flowers are ruthless, and the flowers are still his Mr. Li Chengxiang.

I heard Gao Sheng say that Li Junye failed to make Gu Jin fail because of his brother's back.

On that day, the two broke up unhappily in Jinque Pavilion, and the brother refused to see her a few days later. She also regretted very much in her heart, her tough attitude at that time broke his heart.

I don't know how my brother is doing now.