"Why are you in a hurry to come back?" Youruo swept away Zhai Xiying's hand, this bastard became more and more fond of ravaging her watery face.

I'm in a hurry to come back and hug you who I haven't seen for a few days. Zhai Xiying didn't say anything, and prevaricated with a reason: "Zhai Yuan has something to appoint this king." ”

"What did you appoint?" Isn't it another meeting with foreign envoys?

"Zhai Xiyou is getting married soon!"

"...... "Youruo actually forgot about this stubble, thinking of Zhai Xiyou's wedding, what good thing can Zhai Yuan let Zhai Xiying do?" You're not going to be sent to pick up the bride, are you? ”

Zhai Xiying pecked lightly on the head, and then lowered his head and dropped a kiss on Youruo's forehead.

Zhai Yuan actually sent Zhai Xiying to pick up the bride, is there no problem with his brain? "Isn't there Zhai Xili? Why did the emperor let you pick up the bride? "Where is the intention?

Zhai Xiyou has his half-brother, according to etiquette, why is the emperor...

"The emperor has his own ideas, and the king will do it." Zhai Xiying continued to kiss Youruo's cheek indifferently.

Youruo ignored Zhai Xiying because he was thinking about the problem, and kissed and squirted with his mouth.

After a while, Youruo figured out the reason, pushed Zhai Xiying's head away, and asked, "If you welcome the bride on the day, I will also accompany you." ”

"Hmm... Courtesy.... Before Zhai Xiying finished speaking, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

If you take a big sip, no wonder Zhai Xiying is willing to take this job, and she must want to go with the emperor.

Blame Zhai Xiying out loud, "Why bother? Zhai Xiyou is already pitiful enough, why do you want to stimulate him? ”

"It has nothing to do with this king." Zhai Xiying's face was instantly cold, and layers of cold ice quickly froze.

"You can say no."

Zhai Xiyou resisted the decree on the night of the wedding, and tore up the decree for several days. These, if you understand, he is for her.

In desperation, as a favorite prince, he could only accept this grand wedding banquet. How bitter should his heart be?

Why did it help Zhai Xiyou welcome the bride, or Zhai Xiying?

Youruo and Zhai Xiying, in the wedding banquet, are equivalent to playing the role of bridesmaids and groomsmen, and they need to accompany the groom and bride to thank the guests...

"If you don't want to, this king will marry a princess immediately, and on the day of the wedding, I don't need you!" Zhai Xi got up angrily, not wanting to look at Yu Ruo's face again.

Youruo unexpectedly grabbed the corner of Zhai Xiying's clothes, "You have taken this job, I will accompany you..."

The reason why the emperor sent this task to Zhai Xiying was actually indirectly assigned to Youruo.

Zhai Yuan just wants Youruo and Zhai Xiyou to be so embarrassed, the two face the fact that the woman is married and the man should marry a wife...

There's no reason to avoid this. Late pain is not as good as early pain, Zhai Xiyou should accept Ha Tangyue, she can't put her mind on Youruo, she can't repay his feelings other than friends...

"Hmph~!" Zhai Xiying snorted heavily.

"Satisfied, right?" The beneficiary of this matter, Zhai Xiying accounted for half.

Zhai Xiying lay down on the bed again with an expressionless face, "Today is February 22, and the wedding is scheduled for March 3. ”

"Oh." Soon, ten days can pass in the blink of an eye.

"This king's birthday..."

"I know, I know!" No wonder Zhai Xiying mentioned the time, "February 29!" ”

"Hmm..."Zhai Xiying's cold cheeks finally broke through, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Even if you lose her memory, you will still remember his birthday.

If you raised her eyes and glanced at the corners of Zhai Xiying's mouth, you didn't have to guess what he was thinking.

"A few days ago, I overheard two maidservants chatting and overheard it." You Ruo just doesn't want Zhai Xiying to be comfortable.

The arc that had just been raised immediately flattened.

You Ruo looked at it, and was happy in her heart......

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