"Yikes! Is there a millennial jade pillow in the dowry? That is the Qilin Kingdom dedicated to the first emperor, the first emperor and then to the An family, this jade pillow can not only beautify the skin, but also prolong life, priceless! How much does this Miss An like Hongzhe Gongzi, she can even take out the jade pillow. ”

"Cut, there are many treasures in the family, not to mention this one, how strange it is."

The corners of An Yiwei's lips gradually raised a smug arc, she straightened her back in high spirits, secretly enjoying the worship, envy, and admiration of the masses, she likes this feeling of being on top, these untouchables only deserve to look at her from afar and admire her!

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd: "Hey, hey! What are you doing! Why remove someone else's red carpet! ”

An Yiwei looked strangely at the source of the sound, and the smile on the corner of her mouth froze on her face.

A few black shadows flashed and appeared in front of An Yiwei, a woman holding the waist card of the princess's mansion in her hand, and said to her coldly: "Her Royal Highness the princess is married today, will you not give way?" ”

An Yiwei froze, she froze there and refused to give way, she pulled out a smile dryly: "The minister is also getting married today, but I don't know that the wedding date with the princess is rushing, it is the minister's negligence, but this everything has to be paid attention to first-come, first-come, no, minister......"

Before she finished speaking, the shadow guard didn't give her face at all, and there was a sneer at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "You mean that your identity is more noble than being the princess this year?" ”

"If you refuse to give way today, and the princess is angry, you may bear it? I advise you to take a detour if you don't know each other, if you don't know each other...... "Mei has a resolute attitude, without the slightest intention of backing down, she raised her hand, and the four swords of Nuo, Fan, Dust, and Beauty were unsheathed, and the white swaying knives exuded cold air in the sun.

The Dead Princess is just too much! An Yiwei gritted her teeth tightly, trembling with anger, and was born in front of everyone's eyes, and the masses of those good things began to talk about it again, which made her lose her face!

"Is the An family better than the royal family, this Miss An has to give way, right?"

"I don't think so, if Miss An lets it, it will be a shame, doesn't it make it clear that she is not as good as a princess?"

"Hey, this princess is still arrogant, it's really a shame for me to have this princess, it's just ......" Before the man finished speaking, a cold gaze shot at her, and the man obediently closed his mouth, okay, although she avenged Miss An, she couldn't afford to provoke the princess.

"If you don't let it, you have to let it, the imperial power crushes people to death, don't forget that Her Majesty the Empress can spoil the princess, if you offend the princess, won't you offend Her Majesty?"

Gossip is more and more like grass growing and warblers flying, An Yiwei's face changed from blue to purple, from purple to red, from red to white to a variety of colors, and the reins in her hand were held by her tightly, and she wanted to tear off the reins.

Although they are unwilling, there is some truth in what these untouchables say, offending Her Majesty the Empress, the Sacred Heart is unpredictable, and it is inevitable that the An family will be dissatisfied with Her Majesty the Empress, and its status in the court will also be affected.

An Yiwei's eyes flashed, didn't she just give way? It's not worth mentioning at all compared to the status in the family.

"Look at what you said, since the princess wants to take the first step, An Mou asked the princess to be." An Yiwei made a very generous appearance, smiled slightly, and stepped aside with the people on her side.

She watched her ten-mile red carpet being replaced, and a layer of about 199CM red carpet was spread, and the plush fluttered the soft silk wool on the red carpet under the blowing of the spring breeze, as if pulling out a trace of red tidbits, I don't know which sharp-eyed person let out a scream: "Oh my God!" Isn't this a tapestry of Persian incense from the Snow Country? The princess took her to spread the floor, and it was so long and so wide! ”