"Father-in-law, mother-in-law, I'm here to welcome Zhuo'er. ”

A warm and elegant voice came into the ears of Yan Yan as the door opened.

The red hijab in front of her was blocked, so that she couldn't see the person who was speaking, but she knew that this was Ning Yuan, the former prince of King Ning, and now King Ning.

Yan Zhuo gently clenched her hand, a little unclear, in her body, there seemed to be happiness, attachment, joy, and ...... Well, hidden deep anger and disgust?

Why is she angry? Why is she disgusted?

Wasn't Ning Yuan the person she loved the most? wasn't it the person she had always wanted to spend her life with?

Why does she have these emotions in her heart?

The father and mother standing in front of her were all entrusting King Ning and their son-in-law to take good care of her and treat her well, and King Ning responded with a smile, and the voice sounded very cheerful and serious.

The people around the onlookers are all praising this good marriage, heaven and earth, a humble son, a fair beauty, not to mention, they still love each other, it is really good.

Yan Zhuo's heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of expectation, a little unfamiliar, her heart was a little resistant, but it was extremely weak, and more, it was a little difficult to extricate herself.

In the sound of gongs, drums and suona, Yan Zhuo sat in a beautiful and festive sedan chair, and was led by the handsome and dignified King Ning who was riding a tall horse in front of him, walking through the streets and alleys, announcing their good news to the people of the entire city.

How many girls were red-eyed with jealousy, how many young ladies wept bitterly because the bride was not themselves, and how many men lost their souls.

Red, spreading in Yunjing City.

On the main street, a red shop of firecrackers was scattered all over the ground, and children were playing beside it, clapping their hands and singing:

"Firecrackers, blowing trumpets, everyone clapped and laughed in unison.

The world is pretty, the young lady is delicate, and the marriage made in heaven is really wonderful.

There are few worries, a hundred years are good, I want a kid to add to the excitement......"

The innocent voices of the children, accompanied by the laughter of the adults, continue to reach the ears of Yan Zhuo. Her white face finally turned red.

Blessing to the people of the city, how fortunate she is.

The eyes under her hijab have a hint of tide, she wants to cry?

When she first left the house, she didn't cry, but now she wants to cry? Her eyes were flustered again, and some sense of disobedience welled up in her heart, but she was covered by the noise of gongs and drums, joy, and people.

She thought that she was panicked just because she was afraid of the future, and she just felt that she was unfilial and could no longer serve her father......

Red, overwhelming, reflected on Yan Zhuo's head, and also cast in every corner of King Ning's mansion.

The people in the house were all beaming.

Today is the day when their prince marries, and they are still the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Mansion who is very commensurate with the prince in terms of identity, character, and appearance, and they are still childhood sweethearts, and they are very affectionate, it is really a good story, who doesn't envy it?

The guests in the house also sat together and talked lively.

I only heard someone shouting outside the door: "The prince is back, and the princess is back!"

Everyone was excited, and all kinds of things were hurriedly put up.

"Please princess, move over the threshold~"

Yan Zhuo was carried out of the sedan chair by Ning Yuan, took her hand, and walked to the front door together. Someone lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, and she obediently walked her steps.

"Please, princess, step across the brazier~"

Along the way, some people were amazed all the way, and their voices kept coming into Yan Zhuo's ears, all of which were nothing more than saying how the two of them were a good match and how they loved.

Yan Zhuo pursed his lips, and suddenly a feeling of happiness appeared in his heart, but deep in his heart was terrified.

She didn't understand why, deep down, in her heart, there would always be some negative emotions for no reason when she was happy, which made her at a loss and puzzled? She pressed down fiercely, ignoring all these things, and what she saw was the happiness that she could get by stretching out her hand.

"Worship heaven and earth. ”

The master of ceremonies read aloud, Yan Zhuo's body was slightly stiff, but he still bowed.

"Erbai High Hall~"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

"Send it to the cave room~"

In the eagerness and joy of everyone, Yan Zhuo was led to a room, the door was gently closed, and someone pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed.

The unfamiliar environment made her feel a little uneasy. She sat on the edge of the bed, waiting, as if there had been such moments before, and she took a deep breath and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss......"

Someone shouted softly, took her hand, and quietly stuffed a piece of pastry into her hand.

"Qing Dai?"

"Well, Miss is hungry, eat a little to cushion your stomach. The prince is socializing outside, and it will take a while to come in. ”

Knowing that Qingdai was by her side, Yan Zhuo was a little surprised, and seemed to think that it should be so, she secretly stuffed the pastry into her mouth and chewed it quietly and silently.

There seemed to be other maids in the room, standing quietly and not saying a word.

After Yan Zhuo finished eating the pastry, he clapped his hand silently, and returned to his previous form, sitting upright, motionless.

The noise outside finally dissipated as the night deepened.

"Quick, quick, the prince is here!"

The door creaked, the wind blew in, and the noise that was no longer covered came in clearly, and the sound of messy footsteps.

The door was gently closed again, and it was all shut out again.

"See the prince. ”

"Hmm. ”

A smell of wine came to his face, and Yan Zhuo frowned.

"Come, bring water, and let the king wash himself first. ”

"Yes. ”

Could it be that he could see her expression?

Yan Zhuo was a little stunned.

There was another sound of water, the sound of cloth toils rubbing, and then there was calm again.

"Let the princess wait for a long time. ”

Ning Yuan actually stepped forward and grabbed Yan Zhuo's hand. This sudden move made Yan Zhuo startled, and some instinctively wanted to dodge, but he told her in his heart that this was her father-in-law, and she shouldn't hide.

She stiffened her body and endured it, and there was some sweetness in her heart.

She is his princess, the princess whom so many of him have blessed and liked.

"Lord Wang, please pick a hijab~"

Yan Zhuo's face was finally slowly revealed, and the new beauty made everyone who saw it gasp, it was so beautiful.

Ning Yuan's eyes were also amazed, as well as fascinated.

Yan Zhuo glanced at it, and lowered his head shyly.

"Please Lord and Princess, drink Heyu wine~"

After a glass of wine, Yan Zhuo's face turned even redder, like a tempting fruit, attracting people to swallow it.

"Princess, come and eat dumplings~"

As she said, she took a small bite of a dumpling, and as soon as she put it in her mouth, she felt a raw and astringent taste roll into the tip of her tongue, and she couldn't help but want to spit it out.

The Xi Po smiled, "To be born or not to be born?"

Yan Zhuo frowned and blurted out, "Sheng." ”

Everyone laughed, and she suddenly understood the meaning, and her face turned red again. The dumplings in my mouth were very unpalatable, and I finally spit them out.

After this episode, Yan Zhuo and Ning Yuan were served to clean their faces, and they changed into red living clothes. With a wave of Ning Yuan's big sleeves, all the subordinates went down, including Qing Dai.

Yan Zhuo clutched at her clothes with some unease, she knew what was going to happen next.

In my heart, there are some expectations, but some want to push away.

She couldn't figure out what was wrong with her heart.

"Zhuo'er, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time. ”

He took her hand and kissed her gently.

Yan shuddered and raised his eyes to look.

Ning Yuan in front of him, with sword eyebrows and eyes, was very handsome, his eyes were like starlight, looking at her intently, her shadow was reflected in his eyes, and that sincere expression made her heart melt a little. His face was slightly red, wine-colored, but it made him more manly, and his lips were thin, but they were very good-looking. His Adam's apple, lying together, the collarbone under the red coat, slightly exposed......

Yan Zhuo's face flushed, and she hurriedly avoided her eyes, she looked at it, and she was a little sunk.

The uneasiness and anxiety in her heart became more violent with her emotion now, and she bit her lip lightly to calm the turmoil in her heart.

"Zhuo'er ......"

The voice reached her ears again, and the air exhaled was wrapped around her neck, and she stiffened, her hair stood on end, and she did not dare to move, but her face turned redder. The glass of wine I drank before, the strength of the wine, seemed to come up.

"Haha~"

In a burst of chuckles, Yan Zhuo was suddenly pulled up by Ning Yuan, and she couldn't stand steadily, and the person fell into his arms. Her breathing was heaving, her head was buried in her chest, her hands clutching her clothes, a little frightened.

"Come, Zhuo'er, eat something first, you're hungry. ”

Ning Yuan's big hand was attached to her waist, and she felt the warmth of her waist, a little uncomfortable. Hearing this, he slowly raised his eyes tremblingly, Ning Yuan was holding chopsticks, holding a piece of lotus root, to feed it to her mouth, seeing that she raised her head, the dish came to her mouth.

She couldn't refuse, so she had to lightly open her lips and bite it.

Ning Yuan just ate this and that.

Yan Zhuo's face turned even redder. She bowed her head a little shyly, and the person was about to get up and wanted to sit next to her.

"Zhuo'er, don't move. ”

A hoarse, low, and seemingly very suppressed voice came out of Ning Yuan's mouth. She glanced at him in some surprise, his face was slightly red, and his eyes were a little intoxicated, "Just eat in my arms." ”

That look was unmistakable.

The first time she sat in King Ning's arms, she was served by King Ning, Yan Zhuo was very unaccustomed, she only ate a few bites of food, and then shook her head and said that she would not eat, she had eaten pastries before, but at this time, she really couldn't eat it, and now it was very uncomfortable.

Ning Yuan's eyes darkened, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the water cup and thoughtfully asked her to rinse her mouth, he rinsed his mouth himself, and suddenly stood up with Yan Zhuo in his arms.

Yan Zhuo snorted softly.