The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

Soon, the auspicious time will come!

As strings of firecrackers sounded, Xiniang shouted, and Song Jing carried Song Jiu out of the house and walked towards the front yard step by step.

In the main hall, Song Xun and Fang were sitting at the main seats.

Xiao Qinghan and Song Jiu kowtowed in front of them.

"Thank you to my father-in-law and mother-in-law for marrying Jiujiu to me. I will definitely love her like a jewel and live up to her in this life." Xiao Qinghan said solemnly.

He has a handsome face, and his deep eyes reflect fluent and dazzling waves.

Song Xunrao had experienced cruel battlefields. Looking at his daughter in wedding clothes, he couldn't help but choke up in his throat.

"I believe you. If you dare to cause me, Jiu'er, to suffer any injustice, I will never forgive you." Song Xun suppressed the reluctance in his heart and looked at Xiao Qinghan with a serious face.

This was his chosen son-in-law, so he naturally believed in Xiao Qinghan's character.

Mrs. Fang had already burst into tears, and all her warnings were reduced to one sentence: "Go and treat her well in the future."

Song Jiu got on the sedan chair.

The finest golden nanmu is surrounded by golden bells, and the top of the sedan is inlaid with a large luminous pearl, shining brightly in the sun.

Xiao Qinghan turned on his horse, his posture upright, and his usually cold eyes could not suppress the smile and tenderness at this moment, as if they were wrinkled by a river of spring water.

Ever since the old King Yan was defeated and died, and Prince Yan's palace fell, Xiao Qinghan has rarely shown his face. People from the aristocratic families in the capital have rarely seen him, let alone the common people. At this moment, everyone watching is amazed by his handsome appearance.

A mahogany box tied with red silk was carried out like water and walked along with the welcoming procession.

Everyone subconsciously counted until later...

Forget it, I’m tired of counting.

On the front box, a snow-white dog squatted on it, with a big red flower tied around its neck. It was very majestic, but also made people laugh.

The procession to welcome the bride was extremely lively with drums and drums. They came out from the General's Mansion and circled along the main street of the capital before heading towards Prince Yan's Mansion.

Ten miles of red makeup, nothing more than that.

At this time, another team welcoming the bride came forward.

The onlookers immediately craned their necks to look, wanting to see which family this was and whether the wedding team was as large as King Yan's.

After just one glance, everyone looked away without interest.

It was quite an ordinary wedding team, with not many people, little dowry, and no groom to greet the bride.

The sedan chairs on both sides passed by each other.

Suddenly, a section of firecrackers fell from the sky and was thrown into the procession of welcoming the bride. The crackling sound caught everyone off guard and made them run away in both directions. The originally neat procession suddenly became chaotic.

And what a coincidence, it was right in front of the sedan chair.

Although the people carrying the sedan chair were all talented people chosen from thousands of people, firecrackers suddenly exploded at their feet, causing them to be confused immediately, but fortunately they were able to do it in time.

Especially the wedding team on the other side was running away in all directions, and the sedans were running towards them, and they saw that the two sedans were about to collide.

However, before the people in Prince Yan's Mansion could stabilize the chaotic scene, a group of masked men in black suddenly jumped down from the roof.

Holding the sword, he rushed towards the sedan chair.

Everyone's expressions changed greatly when they saw it, and the people who were watching were so frightened that they screamed and hid when they saw the cold light of the sword.

They were just watching the fun, not here to die.

Chang Xiao and Xun'an drew their swords with serious expressions and used Qing Kung to fight the man in black.

"Protect the princess." One of the bearers pulled out the sword hidden on the sedan, shouted and rushed out.