Lord, are you looking for a smoke?

The darkness of the night gradually faded, and the Yuyuan Palace fell into silence.She walked under the maple tree incognito, looking up at the fan-shaped red leaves, her lips curled up slightly, seeming to be happy.

She walked into Yujin Pavilion gently, sat on the bed, leaned over his handsome face, and kissed him.

Then she snapped her fingers, and with the loud sound, his head shook slightly, and he became more and more sleepy.

"Ke, you have to wait for me, I will definitely come back as soon as possible, don't worry, you won't miss me!"

When she stood up and walked to the door of the pavilion, she looked back at Cheng Ke reluctantly: I don't know why she went this time, and something ominous happened in her intuition.

She turned around for a while, walked out of Yujin Pavilion resolutely, and disappeared into the air.

……

In the huge Jingyuan Mansion, the red lights are hung high, and the joy is extraordinary. I have heard that although King Jingyuan is suave and suave, he often lives in the red mansion at night, but he has never married his wife; today he is married to Zhang Changxiang's daughter, although the mansion Surprised, but also happy.

Wearing a red wedding gown, King Jingyuan looked handsome, stretched out his big hand, took Xiaoqian's crystal clear hand, and walked into the golden and splendid lobby with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Lady, slow down and be careful of the road under your feet!" Cheng Yuanjin slightly curled his lips.

She nodded slightly, looking shy.

"Have you thought about it? After praying to heaven and earth, you will be my concubine's concubine?" His words were slightly threatening.

She still nodded without hesitation.

Cheng Yuanjin smiled with satisfaction, took her little hand, and faced the lobby.

Xiaoqian was so sensible that she worshiped the world with him without crying or making trouble. After the couple drank a cup of wine, they entered the bridal chamber.

Although Cheng Yuanjin felt strange, he was afraid that Xiaoqian would die in love because she married Ning Caichen separately.I didn't expect him to be so calm. Could it be because his handsome face confused Xiaoqian?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckled, and continued to drink the wedding wine with the distinguished guests.

A pair of fiery red wedding candles carved with dragons and phoenixes swayed brightly on the square table in the room. The bride in a shawl, with a red hijab decorated with jewels on her head, held a red brocade handkerchief embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks. There are many folds, and it seems a little anxious.

She tugged on the embroidered handkerchief, and was about to get up from the bed, when the door was kicked open by someone with a "bang", and she shrank back on the bed in fright, staring at the drunken man with exquisite facial features at the door.

"My lady? Shall we go into the bridal chamber?" He half-closed his eyes and smiled sinisterly.