Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Fortunately, the road wasn't too long, and when the wedding sedan arrived at Prince Yun's Mansion.The sound of firecrackers was deafening, the car door opened, and the red wedding shoes and a pair of embroidered shoes came into view.There is no way, she has a red hijab on her head, and she can only see pairs of shoes...

"Miss, get off the sedan chair." A soft voice came from beside her ear, and then a pair of white hands helped her get off the sedan chair.

Sweetie?A tinge of warmth suddenly appeared in Long Fuyue's heart.After all, Tian'er is her best friend.

With her by her side, her throbbing heart finally calmed down a bit.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to carry you away?" A very familiar voice came over.There seemed to be impatience in that voice.Her body couldn't help shaking slightly. [

Feng Qianyu!He was finally willing to come out to see her?She thought he would let her pay homage with his tablet.

Long Fuyue wanted to shed tears again, but she bit her lip tightly and held back.

A piece of wedding silk was handed to her, and she was led forward by him like a blind man.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was no sound at all.If it wasn't for the rows of feet of various colors under the hipa, Long Fuyue would almost have thought that she was the only one left in the whole Xipa.

Even Tian'er beside her was too arrogant and didn't dare to take a breath, she kept silent like a chilling cicada.

what happened?Are these people here for a wedding or a funeral?Why is everyone so silent, as if saying goodbye to the corpse?If you don't sing a happy song, it's okay to say a happy word?

Suddenly Tian'er called out: "Miss, be careful on the steps."

"Ah?" Long Fuyue was a little distracted, one of them was not on guard, stumbled, and just lay down straight down!

She let out a scream, seeing the red carpet rushing towards her face, her flowery lips were about to kiss the ground above her feet, her waist tightened suddenly, Feng Qianyu hugged her almost subconsciously.

Smelling the familiar aura on his body, Long Fuyue suddenly wanted to cry.

Feng Qianyu quickly withdrew her hand like it was burning, and said coldly in her ear: "Don't get me wrong, I just don't want to make my wedding ugly."

As if being poured by a bucket of cold water, Long Fuyue was instantly chilled. She forced the corner of her mouth to smile and said, "Don't worry, I didn't mean anything wrong, and I know you don't have such Kindly..."