The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Instead of Xiahou Fengli who was resting in the posthouse because of too much wind and cold, Qing who came to watch the ceremony, seeing this situation, was so excited that he wanted to rush forward and take people away directly for Xiahou Fengli .

However, the full row of guards standing behind made Qing stubbornly endure the thoughts in his heart.

In this palace, there are so many guards, he is weak, even if he can grab someone, he may not be able to get out

The king was still suffering from the severe cold and was unconscious in the posthouse. If something happened to him, no one would be able to escort him back to Song Kingdom.

Thinking of this, Qing gave a long sigh and retreated. [

Wu Yu, who was always paying attention to the surrounding situation, saw that Qing put away his violent breath and retreated to his original position, and let go of the hand holding the knife handle.

He turned his head, exchanged glances with Huang Fulian, and nodded slightly.

Huang Fulian turned her head, stared at the whispering guests present, lowered her head, leaned against Jiang Nanyan's ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Yan'er, it's time to salute, bow your head."

"Oh." Jiang Nanyan suddenly came back to her senses, and with the support of the maid beside her, she leaned slightly and lowered her head.

Li Gao continued to call out the next procedure

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

"Happy husband and wife!"

"Send to the bridal chamber!"

Jiang Nanyan complied one by one, and completed these ceremonies with the help of the ceremony officials and maids.