Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

He walked forward a few steps slowly, stretched out his hand to hold Shui Ningyan, and squeezed it lightly, as if telling her not to worry.

When Helan Mosu saw Xiao Yihan, a somewhat unpredictable light flashed in his long and narrow eyes, and he smiled softly: "As the officiant, the prince must witness whether the Lord Xiao and Mrs. Xiao are loving and harmonious. In that case, Let us all take a look at the face of the new lady, why not?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yihan suddenly sneered: "Prince, in this dynasty, there is no such precedent that even though you are a prince, you can do whatever you want."

Xiao Yihan's words were already challenging Helan Mosu's authority, and the atmosphere around him suddenly cooled down. A good wedding suddenly made people feel murderous.

Shui Ningyan took advantage of Xiao Yihan to hold her hand, and squeezed him back, intending to remind him not to be impulsive, Xiao Yihan turned his eyes to look at Shui Ningyan, smiled lightly, and said in a soft voice: "As a husband, just listen to your wife." Yes." Although Shui Ningyan did not speak, Xiao Yihan could still understand her intentions, this tacit understanding made everyone present sigh.

Helan Mosu snorted coldly, with a bit of displeasure in his eyes, but compromised: "The auspicious time has come, City Lord Xiao and his wife can pay homage."

Hearing this, Xiao Yihan smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to hold Shui Ningyan's white and slender hands, and came to the front of the hall to salute.

When he heard the sound of being sent into the bridal chamber, Shui Ningyan, whose heart had already fallen, suddenly heard Xiao Yihan's booing at this moment: "Since we have already married, we can see Mrs. Xiao's beauty." Bar?"

Because the one making the booing was Helan Mosu, the people around him also became bolder and booed together.

Xiao Yihan turned around and shielded Shui Ningyan behind him, with a light smile on his face, but his eyes were somewhat condensed.

Shui Ningyan knew that Helan Mosu wouldn't give up if he couldn't see her face today, so she tore off the hijab covering her head with her hands, and looked directly at Helan Mosu, bypassing Xiao Yihan.

The people around were startled by this sudden change, and then secretly looked at her face.

It turned out that the wife of the city lord of Hancheng was just like that, with mediocre aptitude and no interest.

A bold guest at the side smiled at Helan Mosu: "Prince, you have worked so hard to get a glimpse of Mrs. Xiao's appearance. Now that you see her, do you feel a little disappointed?" Helan Mosu raised his eyebrows when he heard that With a sneer, he walked forward slowly, approaching Shui Ningyan: "The abrupt beauty, it is the prince who is rude."

Although he was apologizing to Shui Ningyan, there was no trace of guilt on Helan Mosu's face, instead there was a bit of anger deep in his eyes.

Lowering her head, she whispered a few words in a voice that only two people could hear, "The thing made by the lore ghost face is really good." Hearing the words, Shui Ningyan's cool eyes suddenly He tightened his grip, turned his head and looked at Helan Mosu vigilantly, unable to say a word in surprise.

Helan Mo Su smiled as if nothing happened, his face darkened, he turned and left.

"Mo'er." Xiao Yihan stepped forward, took Shui Ningyan's hand, and called her, and then he brought her back to her senses who was staring at Helan Mosu's back in a daze.

"Are you okay?" Looking at Xiao Yihan's concerned face, Shui Ningyan forced a smile and shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

Bi'er helped herself put the hijab on her head, and Xiao Yihan led her to the main courtyard.

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