She is Starlight Falling Fingertips

Chapter 1138 Whose Bamboo Horse Doesn’t Fall into Beauty (102)

Three days later, Emperor Zhaoyan issued another imperial decree to marry Jimo Xueyuan and Fu Baobao.

The wedding of the two is also scheduled for seven days later.

Time is a bit tight, but this is also the result of their joint discussions.

The palace, the imperial study.

Emperor Zhaoyan held the imperial pen in his hand, and after reviewing the memorial, he put it aside.

Looking up at Jimo Xueyuan standing below, he frowned, "Have you thought about it?"

"I hope my father will be fulfilled."

Emperor Zhaoyan sighed quietly, "That's fine, but there is one condition, you are always my son of Jimo Lingcheng, so it's not too much to come back every New Year's day, right?"

He raised his eyebrows, his face full of helplessness.

But he is also very happy, his son has finally found his own happiness, he is really happy.

"It should be." Jimo Xueyuan nodded in response, "Father, if there is nothing else, I will go back."

Thinking of Xiao Jiu'er who was still waiting at home, Jimo Xueyuan felt like returning home.

How could Emperor Zhaoyan fail to see his mood at this time?

When had he seen, on his face, any expression other than grim?

Seeing his eagerness, it must be because of that girl.

Emperor Zhaoyan thought it was incredible.

Born in the emperor's family, too much involuntary.

Feelings are even more so.

He had many women and five sons.

But he only loves the two sons born to him by his beloved woman, Prince and Yuan'er.

He was already sorry for Ming'er, so he couldn't wrong Yuan'er anymore.

If it is possible, he even hopes that his two sons can get their own happiness and never be separated from their beloved.

But Ming'er is destined to become the king of this country. Although he is his second son, he has been intelligent since childhood, no less than his younger brother Yuan'er.

And he has a kind heart. As an emperor, he can be cold, but not ruthless.

He seems to be gentle, but he also has his own bottom line. He is very relieved that the Jokhang Dynasty has been handed over to him.

Time passed quickly, and it was seven days in the blink of an eye.

The wedding of the two was very grand, not only Emperor Zhaoyan, but also some ministers in the court came.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and several other princes also arrived.

Several princes moved out of the palace after they became adults, and were made kings.

Today, the only eighteen year old Jimo Xueyang is the only one who is not crowned king.

The eldest prince, Jimo Cang, was named King Cang, and the fourth prince, Jimo Hanjiang, was named King Yi.

As for Jimo Xueyuan, he was made king of Mo.

It can be seen from the name that Emperor Zhaoyan really loves Jimo Xueyuan.

This made the eldest prince extremely jealous, and when he came to the wedding, his face was always dark.

Looking at the newlyweds happily worshiping at the hall, his eyes were full of evil, and he thought to himself, let you play for a few days first!snort!
"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The master of ceremonies' voice sounded, and above the wedding hall, Emperor Zhaoyan's sharp and joyful eyes softened at this moment.

Just like an ordinary father, watching his beloved son get married, his heart is really complicated.

The eye sockets were slightly moist, and she looked up at the snowy sky outside, Li'er, our children are finally married.

"Bye husband and wife!"

After the master of ceremonies finished speaking, the corners of Jimo Xueyuan's lips rose slightly, and there was a smile between his brows and eyes.

From now on, she was his justifiable wife.

"Be careful."

Turning around at [-] degrees, she saw that Xiao Jiu'er accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt, and her body suddenly turned to one side.

He quickly stepped forward to support her, straightened her body, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Jiu'er's heart was beating wildly because she was frightened.

She couldn't see it, moreover, the skirt was too long, she was worried all the time, and she still made a mistake.

"It's okay." Jimo Xueyuan gently squeezed her hand, "Let's continue."

After finishing speaking, he bowed solemnly and saluted.

Xiao Jiu'er restrained Fei Qi's mood, and followed him to bend down.

Maybe because he couldn't see, he took a slow beat and hit Jimo Xueyuan directly on the head.

"It hurts~"

She rubbed her nose lightly, slandering, is Brother Mo's head iron-headed?so hard!
"Are you okay?" Jimo Xueyuan rubbed her nose lightly, amused in his heart, but held back.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Xiao Jiu'er blushed and shook her head, she was really ashamed!

In the crowd, Hua Yumo looked at the couple, with deep reluctance and sadness in his eyes.

However, he couldn't do anything, and couldn't do anything.

She is very happy, isn't she?
The only thing he can do now is to contact his master and research the antidote to Heartless Gu.

Jimo Xueyuan brought Xiao Jiu'er into the new house, and sat down beside her.

Xiao Jiu'er was slightly taken aback, "Brother Mo, aren't you going to entertain guests? Your Majesty..."

"You're still called His Majesty now?" Jimo Xueyuan smiled softly, his eyes full of doting.

Xiao Jiu'er blushed and said in a low voice, "Father, Father is still in front, is it really okay?"

"Father takes care of everything every day, and has already gone back."

"Then there is still the prince, and there are so many guests!"

"I asked Zi Yuan to prepare food for you, and I will be back soon."

Jimo Xueyuan showed helplessness, she pushed him out in such a hurry on the wedding night of the bridal chamber?
"Little heartless." He tapped her nose through the hijab.

Xiao Jiu'er was stunned, why did she have no conscience.

She didn't think about this question until Ziyuan brought the fragrant lily porridge, and her attention was attracted by the porridge.

After eating porridge, she became a little drowsy.

Seeing that it was still early, she lay down on the bed without removing her hijab, and soon she heard the sound of her steady breathing.

At this time, a figure jumped in from the window.

This person is Hua Yumo.

Instead of the red clothes of the past, he wore black clothes today.

He stood by the bed, did nothing, just looked at the little figure lying on the bed in an indecent posture.

All the feelings turned into a long sigh of helplessness.

He leaned over suddenly, the outstretched hand stopped in the air, and he retracted it.

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the room, as if he had never been there before.

In her sleep, she seemed to smell a refreshing fragrance of flowers, frowned, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep.

Jimo Xueyuan returned to the room reeking of alcohol.

Xiao Jiu'er woke up suddenly, and the room was filled with an unpleasant smell of alcohol.

The fair little faces were pulled together, and a carp straightened up and sat up.

"Wake you up?"

Jimo Xueyuan's voice was soft, and there were smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Brother Mo, although I know you are very happy, you can't drink so much wine. What if you drink badly?"

All three-year-olds know the truth that drinking is harmful to the body.

With such a strong smell of alcohol, one could tell that he drank a lot as soon as he smelled it.

"I didn't drink much." As he said, he sat down beside her and took off his clothes.

Listening to the rustling movement around her, Xiao Jiu'er was inexplicably nervous, and immediately closed her eyes to hypnotize herself.

It took a long time to control my restlessness.

She was worried and didn't know how long she could control herself.

(End of this chapter)