Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 843
As if sensing Ye Xuanji's gaze, he also turned to look at Ye Xuanji.
Seeing Ye Xuanji's appearance clearly, his body froze slightly, and he turned his head away suddenly.

Although Ye Xuanji was not Su Shan, she still felt a little guilty for this Mu Liunian.

Naturally, I didn't want to provoke him.
She simply turned her head and sat upright, waiting for the prince to get married.

Mo Qingcheng had no time to spare, and helped Mo Qianling take care of the guests for a while.
Worried about Ye Xuanji, she walked over and sat beside her.
Holding her hand: "How is it? Are you tired?"

Ye Xuanji shook her head.
She's just sitting here, what's the matter?
"How's the preparation going?" she asked.

"Well, everything is settled."

Mo Qingcheng smiled, and said again: "There are too many people, you have to stay with me all the time. Don't run around."

"I know." Ye Xuanji smiled lightly, not wanting to disobey him.

He is too protective of her now, wishing he could lock her up at home all the time and not take any risks.

But I don't know that she is the kind of person who likes to take risks by nature and doesn't like to rely on others...

Mo Qingcheng looked at her bright eyes, and felt a bad feeling in his heart.

He originally didn't want her to come to this wedding, but she wanted to follow her desperately.
Threatening him that if she is not allowed to follow, she will come secretly...

Instead of that, it's better to put her by your side to protect...

In the wedding hall, fiery red and festive colors rushed towards the face.

There are people everywhere, most of them are civil and military officials who came to congratulate.

The emperor sits at the top, and beside her is her concubine——

That is Mo Qianling's mother and concubine.

The old emperor looked much older again.
Perhaps because of the contrasting red color next to him, his originally pale and sallow complexion looked a little rosy and healthier.

Maybe it was due to too many people, the hall was a bit hot, and Ye Xuanji's palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat.
(End of this chapter)