The Queen of Charm

Chapter 484
After the Tao Sha incident, she never appeared again.

As if it was just a puff of smoke in the world of mortals, it disappeared without a trace.

Although some unpleasant things happened, after seeing the arrangement of Fengyuxuan, Jinxi quickly returned to her usual happy appearance.The decoration of Fengyuxuan is a combination of classical and modern. Ling Zihan only made sofas, crystal lamps and red wine glasses in order not to attract too much attention, but it still made Jinxi very happy.

In the blink of an eye, it was Ling Zihan's wedding day.

Obviously it was a joy for the Phoenix Emperor, but it was secretly just the day when Mengguo and Fengguo were united.

The royal family sent many nuns to take care of the wedding for Ling Zihan.

Ten miles of red makeup, peach blossoms fell, many petals were spread on the red carpet, the welcoming team played gongs and drums, and the people of Fengdu put down their business one after another, and came to watch the ceremony and stop.

Carriages lined up from the street to the end of the street in an orderly manner, countless roses were sprinkled on the side of the road, the cold wind blew the fragrance of the flowers and made her dizzy, even the trees all over the city were tied with countless strips of red silk Along the road, there are soldiers maintaining order, and the surging crowd is endless, shoulder to shoulder, all of them poking their heads out to watch the rare wedding in a century.

Among the welcoming team, Ling Zihan was wearing a wedding dress, the bright red made her white skin even more, the feather crown raised her black hair, and the red tassels fluttered in the wind.The whole person exudes a charming aura of a king, with a careless laziness, which makes people reluctant to take their eyes off his face.

She was so beautiful that men and women seemed to be blurred, and her charming face showed a careless maturity. Cherry blossoms lingered around him inadvertently, and fell on his hairpin from time to time. Such a beauty could not be described in words.

Everyone was immersed in Ling Zihan's beautiful and evil charm.

Sighing secretly, this is simply a monstrosity, overwhelming the country and the city.

It's just that her eyes were always looking away, and she couldn't find any anxiety, and she seemed to be looking at the crowd.

Going around, there was still no one she wanted to see.

A trace of loss flashed across his eyes.

Xiao Jizi, are you still unwilling to see me when I get married?

But I really want to see you, and I hope that this marriage will be you who married.

Seeing that there was no figure of Ji Shuxuan around, Ling Zihan sighed, held his head up, and rode his horse towards the embassy.

Because Ling Zihan does not belong to the status of prince, there is no need to go to the palace to perform those trivial etiquettes.In addition, Fenghuang's body has not recovered, so some etiquette can be avoided, but the third prince has always been on good terms with the eighth prince, and he frankly said that he would hold the most grand wedding for his eighth prince, so this wedding can be called a feast for the prince .

However, it also caused many people to complain.

When they arrived at the embassy, ​​the matchmaker shouted loudly, "Please bring the bride into the sedan chair with the groom on his back!"

For a fiery red wedding, Meng Qingcheng wore a bright red wedding dress, more like icy muscles hiding jade bones, with a moon-like appearance and a pretty appearance, with a clear natural personality. The body is like a willow swallow, and the voice is like a forest of warblers. Half-released begonia cage dawn, Just blooming peony to make love for spring, delicate and beautiful, slowly moving lotus, the beauty is enviable.

Even though she was wearing a red hijab, she could still feel the alluring beauty of Princess Mengguo in the twilight.

Ling Zihan carried her into the sedan chair expressionlessly, but it was not as light as imagined.

She looked fragile, but she didn't expect her weight to be a bit scary.

From welcoming her to the prince's mansion, Ling Zihan didn't smile at all.

Ling Xuanyi dressed in a moon-white robe and emerald jade pendant, and came to Ling Zihan gracefully, and whispered, "Eighth Emperor, my father came back today, he is in poor health, even if you are dissatisfied with this marriage, You should also be very happy, so that the emperor will feel more at ease."

Ling Zihan stared at him, her black eyes were as deep as the sea, her face was loose and teasing, but her words were aggressive, "Then, does Brother Sanhuang also hope so? Then do you want to see our bridal chamber wedding night! "

"Nonsense!" Ling Xuanyi, who has always been good-tempered, reprimanded, "This kind of thing, how can others watch it!" But when he said this, no one noticed that the knuckles of the hands under the sleeves had already turned white, and they were tightly suppressed. That strange emotion that shouldn't be there.

(End of this chapter)