She walked towards herself step by step, and Zhou Yan's eyes were wet, as if all the accusations and debts she suffered in her life could be written off at this moment.

Su Rao kept walking with her head down. The moment she crossed the threshold, she saw a hand appearing in front of her.

The finger bones are white, with clear joints and slender and beautiful fingers.

The owner of the hand spoke, and his voice was filled with indescribable tenderness, which could almost cause people to drown.

He said, "Rao Rao, I'm here to marry you."

Su Rao bent the corners of her lips unconsciously, and she placed her hand on the palm of her hand, and was gentle: "I can't ask for it."

If you can't find anything, you can't wait and think about it.

Zhou Yan gave Su Rao the most comprehensive and impeccable decency.

Su Rao finally moved out of Jinanzhu. As she said, Zhou Yan gave her a home.

He gave her everything a woman wanted, pampered her, indulged her, and honored her...

When the wedding sedan chair arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhou Yan opened the curtain and carried her out of the carriage.

He did not care about the eyes of others, but just hugged her carefully, with steady and fast steps, and walked straight towards the main hall.

The Xi Po also followed Zhou Yan's steps, with a very flattering smile on his face: "Prime Minister Zhou and his wife are really in love. The old woman has been Xi Po for so many years. This is the first time she saw the groom not go to enter the room without going to entertain guests first, and she personally carried the bride into the room. The lady is such a blessing."

Zhou Yan must be disdainful of such compliments on weekdays.

But at this moment, he was in a very good mood and said lightly: "Reward."

Xi Po immediately smiled, and she wanted to praise Su Rao from beginning to end.

Zhou Yan is still a word of appreciation.

Su Rao didn't say anything. She leaned against Zhou Yan's arms, listened to his heartbeat, and raised her hand to pinch his clothes.

This silk is expensive and can easily leave a fold.

Seeing this, Xi Po said, "Madam, stop pulling the Prime Minister's clothes, it's not good to leave a mark. The Prime Minister has to go out to entertain guests..."

"Not hindrance." He interrupted Xi Po's words, his voice was light, but his tone was slightly cold.

Xi Po was alert. Knowing that Zhou Yan was not happy, he immediately stopped talking.

But she couldn't help but be surprised that this princess from the south was really a blessing and could be loved by the Prime Minister wholeheartedly.

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the new house.

The new house is all red.

Zhou Yan held Su Rao's hand and walked over the peanuts and golden dates all over the ground, and helped her sit down beside the bed.

Xi Po stood beside him, holding a tray with a Xi scale, and a smile on her face complimented.

Zhou Yan's voice was low and mellow, but when he listened carefully, he seemed to have a slight unstable: "Come on the wedding scale."

Xi Po naturally didn't dare to delay and quickly put the red scale rod tied in Zhou Yan's hand.

Su Rao could not see Zhou Yan's expression at this moment. Her gaze was covered by a red veil, and she could only see his black boots embroidered with red floating and auspicious clouds.

The tassels on the hem of the crown cover shook slightly, and the red silk in front of him was lifted up bit by bit. Su Rao finally saw Zhou Yan's appearance.

His lips smiled, his gentle face, and his beautiful smile could almost cause a sudden cardiac arrest.

Xi Po had already left tactfully, but before leaving, she reminded Zhou Yan: "Prime Minister Zhou, don't forget the guests outside."

Zhou Yan did not answer, and Xi Po did not dare to delay any more.

When she walked to the door and closed the door for the two of them, she accidentally caught a shocking scene. The Prime Minister, who was in the eyes of the world, squatted down and took off his shoes for the woman on the bed.

Even though Xi Po was used to seeing big scenes, she was covered in sweat for a moment and didn't dare to watch them anymore.

Who would believe it if you say it?

Even the husband of an ordinary family will not change his shoes and socks for his wife, but the one inside is the powerful prime minister...

Fandai stood not far away and saw Xi Po’s ugly face, so she asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

Xi Po quickly smiled and said: "Today's happy event for the Prime Minister, but I will inevitably be tired this day. When I am tired, my face will naturally be bad."

Fandai only thought she wanted to seek rewards, so she didn't think much about it.

In the room, Su Rao looked at Zhou Yan squatting in front of him, and was anxious and said softly: "You shouldn't do these things."

"It should be," he looked up at her, his eyes emitting a smile: "Madam is respectful."

Su Rao's throat seemed to have a mouthful of cotton blocked, and she felt very uncomfortable.

He put her shoes and socks aside, and then disassembled the cinnabar and Linlang on her head.

She is very beautiful today, with her face as peach blossoms, her eyebrows as crescent moons, and her lips as reddish. She is like a beautiful flower, so she needs to take care of her carefully.

Su Rao was silent from beginning to end, allowing him to remove all the decorations bit by bit for him.

She lowered her eyes, with subtle ripples in her eyes.

After removing the hairpin ring, Zhou Yan lifted the quilt beside him and said in a warm voice: "You go to bed first, I will go out to socialize with the guests and will be back soon."

Su Rao said yes, lying down as he moved, pinching the corner of the quilt with his hands, gradually feeling calm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Zhou Yan."

"Hmm?" There was a question in his eyes.

Su Rao smiled and whispered: "It's great to marry you, it can't be better."

He kissed her forehead and his voice was lingering: "I will be lucky to marry you in my whole life."

No one knows that the Prime Minister's Mansion is already full of dangers at this moment.

The leader of the secret guard looked at the crowds coming and going in the middle of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and a cold sweat fell on his forehead.

On the day of the wedding, abducting someone else's wife is a irreconcilable grudge.

And the one who has an irreconcilable hatred with him will be the prime minister of the dynasty.

But on the other side, it is His Majesty.

The leader of the secret guard gritted his teeth and finally calmed himself down. Now everything is ready and there is no delay.

It's hard to go from side to side, he has no choice...

Everyone found out that the Prime Minister was in a good mood today, and he treated anyone with a smile, which made people feel like spring breeze.

As a result, the atmosphere became more harmonious.

The red lantern under the eaves of the Prime Minister's Mansion swayed lightly in the night wind, and a faint red color spread out.

When everyone noticed something was wrong, a secret guard had already fired an arrow at Zhou Yan, who was standing in the center of the courtyard.

The poisoned sword slashed across his clothes and cut the wedding dress that originally symbolized auspiciousness.

The crowd began to panic, but it was in the Prime Minister's Mansion again and did not dare to run around without authorization.

Zhou Yan looked at the cracks on his clothes expressionlessly. After that, he didn't know what he thought of, and a murderous sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

He glanced in the direction where the arrow was coming, grabbed the arrow from the guards who were rushing to death, and shot an arrow in that direction with lightning speed.

The secret guard originally wanted this arrow to cause chaos, but he didn't expect that Zhou Yan, a civil servant, would not only not be chaotic when facing such a scene, but instead gave himself a fatal arrow at the first time.

He simply attracted Zhou Yan's attention. After such delay, the leader's side would probably be successful. The secret guard thought so before he died.
Chapter completed!