"Qiao Xinglian..."

A voice called softly, Xing Lian raised his head, and in the hazy sight was a slightly deep handsome face. She supported her body and stood up again from his arms, "I can't stop before I finished my greeting."

Wuji must have watched it from a certain place, and this gift is not a tiny bit less.

Sifeng Beiling's eyes flashed slightly, and he restrained a hint of heartache, "Okay, let's continue."

Turning his head, he glanced at the curious gaze of the crowd below, turned his head and gave a few instructions to the eunuch near him. Then, a red account immediately surrounded the Xitang of the inner palace. "The princess is not in good health and cannot face the wind. Please forgive me, the wedding ceremony was completed in the gauze tent."

A noise immediately came from the crowd, "What's wrong with this fifth lady of Qiao family? Why is it so weak that she can't even worship the church?"

"Oh, you haven't seen her just now. You're even staggering when you walk, but you don't know why the wedding is so urgent."

"Hey, I heard that the fifth lady in the Qiao Xiang Mansion has always been weak, it seems to be true."

"Since we can't face the wind, it's okay to complete the wedding in the account. We can see the ceremony outside the account clearly."

Wuji, who was standing on the side of the crowd, frowned slightly and took a step forward, but the next moment, he took it back.

She has not been asked about Qiao Xinglian's situation these days, but she has heard that Miss Qiao's fifth family has not closed her eyes for several days and has been drinking heavily in the mansion. When it was late at night, the palace lanterns in the yard where she lives were lit until dawn. It seems that she was worn out by the wine.

Thinking of this, Wuji's lips sneered, and he stood there safely, looking at the two figures faintly visible in the tent, leaning down to bow again.

"Worship the heaven and earth..."

"Two worships the high hall..."

"couple……"

Xing Lian was dizzy and could only barely hear the sound of being close to him. When his body shook, a pair of slightly cool hands held her, slowly pulled her down and bowed to her head.

The faint tea fragrance just now disappeared for some reason. As the distance approached, I could smell a little bit of the scent of crabapple flowers at the end of my nose. My spiritual sense became confused in an instant. She laughed at herself, "Beiling, I may be confused, I actually smelled the smell of the Siyan on you..."

The other party didn't make a sound, but just took her hand and paused slightly, and the force he held gradually tightened.

"Li Cheng--!"

After the emcee's words fell, she leaned forward again and almost fell down again. Fortunately, the man in front of her was quick-eyed and immediately hugged her waist and stroked her firmly to her chest.

The clear and elegant fragrance was a little more intense than when she bowed down. She raised her head and narrowed her sleepy eyes to look. Through the red veil, she could only see the man in front of her pursed thin lips, and then move upwards to see the high bridge of her nose, and then...

Nothing afterwards.

Before Xinglian could look up again, his consciousness sank again and finally fell asleep again.

"Four Winds Beiling" looked at the face that was sleeping in his arms. His deep eyes darkened for a moment, turned his head and glanced at the guests down, picked her up in the waist and walked out toward the back of the auditorium.
Chapter completed!