Looking at myself in the mirror.

Xiao Feng was a little lost.

The woman in the mirror is wearing a bright red wedding dress.

The gorgeous and eye-catching Phoenix brocade is not out of place on her body at all.

The flaming red garment, like butterfly wings about to fly, is embroidered with bright golden lines.

The phoenix pattern woven with gold threads is dazzling, like the rays of the rising sun.

The majestic and noble phoenix follows the flow of light, looming among the delicate peonies, lifelike, as if it will fly out of the peonies at the next moment.

The carefully painted face has dark eyebrows like a crescent moon and cherry lips like red pearls.

The muscles are as thick as fat and the Qi is like blue.

Xiao Feng's pair of sharp spiritual eyes in the past were ethereal and gorgeous, as clear as water and as bright as morning stars.

With just one sweep, people suddenly lose their soul and become fascinated by it.

The hair flows down like dark spring water, and the fluttering hair stirs up layers of ink-colored light.

The magnificent phoenix crown has phoenixes rising on both sides, emerald-carved feathery leaves, and the wings are studded with slender aqua diamond gold tassels. The center of the phoenix crown is inlaid with a crystal clear blood marrow diamond.

Every piece of jewelry is exquisitely crafted, dazzling, and valuable.

The rays of light they emit are intertwined, reflecting each other and swaying.

"Wow, miss, you are so beautiful!"

The maidservant's exclamation came from behind.

"Miss, you should dress up more often."

The maid's eyes lit up when she looked at Xiao Feng. Normally, her young lady always looked bare-faced, but now that she was dressed up a little, she was as beautiful as a fairy.

Xiao Feng twitched the corners of her lips and smiled lightly.

She has been in the war department for so many years, and she has always been in a state of barefacedness.

She was still not used to the feeling of makeup and powder on her face.

But she will gradually get used to it in the future.

Just like, she has to learn to get used to not being around him.

She is getting married.

She is not marrying the person she loves the most.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the strangeness in her heart, tried her best to suppress her random thoughts, and buried the loss deeply in her eyes.

She has her mission.

He also already has his family background.

They are destined to have no other possibilities.

With a high-pitched "Auspicious time has come!"

Xiao Feng's sight was covered by a bright red, and the maid helped her stand up slowly.

As her body moved, the phoenix crown on her head made a crisp tinkling sound.

Because Yuanyangchu, who was the groom's official, was also a member of the Daxia Imperial Clan.

So the old emperor made the decision and got married in the imperial palace.

Xiao Feng got married from her boudoir.

Her hand was held by the maid, and she walked slowly, step by step.

There were loud gongs and drums outside, obviously the procession to pick up the bride had arrived.

Soon, the maid's young and delicate hand handed her hand to another person's hand.

Xiao Feng could feel that these were the hands of a middle-aged woman.

There is a red rope tied around the wrist.

Then, a middle-aged female voice with a smile sounded.

“The first step is to bring prosperity to the sky; the second step is to be healthy and long-lived; the third step is to grow old; the fourth step is to have children and grandchildren.”

As he spoke, he took Xiao Feng and took another four steps forward.

"Carriage on a dragon and marry a phoenix are created by nature, and happiness will last a lifetime."

With a joyful voice, her hand was handed over to another person's hand.

The broad and thick palms tightly grasped her soft little hands.

These are a pair of men's hands, very warm.

Xiao Feng lowered her eyes and let the man's hand lead her onto the sedan.

The man carefully held up the hem of her skirt for fear that she would step on it.

She could feel that Yuanyangchu's hot gaze seemed to penetrate the red hijab.

Yuanyangchu looked at the small white hands, and his breathing became slightly heavier.

The woman in front of me is wearing a red wedding dress.

It was the figure that had appeared in his dreams countless times.

There was a hint of blush on his cheeks.
Chapter completed!