The overwhelming joy, the team of musicians who played and played, the majestic and solemn guard of honor like a long dragon, the sedan chair that welcomed the bride finally came back, and Feng Yiying who was full of joy finally came back. The inside and outside of Prince Yi's mansion can be described as a sea of people at this time.
There were hundreds of sedans parked at the gate alone. They were lined up from the gate to the long street. Feng Yiying was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with a smile that could not be concealed on her brows and eyes. At this moment, she could marry Yi Qingchen.
Becoming a wife was already the greatest joy of his life. Spreading the red carpet, crossing the brazier,... for the first time, he felt that these complicated etiquette were not so annoying. Holding the wedding silk tightly in his hand, he saw the other end of the wedding silk hanging in front of the bride.
Qingchen held the slender jade hand, and for some reason, his heart was filled with warm emotions. There was a flood of congratulators in the wedding hall, but in his eyes, there was only the woman in front of him covered with a red scarf.
In the past few days, he had been worrying about gains and losses, fearing that the news of Yi Qingchen's escape would suddenly come from the Jingxi Palace. Until today, he saw her getting into the sedan chair with his own eyes, and his heart was hanging for a long time.
His heart was relieved. From then on, she was his wife. Nothing could excite his heart more than this. Although he had always been indifferent, he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his lips and the spring breeze on his face. This was a scene.
Feng Yiying wanted the best for Yi Qingchen, so naturally everything was the most luxurious. From the gate to the wedding hall, the long corridor was covered with the best red embroidered carpet in the Qingyi Kingdom.
, both sides of the embroidered carpet were filled with all kinds of colorful flowers. Amid the sky-high congratulations from everyone, Feng Yiying took Yi Qingchen and finally walked into the wedding hall where the red candles were burning. They stood still in front of the divine case. At this moment, Qingyi
The emperor of the country, Feng Mingxu, sat alone, his always majestic and domineering face now full of smiles. To his right, the prince Feng Tianyu and his master stood aside with their heads bowed. Naturally, they also came to congratulate them.
Yes, even though they and Feng Yiying had always been at odds, he had to come to such a scene. What's more, there was a father sitting there? The prince was also smiling, but the smile did not extend to his eyes.
Master Ming had been standing behind Prince Feng Tianyu with his head bowed. When he saw Feng Yiying approaching Yi Qingchen, who was wearing a red scarf, his eyes suddenly flashed with fire. Although he lowered his head, his eyes were
He stared at Yi Qingchen like a hook, and after looking at him for a while, a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.…………………………………………Add a new chapter today, haha
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