Chapter 1789 There is a beautiful woman in the north
Seeing the other party nodding, Ye Fuxun helplessly held his forehead.
Why is this person so stingy? Really...
She didn't notice at all at that time, okay? And during the Mid-Autumn Festival feast, as a princess from a small country with no status and weak temper, he naturally laughed at everyone he saw. Otherwise, shouldn't he cry?
"Why didn't I know that the majestic King Chen, the God of War in the army, could have such a jealous side? It's really surprising. I wonder if your former subordinates would see such a face like yours.
What will happen?
Moreover, this princess really did not expect that a man as upright as King Chen would actually be jealous, and he was jealous of an unrelated person. It was just a smile. Are you still not allowing me to smile?
So in the future, should I cry to others when I go out? Am I afraid that others will regard me as a fool?"
Ye Fuxun glared at Bai Yuxian angrily.
"Anyway, I won't allow it, especially to Xiao Zhe. You know. I have always hated him, and you are now my fiancée.
You are going to get married to me soon, and you are not allowed to hook up outside. Otherwise, I will break your legs and imprison you in Prince Chen’s Mansion for the rest of your life, so that you will never see the sky outside again.
day."
Ye Fuxun laughed angrily and poked Bai Yuxian in front of him with disgust.
"I understand. If you find out who I'm flirting with, just break my legs, right? My dear King Chen, it's getting late, you should go."
Bai Yuxian heard the words "Dear Prince Chen" in his ears and automatically ignored his last words.
Time passed quickly, and by the time Bai Yuxian left, it was already the middle of the moon. Ye Fuxun quickly washed himself and fell asleep.
Time passed very quickly, and the day of Ye Fuxun and Bai Yuxian's wedding soon came.
Before dawn, Ye Fuxun was pulled up from his sleep by Hongying.
After Ye Fuxun finished washing, she woke up and looked at herself in the bronze mirror in confusion.
The person who put on her makeup was two senior nuns from the palace.
The nuns were combing her hair while mumbling some auspicious words.
There were also a lot of blessing sentences, which made Ye Fuxun's head feel dizzy. Her beautiful long hair was flying up and down in her hands, and it was quickly combed into a beautiful bun.
Because it was a wedding, all the jewelry came in pairs.
After taking out the phoenix crowns weighing dozens of kilograms, only a dozen jeweled and golden phoenixes were left.
After all the jewelry was placed on his head, Ye Fuxun shook his head in pain, twisted his neck, and curled his lips at Hongying next to him, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.
Why are you so tired? Really, the last time you got married wasn’t so grand, right? Why is this thing on your head so heavy today?
If she were asked to walk around the palace and the capital, she would break her neck from exhaustion and her life would be gone. How could she have a chance to hold a wedding with Bai Yuxian?
Hongying looked at her princess funny. She was really cute. She looked like a mature and steady adult, but in fact, she often acted like a little girl who had not grown up and liked to act coquettishly and pout.
At this moment, the nanny who was dressing him seemed to sense her impatience and pain.
There was a hint of fengwei and respect in his flat voice.
"Princess, please be patient. Although this phoenix crown is a bit heavy, the heavier the phoenix crown is, the higher your status is, which shows that the emperor and the queen mother value you.
What's more, what married woman doesn't want to dress beautifully and make a good impression in front of her husband?"
Ye Fuxun, Ye Fuxun, the persuasive person with a lotus tongue and a lotus tongue, immediately became energetic when he heard these words.
This saying has been true since ancient times: a woman should please her appearance, not to mention that she also hopes that she can become the center of attention on her wedding day.
And when she thought that Bai Yuxian would see her current appearance, a hint of sweetness filled her heart.
It was as if a drum was beating in his chest, and his normally calm heart began to beat wildly for no apparent reason, as if a deer was beating wildly.
A blush appeared on Ye Fuxun's cheeks unconsciously. At this time, another nun had already started applying makeup for her.
"The princess has such a good foundation. Even without makeup, she is enough to dazzle men all over the world. Grandma, I have never seen a beauty as beautiful as the princess in my life."
One of the two nuns looked colder, the other looked kinder, and it was this kind nun who spoke just now.
"Mommy, I once heard a poem written by the ladies in the palace. Now that I think about it, this poem is really worthy of you, princess."
"A beautiful woman from the north, peerless and independent. Look at the beautiful city, then look at the beautiful country..."
"Mom, thank you. Si Ling just has a pretty face. For women, things like skin will age in a few years. No matter how beautiful Si Ling is now, she still can't escape it.
The fate of aging.”
A nanny who can stand tall in the palace and has served many mistresses is naturally not a simple person, and her status is not something that ordinary people can manipulate at will.
Even if Ye Fuxun no longer takes these nuns seriously, but now that he is the nuptial princess of the West Desert Kingdom, he has to be more kind to them in the palace.
Ye Fuxun's originally charming face became even more charming and charming thanks to Mammy's method of transforming magic into decay. Her chubby little face looked no bigger than a palm.
A pair of curved cigarette eyebrows stand on the face, hanging slightly downward, looking very charming. The big eyes, under the exquisite makeup, make them more moist and crystal clear, and the corners of the eyes are dotted by grandma.
A mole makes you look more charming.
The slightest bit of mole adds a touch of charm to the alluring face. The thin lines outlined in the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, with a subtle charm that touches the heart.
She really has charming eyes, full eyes, charming smile, and beautiful eyes.
The nose is delicate and upright, as handsome as an immortal. A pair of red lips that are not reddish, against the rouge, are as red as blood. There is a faint smile on the lips, reflecting the delicate and smooth lines.
Sometimes she is pure, sometimes she is charming, like an elf among the flowers that people dare not look at.
Although the bright red wedding dress is a bit heavy on the body, it is so exquisite that people are amazed. The complicated patterns on the wedding dress look ancient and mysterious.