Shangguan Hongye held Ming Lanruo's hand and dragged her to go forward.
But the next moment, a slender pale hand ghostly clasped his shoulders, and he immediately moved.
A low -cold voice laughed in his ear: "Oh, His Royal Highness is not a little boy, so I don’t understand any rules."
Shangguan Hongye knew that Cang Qiao was unpredictable in martial arts, but facing this crushing gap again, he was not good.
Obviously he is also a member of the battlefield on the battlefield. Why can he be able to hold the pipa bone so casually when he arrives at Cang Qiao!
If this is not the wedding scene, he really can't help but play with this dog! Even if he loses, let the other party know that he is not bullying!
He gritted his teeth and looked at Cang Qiao: "What are you doing!"
Cang Qiao snorted coldly: "No rules, let go!"
Having said that, he glanced at a few hi -wives who trembled nearby: "Don't bring the Red Silk!"
One of the happy wives was like a dream at the beginning of the dream, and quickly took the red silk flower ball holding it, and carefully handed it to Ming Lan Ruo and Shangguan Hongye.
Then they remembered that yes, because they did not send the process of marrying the house to the groom's official house, the groom had to use the red silk flower ball to hold the bride to the front yard to worship.
Shangguan Hongye glanced at Ming Lan who took the red silk, and looked at the little hand pinching in his hand. Her hand and Zhou Changle, the delicateness of other concubines in the house, were slender but flexible, like holding it, like holding.
A bunch of slender and soft willow branches.
It made him inexplicably a little bit -hearted, and couldn't help thinking about what it felt like that little hand hugged his waist.
"His Royal Highness, it's time to pick up the red silk!" Cang Qiao's cold voice interrupted his hearts, forcibly stuffing a red silk into him.
He was a bit reluctant to release Ming Lanruo's little hand and took red silk.
But Shangguan Hongye looked at Ming Lan Ruo on the end of the Red Silk, and he was inexplicably proud or satisfied -Ming Lan Ruo finally fell into his hands.
In the future, he has a lot of time to hold her hand and hold her hand.
He was in a good mood in the congratulations of everyone, holding Ming Lanruo to go to the front yard.
If Ming Lan was holding a flower ball, he looked up at Cang Qiao a little worried, but he still followed Shangguan Hongye.
Cang Qiao watched Ming Lanruo led all the way to the front yard with red silk by Shangguan Hongye. His phoenix's eyes flashed intolerable pain, but soon the eyes were a deep -bottomed cold and dark color.
"Lord Master, or let's go back, Master Xiaoxi is still waiting for you in Dongchang." And his father -in -law stepped forward and asked, he knew more than anyone else how torment was.
Cang Qiao lowered the long eyelashes and burned an unpredictable shadow on his white face: "What is urgent!"
Speaking, he also walked to the front yard.
There was a lively faction in the front yard, but the ritual officer who was responsible for singing Ji when the Ministry of Rites was a little worried and embarrassing. When he worshiped the chapel, he said to the worship and the husband and wife to worship, but this worship Hall ...
The bride was except for the Ming family. The Ming Guogong was still in the northeast.
As for the Lao Tzu of King Qin, His Majesty the Emperor will not come.
Everyone who came to the wedding banquet looked at the empty enthusiasts, and they were all embarrassed, but they only did not know. This wedding was far worse than Qin Wang's wedding wedding.
If Ming Lan doesn't matter, she can't wait to do this wedding, but she has to do it, so she can only make a look of the Ming Emperor's consideration to minimize the scale.
She can see Cang Qiao's mood just now.
After entering the main hall, everyone opened the lively posture, and the joy of joy, the ritual officer of the Ministry of Rites began to sing: "The groom, the bride enters the venue! Worship the world!"
Ming Lan followed Shangguan Hongye without any expression.
"Two worship ...!!" As soon as the Ministry of Rites sang the ritual officer, when he saw a scarlet and elegant figure lazily sat down in the position of Gaotang.
The crowd was stunned, and Qi Qi looked at the precious figure sitting on the top.
"Chitose, are you?" The Ministry of Rites sang the ceremony official and asked carefully.
Cang Qiao said faintly: "Only then did you look at the niece girl married, and forgot to say that this seat is for your Majesty." This chapter has been completed!