About an hour later, Xi Niang turned on the lights in the house. Then she realized that it was already dark outside and secretly moved her already stiff body. At this time, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Ye Luo
He straightened up quickly.
After a while, she heard footsteps coming towards her. She saw a pair of red boots standing in front of her, and her heart beat uncontrollably.
"Please ask the groom to unveil the wedding veil for the bride, and we will be happily married for a hundred years." The happy mother beside her said with a smile on her face.
The yellow light lit up little by little in Ye Luo's eyes. The hipa was lifted up, and the black robe came into view. Ye Luo lowered his head and the red rouge on his face looked exactly the same under the dim light.
A shy look.
Mo Yichen glanced disdainfully, and it turned out that he still looked the same. No, he was uglier than last time. His face with heavy makeup and a layer of white powder was really miserable. He just wanted to end this boring wedding as soon as possible. Thinking of Lian
Her little aggrieved face was even more impatient.
"Invite the bride and groom to have a cup of wine, and they will live in harmony from now on."
Taking the wine glass from Xiniang's hand, the two of them linked arms. Ye Luo still lowered his head shyly, embarrassed to look at the man next to him. The shy appearance of the new daughter-in-law was clearly revealed.
Mo Yichen saw Ye Luo lowering her head all the time and thought to herself, this woman really knows how to pretend, how can she drink like this? She mocked, "Don't you think the princess plans to see me in her whole life?"
Ye Luo couldn't help but was startled when he heard the voice. The voice was so cold. It seemed that his judgment was correct. Prince Yi was the housekeeper who had made trouble that day, but the voice was colder than that day.
In this case, she simply stopped pretending and raised her head openly to look at the man opposite...
The heartbeat suddenly stopped. Ye Luo felt his ears buzzing and could no longer hear any sound. He opened his mouth but said nothing. He softly shouted "Brother Chen" in his heart and just stared straight in front of him.
A man who is so close yet so far away.
The man's cold and handsome face, sexy thin lips, high bridge of nose, and piercing eyes are like a deep pool of water that makes people unable to see to the bottom, yet they capture their attention and do not feel attracted.
It's him, Brother Chen. I didn't expect him to be a prince!
No, maybe she should have thought of it earlier, right? She rejected this identity from the bottom of her heart.
But why, apparently identical faces give people completely different feelings, as if they are not the same person.
The Mo Yichen she knew, the brother Chen who had always protected her, always smiled gently at her. The handsome face in the image sometimes had shallow dimples. After she was discovered, he was still threatened by that boy.
Go ahead and laugh.
Now, Lord Yi, is the man so close in front of her really her brother Chen? Why does he feel that the two of them are so far away, as far away as the world.
What exactly has he gone through, and why has the brother who brought her warmth turned into the big iceberg he is today? His cold face is still the heartbeat of countless women, but his resolute eyebrows are no longer warm, but cold, making people look away.
But because of the cold, I dare not approach him.
Ye Luo's dull expression was once again regarded as a nymphomaniac in someone's eyes. No, someone forced himself to regard that straightforward look as a nymphomaniac.
Because he didn't know which of his nerves was wrong at this time, he actually saw heartache in those naked eyes. What was this woman doing? She was so embarrassed in front of so many people. Mo Yichen moved the wine glass mockingly.
Bring it to your mouth and drink it all in one gulp.
Everything turned pale, and Ye Luo could only see the man in the black wedding robe. Following the movements of the man in black robe, Ye Luo poured the wine into his mouth stupidly.
Mo Yichen took out his arm, stood up and put down the wine glass, and said expressionlessly to the still stunned woman, "Princess, I'm tired today, so I'm going to rest in the room first. I'm not in good health, and I have to take medicine at night, so I'll take some medicine."
Don’t disturb the princess’ rest.”
Seeing the man in Xuanyi walking out of the door, Ye Luo swallowed the sip of wine that he had not yet swallowed, and immediately started coughing violently. His body was shaking uncontrollably. It was no longer the color of rouge, and his face turned red from holding back.
Xi Niang stepped forward and hurriedly patted the bride on the back. Little did she know that this bride couldn't even drink a glass of wine.
Ye Luo doesn't know how to drink? No, Ye Luo has been disguising himself as a man since he was seven years old and socializing at the wine table for business reasons. From being a teetotaler in his previous life to drinking a glass of wine for the first time, he vomited until he fainted.
From the dark world to the splitting headache after waking up from alcohol, to the practice of risking your life to not get drunk after a thousand cups.
It's just that my heart hurts so much, and the hot wine burns my heart so much.
His fingers trembled slightly, and the wine glass with the word "happy" on it slipped from his hand and shattered on the ground...
But whose heart was really broken? Ye Luo didn't know whether to cry or laugh. She laughed because she didn't expect to meet him again, and cried because the big boy who had promised to become relatives with her actually turned out to be...
Don't know yourself.
Forget it, since he met him, he just helped him heal his illness and then left. Who made him his brother?
Damn Mo Yichen didn't even know me, but that's fine, no one knows anyone, so it saves me trouble when I leave in the end, I thought and smiled again.
Xi Niang on the side was stunned by Ye Luo's coughing, dropping her cup, and laughing expression. The groom was not there on the wedding night, so the new house was weird enough.
, now the bride has such an expression, it is really shocking.
At this moment, Binglu's careless voice came from outside the door, "What are you talking about? On the wedding night, the prince ran to the side princess. What should the young lady do? How can she stay in this wing of the palace in the future?"
"Shut up, there are no rules at all." Ye Luo stood up, pulled the half-covered Xipa on his head and threw it to the ground, interrupting Binglu's words sharply.
Seeing this, Xi Niang hurriedly stopped her and said, "Oh, Princess, why did you lose your hijab? This is unlucky."
Ye Luo glared at Xi Niang and shouted loudly, "Get out of here, haven't you heard that the prince won't come tonight? Why are you still here?" As he said this, he did not forget to tear off a handful of pearl flowers from his head and beat them hard.
It hit the ground, and the fine pearls splashed all over the floor.
Xiniang looked at Ye Luo's ferocious face and was so frightened that she hurriedly left the room. She thought to herself that the princess had such a bad temper, no wonder the prince didn't stay here.
"Miss, are you okay?" Bingyue was pushed aside by people from the palace all day today, and she only secretly met her young lady once. Now she couldn't help but be frightened by Ye Luo's expression.
"Haha, you made me laugh so hard." Ye Luo couldn't help laughing as soon as he saw Xi Niang leaving. He had been played with like a puppet all day, and his face was almost frozen.
Ignoring the expressions of the two girls who had seen a ghost, he continued, "How about it? Your lady is pretending to be like that."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Dear, what Han wrote is so sad. Weddings are the most beautiful time in life, but why did I write at the end that I felt like crying? Can anyone comfort me?
Collect? Otherwise Han really wouldn’t dare to write the next chapter. Han doesn’t want to be a stepmother...