And her and Zhu Yan's Union, then represented peace, these common people, can not be happy?

Eight lift the big sedan into the palace of King Jing, she was supported by Xipo to get off the sedan, holding the bright red silk in her hand, looking at Xibu's feet, step by step following the back of the pair of Jinyun boots. The two people's red clothes and pendulums constantly collided with each other when they walked slowly, worshiping heaven and earth, worshiping the high hall, worshiping each other. Everything went smoothly, as if they were dreaming.

With the help of the bridegroom, she sat on the bed and waited for her husband to greet the guests. Then she came to pick up her cloth and drink with her.

Until the middle of the night, waiting for her neck to be sore, just when she was about to be unable to support and wanted to fly, the slow footsteps came into her ears.

This footstep is different from the footstep she heard when she saw Zhu Yan before, but it's not the same, because he is a bridegroom again or drinks too much wine.

"Lord, please remove the bride's red veil!" The bride handed a steelyard to the man in the gown.

The man looked at the bridegroom and a girl in the room and said, "you step back first!"

Xi Niang Leng one eye, the heart way this procedure can't finish, Wang Ye is so anxious?

The man said with a smile, "it's not the first time I've been married. What should I do? Do I need you to teach me?"

Princess Mochou frowned slightly under the cover. The voice is not very similar to Zhu Yan, but it may be that he changed a little after brain injury. She can only tell herself that.

Another obedient girl left the bedroom and closed the door and window for them.

The man clings to the steelyard and goes to the slim bride. He gently opens the bright red veil and reveals the beautiful face under the veil.

Mochou raised his eyes to see the man in front of him. He was tall, handsome and imposing.

However, when she saw his face clearly, the smile on her face solidified. The man in front of her was not Zhu Yan, not Zhu Yan.

She stood up with a hula, pointed to the man and said in a trembling voice, "who are you? What about Zhu Yan? What about other people? "

The man picked his eyebrow: "I'm Zhu Sui, King Jing. Zhu Yan is my sixth brother. I'm the ninth elder brother. I've just been king Jing. I'm worried about getting married. I didn't expect that the princess would like to marry me. Naturally, I can't get it."

Number nine? Although his face is pretty good, it is obviously older than Zhu Yan. He is the ninth oldest? And, what is just sitting on the throne of King Jing not long? What's the meaning of this? Casually found a person, top Zhu Yan's lack?

"Where is Zhu Yan?" Mo Chou looks at the man in front of him and says angrily.

Zhu Sui shrugged: "I heard that it has been two months since I visited other countries. Who knows where he is now?"

Traps, conspiracies, liars, all liars.

She quickly pulled off the golden crown on her head and fell on the ground. She said angrily, "I only marry Zhu Yan. You are not him. This marriage doesn't count!"

Zhu Suileng snorted: "it doesn't count? You don't count what you say. In our country of Xiliang, you worship the hall, become a relative, and enter the bridal chamber. If you say it doesn't count, it doesn't count? "

No matter how cheeky Mo Chou was, he could not help blushing and scolding: "what are you talking about? Who entered the bridal chamber with you? "

Zhu Sui shrugged and looked around: "didn't you enter? What is this room? In the middle of the night, lonely men and few women are newly married. This is not a bridal chamber. What is it? "

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