Stunning Concubine Allure: Prince, let's go to bed!

The Autumn Festival on August [-]th is the wedding day of Princess Murong Feixue of the Kingdom of Yan and Ran Qingxun, the third prince of Ran Wei. 【】

Before dawn, Feixue and Dailin got up to take a bath and make up, put on luxurious wedding clothes, and put on a hipa. Accompanied by Xi Niang, they waited for the prince to come to the posthouse to welcome the bride.

The process of the wedding banquet is very simple, welcome relatives at the time of day, salute at the time of day, and entertain guests at noon time.

Prince Ran Qingcheng's wedding party came to the post house early to greet the bride, but Ran Qingxun's sedan chair did not arrive for a long time.

At this time, Murong Feixue who was sitting on the couch was uneasy and restless, she was really afraid that Ran Qingxun would not come to welcome her.If the groom doesn't come, is it possible that she should go to Prince Jin's mansion by herself?

"Aunt Qianhua, haven't you arrived yet?" The voice was eager and worried.

"Go back to the princess, Lord Jin hasn't arrived yet."

Murong Feixue reached out to take the Xipa, her eyes twinkled with starlight instantly, the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, a sneer appeared, and her eyes were more stubborn and arrogant.

"Ran Qingxun, I said that as long as it's the man I want, I will never let go. Your greatest weakness is your concubine mother. I don't believe that your concubine mother and your uncle are both fools."

At this time Xiangru ran in excitedly and said, "Master, the wedding party has arrived!"

Feixue thought she had heard wrong, so she supported Xiangru's shoulders with both hands, her eyes were full of expectation, and asked: "Xiangru, do you mean that the third prince is here?"

Xiang Ru opened her eyes in confusion and said, "Master, what's wrong with you? Of course it's the third prince, who else could it be? Now that the sedan chairs are already full, it was Sister Yimo who asked me to come in and inform the master."

At this time, Murong Feixue's two emotions were intertwined, and there was no expected excitement on her face, but a careless and indescribable expression.

At this time, there was a soft voice from the door, it was Ran Qingxun, "I'm sorry, something happened to delay the hour."

The moment Ran Qingxun stepped into the room, she saw Feixue's expression. He didn't even bother to explain why he was late. I don't know why?He could understand everything hidden in her eyes.

Fei Xue smiled faintly at him, and only replied softly, "Just come."

Qianhua took the Xipa and covered her up again, Xi Niang walked in from the door, supported Feixue, and got into the sedan chair.The welcoming team rushed to Prince Jin's mansion.

The prince married Princess Yan, although Ran Huang didn't like this son, but because of Feixue's status, the wedding ceremony was no worse than Prince Ran Qingcheng's.

The welcoming team lined up from the street to the end of the street, surrounded by lively people.

The person who was in charge of welcoming the bride this time was none other than Ran Qingxun's uncle Xiao Tianyou. After all, they hadn't screwed over the two children and promised to let them meet.He was also afraid that the wedding would change, so he came here to supervise.

Ran Qingxun sat on the horse, wearing a fiery red wedding gown, her face was as cold and indifferent as usual.

Suddenly, a melodious and plaintive flute sound resounded all around, and the lively scene suddenly fell silent.

Ran Qingxun's icy eyes were even more chilly, as if they could form frost when touched. He looked around, looking for the source of the flute sound.

Murong Feixue, who was sitting in the sedan chair, felt her heart and soul tremble when she heard the sound of the flute. It was Fei Xuelin from "Han Xue Pulling the Soul Xiao" who raised her eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, "The one who should come is finally here, Ran Qing Xun, how do you choose today?"

But I saw Xiao Yunling wearing a plain gauze pleated skirt on a restaurant not far away. Although it was not as beautiful as Feixue's beauty, it was still naturally beautiful, elegant and elegant.

Holding a jasper flute in his hand, the autumn wind lifted his sleeves and floated in the air, making Ying's frail and petite figure even more desolate.

Xiao Yunling looked downstairs not far away, sitting on the horse, the fiery red groom Ran Qingxun, tears dripping down her cheeks, the sadness in her eyes, coupled with the resentful flute sound, made people feel heartbroken .

"Cousin Xun, do you still remember this Xiaoqu? Do you remember our oath? Hold your hand and grow old with you!"

At this moment, Ran Qingxun's whole body was icy cold, and he felt that his whole heart was broken every inch of his body, as if his soul had been separated from his soul, and the pain was inexplicable.It's just that he has too much regret in his heart, those responsibilities that he can't escape if he wants to, and he can't escape if he wants to.

He called softly from the bottom of his heart: "Ling'er, I'm sorry!"

Seeing Ran Qingxun's wedding party walking away little by little, Xiao Yunling stopped the sound of the flute.A year-old woman with beautiful skin stretched out her white and clean hands, and wiped away her crystal clear teardrops with a silk handkerchief.

"Ling'er, my good daughter, for our Xiao family, I have suffered so much for you."

Xiao Yunling hugged the woman tightly, her starry eyes were filled with tears, and she choked up and said, "Mother."

The black eyes of Murong Feixue in the bridal sedan lightly swept a gleam of light, her lips curled up into a perfect arc, "Ran Qingxun, you are indeed right, you are worthy of being my man, the pros and cons are often just a thought, You have finally made the choice that is most beneficial to you. If you are willing to give up, if you are willing to give up, if you are willing to give up, then you will get it. I, Murong Feixue, swear that I will never make you regret your choice today." ory5

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