The master is too sultry, the apprentice is guilty!

He is not only the most beautiful man in the Qin Dynasty, but also the god of war who led an army of [-] people to sweep away all parties at the beginning of the dynasty!

Naturally, such an excellent man who is rare in a hundred years is also the object of dreams of noble and commoner girls!

However, when Qin Chonghua became an adult, he drew a portrait of a woman with Danqing himself, and once said: In this life, only marry the person in the painting!

This incident was a sensation and broke the hearts of many Huaichun girls.

And now, Qin Chonghua is getting married!

The day of March in Yangchun coincides with the season when pear blossoms are flying, and the spring sun is slightly smoky.

On the day of the Eighth Prince's marriage, everyone's eyes are red, and the sky is full of joy!

The capital is overcrowded. Not only are the people in the capital wanting to see the majesty of the Eighth Prince, but there are also beauties from all walks of life waiting on the triumphal road of the Eighth Prince’s welcome, regardless of their appearance, scrambling to see the woman who is married to him. After all, It's Fairy He Fang!

Most mortals are like this, winning or losing may not be very important, but you have to know who you lost to.This kind of thinking is more paranoid and firmer than the narcissism of the world double at the beginning. [

On both sides of the Triumph Road, the crowd was crowded with each other, and the city guards in charge of order were messed up by the crowd's crooked helmets and official uniforms, but they could not hurt the people. The two of them looked at the passionate people and could only smile wryly.

At this moment, a burst of music sounded!

At the end of the avenue, red silk was flying, and a group of knights came towards them, with the same expression, the same light armor, and the same pace, all coming together, with a solemn and awe-inspiring momentum!

When the luxurious bridegroom came into view, the crowd suddenly fell silent, and the next moment their shouts shook the sky!

Qin Chonghua sat on the white horse of Shen Jun, with a fairy-like appearance, revealing a deserted look.His indifferent eyes were like a dark pool.

The crowd was passionate, throwing flowers and screaming.Hundreds of flowers danced and whirled on the avenue for a while, and the spring breeze was like a beautiful woman's hand, gently stroking the land.

The breeze raised the curtain of the bride's sedan chair, and many people saw that the bride was not seen in the gorgeous eight-carrying sedan chair, but only a young girl with a sketch of a picture smiling sweetly, with a pair of dimples on her lips as sweet as honey.

Whispering is spreading like a plague!

The spring rain protrudes like a cow's hair like a silk thread.The smog is hazy, and the petals are floating like sprinkles, like rain.

No one saw, at the end of the triumphal avenue, there was a young girl with icy muscles and bones, and a beautiful face.

She stood in the middle of the road, watching the welcoming procession slowly approaching with a calm expression.

The fanatical people around her seemed to have nothing to do with her, and amidst thousands of flowers fluttering, the distance between the welcoming team and her gradually narrowed...

Red is the main color of the world.

And Qianyin quietly greeted the man on horseback, waiting for him to come slowly.

The spring breeze tugged at his bright red wedding gown, and his long black hair lay quietly on his shoulders.He looked up to the sky, seeming to smile, and the attendant beside him handed him a red paper umbrella the moment he looked away. [

The next moment, under the eyes of everyone, he got off his horse.

So people are confused.

But after the surprise, the knights landed one after another, standing respectfully on both sides of the road.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the celestial Eighth Prince, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and walked to the end of the avenue with a warm smile.

He stretched out his hand and said with a light smile, "You're here."

Qian Yin stretched out her hand and put it into his slender palm in a daze. For the first time in hundreds of years, she felt the long-lost body temperature and the long-lost familiar palm again.

Everyone saw a suet jade-like slender hand fall into Chonghua's hand, and then a long sleeve of moonlight, under the drizzle, finally revealing a figure full of brilliance.

This is a beautiful woman!

Everyone was amazed or sighed, or fearful or afraid.While they were still guessing whether this woman was a fairy or a demon, Chonghua and Qianyin had already disappeared at the end of the prosperity!

Where the flowers fly, misty rain is hazy.

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Please look forward to the sweet episode and see the happy (sexual) life of Master and Xiaoqianyin! ! !Ho ho! ! !