Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Tianluo put on her red hood, feeling a little nervous, and stepped on the red carpet to the outside hall with the support of two matchmakers.

The hall was already full of people, all of them were filled with joy. Sitting on the grand master's chair in the middle was the ancestor of Fan Xinghe. At this moment, he changed into a purple-red joyful robe to make him look younger He Junmei, he is the only blood relative of both parties in this wedding.

The huge dragon and phoenix candles behind him were burning high, illuminating the big red happy characters bright red and festive.

The handsome and handsome Mo Xingchen, who was dressed as a groom, stood on the left hand side of the lobby. He looked at Fan Tianluo with affectionate eyes and was supported by two matchmakers. Everyone immediately cheered and applauded.

Mo Xingchen handed Fan Tianluo a red ribbon in his hand, and the two officially started worshiping.

Tonight's master of ceremonies is still the Eighth Prince, but he has a smile on his face. It is the honor of the Eighth Prince's House to be able to do things for the State Teacher.

The first bow to heaven and earth, the second bow to the high hall, husband and wife worship each other, the wedding ceremony was carried out according to the most traditional ceremony, both Mo Xingchen and Fan Tianluo were very moved in their hearts. After experiencing countless ups and downs, they finally became husband and wife. No more regrets.

After the worship, there was a banquet. Fantianluo was directly sent to the new house prepared by the palace, but this was only for outsiders to see. Fantianluo had already put the palace that Fan Xinghe gave them into the silver cup, and placed it in a place far away from other people. The place far away from the people's yard became a small world for the two of them.

Mo Xingchen stayed to drink, and Mu Yu and Xiao Jin became bartenders. Mu Yu rushed to drink all kinds of wine, and soon became the first to get drunk. Resting in the backyard, Ning Binglian and Zhuoye volunteered to stay and look after him.

Mo Xingchen, Fan Tianluo's groom, aroused many people's curiosity because of his sudden appearance, so the wine was not over until midnight amidst endless inquiries and toasts. The eight princes were so drunk that they lay on the ground talking nonsense.

Fan Xinghe saw that it was too late, and said to the handsome Mo Xingchen, who was blushing: "Xingchen, the old man gave Xiaoluo to you, you have to take good care of her, and also, you must find Linglongxin, don't let her Be sad again."

Mo Xingchen nodded firmly and said: "Old Ancestor, don't worry, I will treat Xiaoluo well and find Linglongxin."

Fan Xinghe nodded and left, telling him to go back to his new house early.

When Mo Xingchen returned to the new house prepared by the palace, Fan Tianluo was naturally not in the room, only Xiao Jin and Xiao Qinglong were sitting together and talking.

"Boy Mo, this room is reserved for the king and Xiao Qingqing tonight. You can enter the silver cup. The little girl is waiting for you. Remember, men should be strong and let her know how powerful you are!" Xiao Jin was very cool. She told him honestly that Lu Qianqian's thought that a woman cares about her husband has seriously stimulated him, the Dragon King who has always been aloof.

Mo Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile, and the silver light quickly entered the silver cup with a flash.

"Dragon King, it's time for us to go to bed." Xiao Qinglong immediately hugged Xiao Jin very tenderly, Xiao Jin kissed her and said, "Of course, I want you to know how powerful I am, hehe." Then * Laughing wildly, he put the silver lamp on the stool by the bed, and rolled into the big bed with the charming little Qinglong in his arms.