Abducting the cute concubine: The Charm King spoils his wife too much

Chapter 112 The Wedding
"Don't you know about Prime Minister Zhuge's treason and collusion with the enemy? How could His Royal Highness marry a traitor's daughter?"

It's a pity that the court lady was so frightened by the sudden appearance of Yu Zhen'er that she fell to the ground with her full of curiosity.

Yu Zhen'er vented all her anger on the two innocent maids, and watched coldly as they slapped each other two hundred times, until the two delicate faces turned into pig heads that neither parents could recognize Finally, the two were released.

If she hadn't been living under someone else's fence, she would have pulled the two people's muscles and bones to make a whip. It was only two hundred slaps, which was too cheap for them.

"Niangniang, do you also know that Brother Liancheng is getting married today?" Yu Zhen'er questioned as soon as she stepped into Mengxiang Palace, forgetting about etiquette.

Concubine Xiang had just finished dressing up and was about to move to Prince Yue's mansion. Seeing Yu Zhen'er barging in, Dai's eyebrows frowned, and soon stretched out again, signaling the waiters around her to step back, before opening her mouth slowly. , the tone was quite helpless: "Zhen'er, I really like you, but Cheng'er must like you. Cheng'er has been vigorous and resolute in dealing with things since he was a child, and he doesn't listen to other people's opinions. If he is dissatisfied, it is his fault." It's useless for my father to force him, I wanted to hide it from you, but you still found out, anyway, you can go with me to watch the ceremony for your brother Liancheng."

The memory came to an abrupt end here, all eyes were full of red, red happy characters, red candles, red window grilles, and Di Moxuan's dazzling red robe, Yu Zhener's face was like a jujube, and she could no longer use anger in her heart. To describe it, she felt as if she had been pushed into a raging fire, which was about to burn her into ashes.

……

The auspicious time has passed for a stick of incense.

Everyone was staring at the front door covered with red happy characters, but only saw Di Moxuan stepping slowly in a red robe. He had the same appearance as before, but it made people feel that something was wrong. The subdued aura of a strong man, and the crimson robe fluttering without wind, made his knife-like face look like a demon or a fairy.

Wow~!

Because the bride did not show up, there was a commotion at the guest table, and the eyes of the big guys looking at Di Moxuan became strange.

"Aren't you coming?"

Di Moxuan didn't care about other people's eyes, and there was a faintly wry smile on the corner of his mouth, his voice was like a moving movement, filled with sadness, and he murmured to himself: "This is our third wedding, fairy Son, have you ever heard of the saying that things don’t last more than three times, it’s unlucky to go through three times, so come back soon, okay?”

"Huh, isn't that the concubine?" Hua Qiu was holding back her small face because of Zhuge Xiaoxian's sudden reluctance. When she raised her eyes, she suddenly found a sneaky figure behind the guest table, who looked very much like her concubine. Immediately shouted out joyfully.

Di Moxuan looked up following Huaqiu's gaze, and saw the red shadow hiding behind the crowd like a thief, and couldn't help but smile.

The phoenix crown on her head has long since disappeared, not even a pearl hairpin, and her wine-red hair is spread on her shoulders like seaweed. She looks so beautiful without any make-up, that people can't take their eyes off at a glance.

Fortunately, she was still wearing the wedding dress he personally made for her. Sure enough, this dress was only suitable for her, and it was so beautiful.

(End of this chapter)