Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 1723 Big Marriage ([-], ask for a monthly pass)

Princess Changle of Yundu married the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, and the wedding was unprecedentedly grand.

The red makeup is ten li, the carriages are lined up from the streets of Yundu to the end of the street, and there are countless flowers on both sides of the fiery red carpet, competing to bloom. The crowds on the street are shoulder to shoulder, and they all stretch their necks and look excitedly at this grand wedding.

It was the first time that Su Changle was so nervous, sitting in the bridal sedan chair, her palms were slowly covered with sweat.

"Sister Changle, don't be nervous, Miyue is here to accompany you!" Miyue, who turned into a cat, lay quietly in Su Changle's arms, looking at Su Changle with shining cat eyes, and comforted her.

"Who said I was nervous, I was just curious."

"But you're just nervous, you scratched him a few times just now."

"It's all about curiosity!" Su Changle stared.

Mi Yue hurriedly held her head, "Yes, yes, it's just curiosity, Sister Changle is not a nervous person!"

Rong Beilan is the lord of the demon world, and Su Changle is the king of the underworld in addition to being the lord of Yundu County. The excitement of this wedding is enough to imagine.

In order to cause riots, Rong Beilan and Su Changle specially held banquets in the demon world and the underworld, and only a few representatives were allowed to come to Yundu to participate in the main banquet.

The main mansion of Yundu was full of people, Yun Han and Meng Zhumian were dressed festively and stood at the door to welcome the guests, and there was even a crowd of people beside them.

"I should have known that I had come earlier, I didn't see the battle with my own eyes, I hate it!" Toothless beat his chest and feet, every time he saw the scene in Dongling Yu's record beads, he wished to turn back time.

Tianheng scolded him unceremoniously: "If you were there, you would only add trouble to girl Changle."

"Smelly old man, this is my good great-granddaughter, give it back to me!" Su Qi gritted his teeth angrily as he looked at Meng Zhenguo, who was monopolizing Rong Wanwan.

"She's still my great-grandson, baby Wanwan, do you like Grandpa Zeng more?"

Rong Wanwan lay on Meng Zhenguo's shoulder, her pitiful eyes fell on Huangfu Xiu.

Huangfu Xiu felt extremely distressed immediately, and snatched Meng Zhenguo away from Meng Zhenguo's arms without changing his expression, "I'm hungry at Wanwan, my lord will take her to eat."

Seeing the baby who was forcibly run away, the two of them were taken aback for a moment, and then came back to their senses, "This brat is here to grab Wan Wan again, don't be afraid just because he is a mountain master!"

"Stinky old man, we must not let Wan Wan marry him!"

"Nonsense, then the ancestors will be fine that night when they are old."

Huangfu Xiu, who hadn't gone far, staggered on his feet, a rare loss of composure.

Marry him late...

Well, he doesn't seem to mind.

Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, everyone happily looked at the bridal sedan chair returning from the parade. In front of the bridal sedan chair was Rong Beilan, who was dressed in a groom's attire. It's a lot softer.

"The bride and groom are ready to worship the heavens and the earth!" The matchmaker twisted the waist of the bucket and laughed tremblingly.

Feeling the sedan chair fall to the ground, Su Changle became even more nervous, her arms holding Mi Yue kept tightening, Mi Yue was almost out of breath from being strangled, and she didn't dare to protest.

"Le'er, give me your hand." A gentle and magnetic male voice sounded from outside the door, and Su Changle hurriedly covered her head and put her hand in the big palm that came in.

His hands are always slightly cold, but Su Changle feels extremely warm and comfortable, as if as long as she has him, she has the whole world.

"Wow, this is the first time I see an adult wearing a bridal gown, it must be very beautiful." Standing behind the crowd, Hei Wuchang sighed.

Bai Wuchang stared at him speechlessly, "Otherwise, how many times do you want your lord to wear it?"

(End of this chapter)