The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

338 The Big Wedding 1
Afterwards, they hid themselves in a corner of the alley and ate the same sesame cake.

When they returned to the palace, Lian Wang and his wife looked at her bright red hibiscus face and her pair of spring eyes, and had no choice but to swallow the words of reproach.

"No wonder everyone says that female college students are not allowed to stay." Princess Lian thumped her husband's shoulder bitterly.

King Lian sighed in pain: "Ma'am, that's the emperor."

I want to stay, but I can't.

On the ninth day of Ji Chunnian, the dragon and the phoenix are auspicious, and the city is full of flowers.

At Yinshi, the nuns in the palace rushed to the palace.

Waiting for her to bathe, change clothes, and dress up, seven or eight palace people were busy walking around.

The morning light was slightly dew, sprinkled into the house, the red phoenix robe was propped on the screen, and the golden embroidery thread shone with dazzling brilliance.

"Princess, after using up this bowl of lotus seed soup, the servants have served you lip balm, so you can no longer eat today." The palace people bowed respectfully, and retreated first, leaving her to rest alone for a while.

To feed herself a little, she took out a small box from the cabinet, sat on the side of the couch and opened it.

The uncle's family arrived in the capital a few days ago and prepared a cart full of dowry for her.

My aunt said that although she is now the righteous daughter of Prince Lian, she is also a girl of the Liu family, and she has a small courtesy, but there is nothing less that should be prepared.

In this life, she has a double share of the family affection that she never enjoyed in her previous life.

Afterwards, my aunt solemnly explained: "Well, we'll see it on the wedding day."

With curiosity, she took out a blue booklet from the box, and in an instant, she seemed to understand something.

After flipping through a few pages in a hurry, sure enough...these are all common gestures.

knock knock!

"Chaoyan, is it convenient to come in?" Princess Lian's voice sounded from outside the room.

Throw it back with a snap, close the lid, and the action is done in one go.

"Mother-in-law." She stood by the door, raised her hand to tuck the broken hair behind her ears to conceal her reddish cheeks.

Princess Lian dragged her into the room, and handed her a flat object, which was tightly wrapped in brocade cloth.

"There are several types of this picture. Most of the ones that are circulated among the people are blue booklets. The ones given to you by your adoptive mother are the fine editions. The explanations are more detailed and the descriptions are more... detailed. Chaoyan, take a look while you have time. I really don't understand..."

Princess Lian frowned in embarrassment, hesitated and said again and again: "Your Majesty, you should understand, hey, anyway, when the time comes, you just lie down..."

"Cough, stepmother..."

Really needless to say, the one in the palace understands it better now!
The last time they got married, Mrs. Su didn't say anything, and she didn't know anything at all, so that at night... she cried terribly, which frightened him.

I still remember that he comforted her and asked repeatedly with a helpless face: "Does it really... hurt?"

"Bleeding." She said tearfully. "I'm going to die."

He was speechless and asked the sky.

Thus, His Royal Highness spent his long night of festivities amidst sobbing.

"Chaoyan, Chaoyan?" Princess Lian looked at her strange thoughtful expression, thought she was afraid, so she patted her tender little hands, "Don't be nervous..."

"Princess, the auspicious time has come, and the phoenix has stopped at the gate of the mansion!" The palace maid eagerly reported.

Suddenly, the room became noisy again.

The luxurious phoenix robe is added to the body, and its folds are like the light of snow and moon, flowing lightly on the ground.

Meng Huai put on the nine-dragon and nine-phoenix glazed beaded crown for her, and exclaimed: "Miss is so beautiful today."

The home of the daughter of the lover who is waiting to be married exudes joy from the inside to the outside, which is a kind of good look that cannot be painted with rouge.

The thick bead chain blocked her view, and with the support of the maid, she stepped onto the tall phoenix.

(End of this chapter)