Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 471
The arms and legs of the little bronze figurine can shake and make different postures. Lu's face was hot, and he put the bronze figurine and the erotic picture on the table, and left in a hurry. God, she really doesn't care about such things. If you know how to teach your daughter, let Nanping Wang come.

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, she wanted to listen to the ancient version of sex education, but it was over so soon?
After waiting for an hour, just when she was about to fall asleep, Nanny Li came in. Mo Bing and Mo Xiang helped wash up, and found a set of soft pure white satin underwear.

"Miss……"

When Mo Xiang saw the little bronze figurine on the table, she was so shy that she almost got under the table. Her face was hot, so she wrapped it up and put it next to Mo Yan's pillow.

"Well, I fell asleep after researching."

Mo Yan waved his hand to dismiss the maids.

The erotic pictures are fairly clear, the intercourse parts are enlarged, but the painting style is not very good, the men and women have no expressions, like wooden figures, which are far worse than the big brother's collection.

The bronze figure was pretty good, Mo Yan fiddled with it for a while, thinking that she would keep her eyes open until dawn, but she quickly fell asleep and had no dreams all night.

It was not dawn, and the courtyard was noisy, the housemaids mainly gathered in Mo Yan's courtyard, Mo Bing and Mo Xiang had already got up, waiting for the nuns from the palace to put on makeup for their young lady.

Mo Yan's brain was red and white, and she was first pushed out to hold a funeral ceremony. She only remembered that many wives and ladies from official families came, and many of them were familiar faces.

Afterwards, two nuns came to the palace. After washing her, they changed into fiery red wedding dresses. The wreath on her head was custom-made according to the rank of the princess, and she was heavily decorated with her head.

The most unbearable thing was twisting the hair on her face with a thin thread. Her face was ruddy, covered with pale makeup and red lips, like a troupe singer.

"Yanyan, it's so beautiful!"

Lu Rong and Wei Zixian were accompanied in the boudoir, and they praised in unison. Lu Rong remembered a poem she heard, "The delicate face is rosy, and the lips are crimson and fat."

"One comb to the head, two combs to the tail, three combs to white hair and eyebrows."

The nanny in the palace acted as the congratulatory wife and helped Mo Yan comb her hair. Her hair was black and smooth without split ends, and the combing process was completed smoothly.

"Okay, the auspicious time is coming soon, the prince will come to pick him up on horseback in a while, how about the hijab?"

The Lu family smiled, and she was reluctant to give up, but the girl would always marry when she grows up. The King of Nanping's affection for Yanyan was beyond doubt, and it was not a distant marriage. The Lu family quickly ignored the sadness.

"Mother, we want to say a few words to Yanyan."

Mo Qingyu hurried over from Dawu last night, because it was too late, Mo Yan had already rested, so he had to wait until now.

"Second brother, you're back!"

Surprise flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and he waved his hand, asking everyone to wait outside the door for a while.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry, the second brother came back late, but fortunately, it's a good day."

Haven't seen each other for half a year, Mo Qingyu is thinner than before, his chin is full of green stubble, and his eyes are deeply tired, he raised his hand in relief, wanting to touch Mo Yan's head, seeing the bruise on her head Huaguan smiled helplessly, "You girl, you have grown up so quickly, originally the second brother wanted to take you to Changpingfang after he finished his work."

About three years ago, Mo Qingyu took Mo Yan over the wall to wander around Changpingfang. He left his sister behind because of something, and now he is still bitter about it, and has always wanted to find a chance to make amends.

"Second brother, what you say is what you say, and it's the same when I get married."

After she got married, she was the Princess of Nanping, also the daughter of the Mo family, and the second elder brother was still the second elder brother, nothing changed.

"How can it be the same? My sister is the princess of Nanping. In the future, my brother will give you a big gift when he sees you!"

Mo Qingyu joked a few words. Seeing his eldest brother Mo Qingfeng waiting at the side, he shrank his neck and took out a gift box from his chest. Inside was a set of hairpin rings in the shape of water drops. He bought them from Dawu. set.

Mo Yan held it tightly in her hand, and suddenly felt so reluctant to part with this family. She seemed to marry too early.

"Don't be afraid, Yan Yan, if the prince dares to bully you in the future..."

Mo Qingfeng patted his chest, wanting to say a few bold words, in his heart, Mo Yan was still the little girl who ran behind his ass back then.

"How about you?"

Mo Yan curled her lips, she was very interested in this.

"This one……"

If it was someone else who dared to bully his own sister, then Hai Bian would definitely give him a hard time, but the other party was the King of Nanping, Mo Qingyu touched his nose, he seemed unable to beat him.

Not as good in status, not as good in martial arts, and even more incomparable in terms of money, Mo Qingyu rolled her eyes, and immediately had an idea in her eyes, "What else can I do? If he dares to bully you, Second Brother will sell him!"

Don't forget, the majestic Da Viet Emperor signed a 50-year contract of prostitution for his sister, and the people of Da Viet testified.

"Son said..."

Mo Qingfeng waited at the side, clasped his hands behind his back, shook his head and said a few words, Mo Qingyu immediately trembled twice, "Yanyan, Second Brother is going outside to see off the relatives."

How did you forget about Big Brother?If Mo Qingfeng was allowed to nag, it would not be over for a while, and it might delay a good time.

"Brother, sister Ying likes to be straightforward."

When Mo Yan saw that Mo Qingfeng was about to start his son's day again, she put one hand on her forehead, she was afraid that she would faint in the sedan chair after hearing it.

Mo Qingfeng swallowed back the original words with a troubled expression on his face. After a brief moment of stupefaction, he took out a cloth bag from his arms and stuffed it into Mo Yan's hand, "Take it."

Said, strode out the door.

On the streets of Kyoto, people stood on both sides to watch. The dowry carriage had to go around the capital for a circle. The first dowry was almost to the west of the city, and the last dowry had just left.

"Master Mo is upright and upright, and cannot afford the dowry. Half of it is a reward from the emperor, and there is also a betrothal gift from the palace."

"Really, there are so many, they must all be treasures!"

The common people talked a lot, and some of them climbed to the roofs and trees to watch, just to see further, and the policemen of Jingzhaoyin Yamen were on the street to maintain order.

"I'll see the King of Nanping in a while, I really want to know what the prince looks like in a wedding dress!"

There is envy in the eyes of the girls, if they can have a handsome and devoted husband in their whole life, they are willing to live 20 years less.

The dowry team circled around and headed straight to the Nanping Palace. Steward Feng ordered his servants to arrange for the dowry to be sent to the warehouse.

In folk weddings, there is a procedure of showing the dowry. The bride shows the dowry to the groom’s relatives and friends, but no one dares to come to the Nanping Palace to find discomfort, so this procedure is omitted.

Wan Teng Yuling was riding a tall black horse and wearing a bright red wedding dress. He didn't like to be watched by everyone, and this arrangement was just for ostentation. He wanted to give her the most grand meeting and be blessed by the people .

(End of this chapter)