Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 472
On the ninth day of May, the weather was fine.

Mo Yan was sitting in the boudoir, her dressing table was filled with fiery red roses, with morning dew on them, bright red, exuding an intoxicating aroma.

She likes roses, and Wan Qi Yuling kept it in her heart. In order to prepare these flowers on the wedding day, she asked a flower grower to cultivate them a few months in advance, just because she once joked that nine hundred and ninety-nine roses represent forever.

The hijab was covered, and Mo Yan could only look down at the red embroidered shoes under the skirt, which were decorated with two red gemstones. It can be said that her jewelry from head to toe is all high-quality goods, which are priceless. Mama whispered behind her back, saying that this attire was a bit more dignified than that of the empress in the palace.

It is the first time to marry someone in the past and present life. It is a lie to say that you are not nervous. Fortunately, you are married to the person you like, and the future is full of expectations.

Mo Yan has never expected marriage since she arrived in Dayue. She thought, maybe one day, like women in this era, they will serve a husband together, help each other out, teach their children, marry blindly and mutely, or be ordered by their parents, or by a matchmaker. A seat bound.

Meeting Wanqi Yuling, God really treated her kindly, Mo Yan clutched the embroidered handkerchief, her body trembling slightly from excitement.

"Miss, are you hungry?"

While Gong Nai was waiting at the door, Mo Xiang entered the door, stood beside Mo Yan and whispered authentically.

"Well, the prince hasn't come yet?"

On the day of the wedding, I suffered the most. I got up before dawn, and I haven't had a drop of water yet.

There is a custom in Da Viet that the bride on her wedding day should not drink too much water to avoid embarrassing urination on the road.

"It's not the auspicious time yet, just now Mo Qing went outside to inquire, and heard that the prince made a detour to pick up the bride."

Mo Qing described it. Today, the people in the capital stopped work collectively and came to watch. People only heard rumors that the King of Nanping was a beautiful man in Da Viet, but they had never seen him, and they were very curious.

The common people stood on both sides of the road, bustling with each other, tiptoeing and looking towards the middle of the road. Wan Qi Yuling looked straight ahead, riding in front of the convoy, followed by the Chuichuidada, playing joyful team.

He was dressed in a simple bright red wedding dress with no extra decorations. He stared straight ahead with an expressionless face, but familiar people could still capture joyful emotions deep in his eyes.

There were common people standing in the center of the street in front, and the crowds of spectators crowded the intersection, and the policemen were clearing the way, but these people didn't leave at all, and just rolled around on the spot.

Killing is not allowed on the day of the wedding, otherwise it will be regarded as unlucky. Seeing that the auspicious time is coming, the policemen are panicked and at a loss.

Seeing this situation, the people on both sides of the road whispered. They were not fools. It seemed that these people were organized and premeditated. They didn't know where they came from, and they gathered in one place.

Some people want to find happiness on the day of the big wedding, Wan Qi Yuling's eyes flashed coldly, this is his most important day, anyone who stands in the way and delays the auspicious time of the wedding should die.

Li De mixed with the music team, frowning, he doubted that these people were sent by Yuan Huanzhi to make trouble, after all, this is the behavior of a villain who is annoying.

Xia Mingxuan, the eldest son of Yongping Hou Mansion, stood in the crowd and sneered. He invited these people at a high price. Even if he lost his life, he would stop Wanqi Yuling. He wanted to see how the dignified uncle would solve it.

Xia Mingxuan clutched his chest, feeling a little pain in his heart. The Yongping Hou Mansion and the Mo family had already broken up and stood in opposing camps. In the past, for the sake of their relatives, the two mansions occasionally moved around, but now they are like enemies.

A few years later, Mo Yan became more and more beautiful as he imagined, her figure was bumpy, her cheeks faded away from the greenness of a girl, and she became more elegant like Qingshui Furong.

Xia Mingxuan often stood outside the gate of Mo's residence in a daze. Sometimes he had to wait for a few days in order to see Mo Yan. As long as he saw her frowning and smiling, he felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Why, two people are getting farther and farther?If there were no such filth, he would still be her cousin, even if you look at him from a distance.

Xia Mingxuan hated Wanqi Yuling, men always like to compare each other, but Wanqi Yuling made him feel that he was trampled into the dust and was worthless.

Marrying his cousin Mo Yan has been Xia Mingxuan's dream since he was a child. He can only marry her and not take concubines. Maybe he can do it, but there is a deed of selling his life that is shameful. He can't write it. After all, he can't match the King of Nanping.

"She must be in a hurry."

Wan Qi Yuling sighed, and got off the horse neatly.

There is still some distance from here to the Prime Minister's Mansion, so there must be no delay on the way, otherwise the auspicious time will definitely be delayed.

"Li De, you stay and deal with it, and this king will go ahead."

As Wan Teng Yuling said, she stepped on the heads of those troublemakers, jumped up and down, and disappeared in place.

The people rubbed their eyes, only to see the hem of the red clothes fluttering in the wind, and then quickly disappeared.

"Oh my God, it's amazing!"

It was the first time for the common people to see the legendary kung fu, and they started to follow Wanqi Yuling's direction to watch the fun.

Those hooligans who were rolling around in place almost peed their pants when they saw the black crowd. If they were trampled by the crowd, they would definitely turn into minced meat and die miserably.

Their rationality prevailed, they got up from the ground, and ran into the small alley. After the crowd passed by, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, their lives were more important than their money.

At the gate of the mansion, bursts of firecrackers sounded.

Most of the onlookers in front of the Mo Mansion were officials from the imperial court and their family members. Seeing King Nanping coming alone, landing from the sky, his eyes widened, he didn't realize for a long time, that the emperor's uncle is really different, he does not take an unusual path!

"The lord is here!"

In the crowd, someone shouted.

The servants of Mo's mansion huddled in one place, not daring to go forward, who would dare to stop the prince getting married?

"Close the door, what are you still doing! Block the door!"

Mo Zhongchen was so angry that he jumped his feet. This group of servants really needed to be punished. They were bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. When they saw King Nanping, they couldn't speak.

The gate of the prime minister's mansion was closed tightly, and Wanqi Yuling was stopped outside.

"Haha, my lord, you still have today. It's not so easy to marry a little girl."

Mo Zhongchen was very shy inside the door. Originally, he shouldn't have come because the door was blocked, but seeing the benefits of it, he still went forward cheekily and reprimanded the servants in order to give himself a step down.

The servant Mo Qing curled his lips, just now his master sent him to inquire about the situation, just waiting for this moment, such a good opportunity to make money, how could the master let it go?

"How can you open the door?"

Wan Qi Yuling calmed down, there was only one door between him and her, and soon, the two could meet.

For more than three months, he didn't know if she had changed. He was so in love, and he didn't want to wait for a moment.

"Of course it's poetry. The master said, "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island, a fair lady, a gentleman likes..."

(End of this chapter)