waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 453
Chapter 460 Bridal Chamber

An Ran lowered her head, looking at the road under her feet, even though Qing Cang is the person she is holding on her left hand, she still has an unreal feeling of stepping on a cloud in a daze.

Today she is really going to marry someone, the king of Ziyun, the one she loves.

Thinking of this, the tension in my heart relaxed a little.

Then An Ran was led by Qing Cang to step up the steps step by step, as if she had reached a very high place, and turned around.

I heard voices calling for respect
"Long live my emperor, long live long live, long live the emperor, a thousand years, a thousand years, and a thousand years, congratulations to your Majesty for marrying the empress!"

An Ran passed through a gap and spotted from below. Under the hundred steps, the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs was kneeling on the ground.

Now is probably the time to worship.

It's just because of Jimo Qingcang's identity, and there is no one with the surname of Jimo except him, who can have such a big face to accept their visit? !

What they worshiped was something only heaven and earth could bear.

The host was Prime Minister Zhichen, dressed in milky white robes, with festive colors on top of the fragmentary decorations.

Zhichen looked at the approaching person, even though his eyes were sharp, there was a smile on his face, and his voice was gentle and full of vitality.

"worship hall"

"Bai Tian Di"

An Ran was hugged by Qing Cang, afraid that she would accidentally fall down.

This place is called the altar of worship.

It is the most mysterious and sacred place in the palace.

After a set of procedures was completed, An Ran's head was crushed and hurt.

You must know that the thing on her head is not only beautiful, but also made of pure gold, which is really heavy.

Carrying something weighing more than ten kilograms, she struggled for most of the day.

It was only then that she was supported by the maid and sent into the bridal chamber.

An Ran was seated beside the bed, and the light red candlelight came into An Ran's line of sight through the lower part of the head cover.

The maid stood still on both sides and did not move any more.

An Ran licked the corners of her lips thirsty, and said

"Wait outside your door"

The maid heard An Ran's order, saluted, and said respectfully

"Yes, Empress."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he stepped out of the door, and the door was closed.

An Ran waited for a while to confirm, and then left.

He lifted his head cover and looked around.

An Ran used to live here, it was Longxuan Hall, the residence of Jimo Qingcang.

It's just that the dark color was the main tone, and all the places in the majestic Longxuan Hall, which looked heavy and majestic, were rendered red.

Even the rosewood bed that An Ran sat on was replaced with red sheets and brocade quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks.

A smile flashed in An Ran's eyes.

Standing up, she walked towards the square table beside her. The red candles of dragon and phoenix had already begun to burn, and there were wedding cakes, peanuts, and red dates on the table.

Some loose foods that represent auspiciousness and early birth of a precious child.

There is also a jug of sake, and two small and exquisite jade cups.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed two red dates, just about to stuff them into his mouth to satisfy his hunger, when the door was pushed open.

The jujube in An Ran's hand is neither in his mouth nor in his mouth.

Turning around, she suddenly looked into those black eyes.

The originally calm eyes were turning violent waves at a speed visible to An Ran's naked eyes.

An Ran parted her lips,

"You are here"

This time Qing Cang was wearing a red wedding gown, which was embroidered with the pattern of double dragons playing with pearls with gold thread.

It actually melted the indifference all over his body, and he no longer looked alienated.

The door was closed again, but there was one more person besides An Ran in Longxuan Hall.

The cold air seemed to be filled with ambiguity and a sharply rising warmth along with the people who came.

The man's tall figure was getting closer and closer to An Ran, and An Ran's face was stained crimson for some reason.

Swallow saliva, Nuo Nuo said
"The phoenix crown on the top of the head is really too heavy."

Qing Cang pursed his lips,

"kindness"

When the voice fell, the big hands with well-defined knuckles had already started to remove the phoenix crown. Due to the complicated process, it took a long time to dismantle it and placed it beside the square table.

An Ran felt better now, and her neck felt relaxed.

The wine jug on the side was picked up by the person beside him and poured two glasses of wine.

In front of An Ran, there was an extra glass of fine wine exuding the aroma of wine

"Brew a glass of wine"

The voice is indifferent, but if you listen carefully, you can hear something faintly emanating from the voice.

An Ran took it, blinked, and looked at the man
"I, I... O"

She wanted to ask about this sudden marriage

It's just that under this scarlet atmosphere, all thoughts were completely wiped out.

The fine wine in this cup has just entered An Ran's mouth.

That tall figure suddenly bullied him.

The body seemed to have acquired spontaneity, moving toward the tall figure.

After a long time, let go.

Then I heard that indifferent voice sound again,

"Entry into the bridal chamber"

An Ran subconsciously looked at those black eyes, and this time, she finally saw clearly the surging waves protruding from the bottom of her eyes.

That is affection, desire, and the meaning of possessing with aggression.

Before she could react, she was hugged by the waist, and An Ran was startled.

Stepping towards the bed where the beautiful mandarin duck quilt is placed.

The hanging corner of the red dress dragged on the ground.

With ambiguity, lingering.

The candlelight flickered faintly, as if they already knew what was going to happen next.

An Ran couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and said

"Right now, it's not dark yet"

Don't you have to wait until night to enter the bridal chamber?
Then An Ran was placed on the big bed, Qing Cang's hard chest pressed against it, and his lips touched again, but the movements were faster than Meng Lang just now.

(End of this chapter)