The queen concubine please

Chapter 390 Marriage: Inexplicable panic in my heart
"Miss, you look much better when you smile."

Liu Liu boasted at the side, and quickly helped her pull her hair, while the other two held a set of bright red wedding clothes with both hands, and said with a smile: "Now I should be called Wangfei, the prince has prepared this suit for a long time. Woolen cloth."

Ling Feishuang looked at her rouged cheeks in the mirror, she was no longer as pale as in the morning, let them help her change her clothes, and her heart was full of happiness.

I didn't have the chance to get married in my previous life, but this life is right in front of me, it feels so unreal.

Situ Mo said that the wind is the character of the rain. The queen mother and the emperor had just refuted his idea of ​​holding a big wedding, and he immediately ordered the housekeeper and his hands to set up the auditorium in his own mansion.

He didn't inform the outside world, he just couldn't wait to marry her.

But at night, if she actually appeared in Prince Mo's mansion, she didn't know where she got the news. Later, seeing her wink at Wuqing, Situ Mo understood.

Of course he would not blame his subordinates, Ruge was on his side, he naturally understood.

Amidst the booing, Xi Niang, who was invited from outside, helped Ling Feishuang into the lobby, and Ruge walked over immediately, then helped her, and whispered in her ear: "Second Huangsao, congratulations."

Ling Feishuang nodded inaudibly, with a red hijab covering her head, she could hardly see the way, and some images suddenly flashed in her mind.

Once, when she was in Li Meijiao, she also wore such clothes, but the groom at that time was Hualuo.

She still can't understand until now, what is going on?

An inexplicable unease flashed across her heart, and she even had the urge to lift the hijab, until someone picked up the other end of the red silk, and she stood numbly in the center of the lobby.

There were cheers all around, some of which she was even familiar with, and they were all from Prince Mo's residence.

He should feel at ease, but he still wanted to confirm, and amidst the congratulations of the crowd, he softly called out: "Mo?"

She wanted to make sure, was it him?
The sudden panic in her heart couldn't dissipate, and she felt a little uncomfortable because of the depression.

"I'm here, Shuang'er, what's wrong with you?"

Her hand was held immediately, warm and familiar. Ling Feishuang felt relieved, but she still stretched out her finger to touch the red hijab, and asked, "I want to uncover this."

(End of this chapter)