Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1856 Fu Yuejun is unique.

Lying in Jin Tingxiao's arms, Fu Yuejun held the fragrant marriage letter, and murmured: "Eternal peace and tranquility, I hope that after many years, we can still remember our original intention."

"I will never forget it." The man gently brushed the broken hair on the girl's forehead, and gently kissed her between the eyebrows. He was always so careful with her.

Red candles burn until dawn.

On the fifteenth day, the long street was covered with lanterns and lanterns, and the fireworks were lit up all night. In the middle of the night, the Fu family had already started to be lively, and the sound of beating gongs and drums sounded.

The sound of firecrackers was earth-shattering, waking up the entire Jiangling City.

At this time, Duan Siyan was still standing on the highest point of the Duan family. From this position, he could overlook half of Jiangling City. Hearing the loud sound of gongs and drums, the man couldn't help but frowned.

A deep and teasing voice suddenly sounded from behind: "The sound of gongs and drums can reach the Duan family. It seems that this grand wedding will definitely be empty."

Fujiwara Hao stood still beside Duan Siyan, and following his gaze, he could see the bright red lanterns that had not been extinguished all night, and the red carpet stretched along the long street to Fu's house.

From a distance, it looks like blood has coagulated.

For such a big wedding, Jin Tingxiao did put a lot of thought into it.

Baizhang is soft red, and the lights are red and brocade.

It's just that Duan Siyan will find it somewhat dazzling when he looks at it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fujiwara Hiroshi asked with a chuckle again: "Second Master Duan, aren't you soft-hearted?"

Duan Siyan's body stiffened for a moment, and he quickly smiled in relief and said, "There's nothing to be softhearted about, she doesn't belong to me, so it's naturally the best, but tonight, after all, is the night of blood marriage .”

There was a bit of bloodthirsty intent in the words.

"Although we are going to seize the land of Jingchu tonight, do you think Jin Tingxiao will really be defenseless?" Fujiwara Hao is not as open as Duan Siyan.

Duan Siyan's eyes fell on the Baizhang soft red, and he smiled lightly: "Jin Tingxiao has been preparing for this grand wedding for half a year. He will attack me at any time, but he will never choose this day."

He didn't take this matter to heart.

But how did Duan Siyan guess that Jin Tingxiao really did it on the day of his wedding.

"Be safe, of course it's the best." Hiroshi Fujiwara smiled faintly. Although he said this, he didn't place much hope on Duan Siyan, and he also prepared a way out for himself.

But if Duan Siyan loses this battle.

There is no retreat at all.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Hiroshi Fujiwara does not intend to remind Duan Siyan.

Duan Siyan squinted his eyes and watched this grand wedding. Although he felt uncomfortable and didn't want to ruin Fu Yuejun's wedding, this day was definitely an excellent time to do it.

He didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Sometimes Duan Siyan also wondered, if he could have met Fu Yuejun already, would this be their end, wouldn't it be like this?

But there is only one world in the world, but there can be many beauties.

That's it.

After winning the world, he can also find many people similar to her.

But how could Duan Siyan think that there is no one in this world who can be similar to Fu Yuejun.

Fu Yuejun is unique!

In ancient times, it was believed that dusk was an auspicious time, so the ceremony of marrying a wife was performed at dusk.

Because of this, Fu Yuejun didn't get up until it was almost midnight.

The servant girl led Xi Niang and pushed the door in. When she saw Fu Yuejun who had just woken up and stood in front of the window, she immediately bowed down and saluted respectfully with a smile: "Congratulations princess, happy wedding!"

(End of this chapter)