Love in Xuancheng

"This is not our wedding dress and crown. Where did you get it in such a short time?" Shen Xingyue was shocked. At first glance, the workmanship of this golden crown is not ordinary, and ordinary craftsmen can't do it. It's like clothes, thin as cicada wings, warm tentacles, and exquisite embroidery. The embroidered objects are like living creatures, lifelike, and can be imagined that they are not vulgar. These things can never be made in such a short time. They must be ready early in the morning, but how did he know I would propose to marry again?

"Prepared early!" Feng moye answered while helping her dress, as if these things were as simple as preparing breakfast.

"Do you know that I will propose to get married again?" Shen Xingyue stared at her and looked incredible.

"Straighten her arms." Feng moye lifted her arms and said softly and calmly, "I don't know."

hear nothing of? Is he going to marry a concubine? Shen Xingyue frowned and muttered in her heart. The bright eyes took some examination and stared at the wind.

Feng moye straightened up, picked up her chin and asked, "is this king so beautiful?"

Shen Xingyue didn't bother to pay attention to him. She turned her head and earned his claws. She stared at him angrily without making a sound. I always feel that it's uncomfortable to wear this suit on my body, and it's uncomfortable everywhere.

Feng moye stretched out his hands, held the awkward little face and said to her seriously: "this wedding dress is specially made for yue'er by our king. Even if yue'er doesn't propose to marry again, our king will ask yue'er for marriage at an appropriate time."

"At the right time?" Shen Xingyue wondered.

"Well, when yue'er really wants to be with the king." Feng moye stared at Shen Xingyue's eyes without blinking.

"Really confident!" Shen Xing gave him a white look and turned away from him. This man is really narcissistic and arrogant all the time!

Feng moye gave a faint "eh!" and continued to help her.

They were tired of tossing and turning for a long time, and finally came out of the inner room at the beginning of the hour. Time is mainly delayed when Shen Xingyue helps Feng moye change clothes and hair. Where can she do these things? It was only reluctantly completed under the patient guidance of Feng moye.

The snow in the courtyard has been cleaned up, and even the snow on the roof can't see any trace. Looking around, there are red silk ribbons and lanterns everywhere in the courtyard, and the whole Lingshan garden is filled with festivity.

Shen Xingyue was carried out of the house by Feng moye. Housekeeper Zhou waited respectfully in the hospital with a group of servants. When they came out, all of them knelt down and saluted, shouting in unison, "I wish the master happiness and happiness, hand in hand!"

Feng moye slightly hooked his lips and said "no gift!" without looking at housekeeper Zhou and the others, he went straight to the main hall with Shen Xingyue in his arms.

"Obviously, I want to laugh, but I'm wearing a dead man's face. Are you tired? Laugh if you want to laugh, and no one laughs at you!" Shen Xingyue whispered teasingly.

"Isn't this a joke?" Feng moye looked down at her and asked.

It was really embarrassing to be directly exposed. "How can I laugh at you? It's clearly a suggestion to make the Lord laugh if he wants to laugh. Don't bear it." Shen Xingyue tried to argue and couldn't admit it.

"Oh? Really?" Feng moye smiled. A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes were stained with a smile, which was more charming and provocative. He couldn't get back to God in the middle of the moon.

The main hall is a main hall facing the gate of Lingshan bieyuan, called ningxiao hall. The gate is kilometers away from ningxiao hall. The red carpet is spread all the way from the door to the main hall. Guards in black and red belts are standing neatly on both sides.