Love in Xuancheng

After a while, a middle-aged man in Imperial clothes ran out. He ran to the front of the team, turned and raised his right hand to signal the team to stop.

Master of ceremonies? Shen Xingyue recognized him. The NPC came to the house to find Shen Hao before marriage. Shen Xingyue and Mrs. Shen happened to be there.

"Your Highness the king of Jin, please hold the princess to the altar to show your determination to help each other!" the angry voice of the ceremony master floated in the mountains.

Everyone was surprised! When did you change the rules? Why don't we know? They began to look at each other and exchange blank eyes of "you know? I don't know! I don't know!".

All said he didn't know, so only he knew? The people's questioning eyes turned to the ceremony Department master. The ceremony Department master was seen by the people and looked at the king of Jin for help.

Who is qualified to enter here is stupid. People follow the Emcee's eyes, king of Jin! Everyone knew and immediately returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, these abnormal actions are just a moment's effort.

Shen Xingyue fell back when she heard that the center of gravity of Lei Di was unstable. Feng moye took a quick step forward and held Shen Xingyue up.

Shen Xingyue suddenly felt that the rule didn't seem so bad again. It was still a little human. Thinking of this, her mood became clear instantly. As soon as she relaxed, the pain on her bare feet hit her immediately. The pain made her tears spin in her eyes, clenched her teeth, found a comfortable posture, buried her face in Feng moye's arms and closed her eyes.

She was afraid that if she accidentally shed tears in public or was found to be abnormal by shiyijian, she would be humiliated and thrown to her ancestors! The name of waste will sit firmly! Walking all the way can hurt your feet. If you say it's not a waste, you don't believe it!

Feng moye's arms were warm and comfortable. The bumpy dirt road didn't have any impact on him. He walked very smoothly. He couldn't feel the bumps when lying in his arms. Shen Xingyue went to sleep unconsciously after thinking for a while. He may be too tired or numb.

I don't know how long time has passed. Shen Xingyue suddenly feels a little cold. She seems to have left the warm embrace. She seems to have been put on the bed. Before she can open her eyes, she hears a familiar voice.

"Guard your young lady, if she dares to lift the veil by herself, you will choose a way to die!" Feng moye said coldly to Caiyu.

"The wind is evil!" Shen Xingyue slowly opened her eyes and shouted hurriedly when she saw the wind that was going out.

Feng moye turned and looked at Shen Xingyue. "The princess is awake?" his voice could not hear joy and anger.

"Well - how long have I slept?" in fact, she wanted to ask where the wedding was going, but it seemed to be too straightforward.

"Just wait for the princess to have a rest and worship the king." Feng moye's face was expressionless and his voice was light without a trace of fluctuation. He was like a programmed robot without a trace of emotion.

"Didn't sacrifice, didn't visit the city, didn't enter the palace and directly returned to the palace?" Shen Xingyue felt incredible. How can Royal etiquette be reduced? If you don't, Amitabha! Can't something happen? Don't mess with yourself again? She stared at Feng moye standing at the door with a dead man's face. Shen Xingyue had no bottom in her heart.

Some people said they could apply the right medicine to the case, but that didn't mean how to do it?

"The same decline has been done." Feng moye still has that virtue.

"Ah? You alone?" Shen Xingyue's heart pounded. It was over. The wedding fell asleep and let the king Gao Leng sing a monologue by himself. It was really over! Eh? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no? You can wake me up when you fall asleep. Why don't you wake me up? intended! It must have been intentional! Hey! No, you did it on purpose. What are you angry with? Shouldn't I be angry? Shen Xingyue looked at Feng moye and twisted her eyebrows.