Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

On the day of Nafei ceremony, in the capital of Southern Xinjiang, red lanterns were hung high in the palace. It was just a day after the ceremony, and people in the palace began to decorate.

Outside the capital, there are also lanterns and decorations, and the whole world celebrates.

The colored glass lamps in the house are bright and transparent. Nangong Beibei sits in front of the bronze mirror. She has already changed into a red dress. Unlike the clothes of the Central Plains, the wedding dress is extremely beautiful.

This is the third time that she has put on her red wedding dress here, but the person she wants to marry is not the one she wants to marry. Therefore, when the palace people dress her up.

Nangong Beibei means to be drunk, not drunk.

Therefore, when the palace people set up the hair temples for her, the decoration should be light and bright, saying "girl, you are so beautiful." At that time, there was no waves in Nangong Beibei's eyes.

Southern Xinjiang is not like the Central Plains, so there is no red cap. In time, with the help of the palace people, she walked out of the palace step by step and got on the car.

The procedure is completely different, they first want to worship heaven, under the leadership of LAN mu, step by step up the steps.

Blue Mu tightly held her hand, palm generous warmth, the bottom of the eyes with the warmest smile: "can also be used to? It will be very tired, but at night, you can have a good rest. "

This sentence, slowly Shun into Nangong Beibei's cochlea inside, if the other party changed into a cold wind, Nangong Beibei will not have the slightest hesitation.

The answer is "yes", but he is Lan mu, not Lengfeng.

Nangong Beibei replaced everything with smile and silence.

After a long walk, the high priest of Southern Xinjiang kept chanting in his mouth. Finally, he said in a deep voice, "kneel down."

"Follow me." Blue Mu took Nangong Beibei's hand, knelt on the futon together, facing the sacrificial tripod, palm up, devout action.

Although Nangong Beibei didn't take the wedding seriously, Nangong Beibei was still very serious about the sacrificial ceremony. Those ghosts and gods would rather believe in their existence than none.

She also hopes that their escape plan after tonight will succeed.

"Bye"

The high priest's words rang again, and LAN Mu began to kowtow. Nangong Beibei did not dare to neglect him.

After several times in a row, the ceremony ended. This time, they went down the steps, got on the Luan chariot, and drove towards the palace, which is similar to that in the TV series.

The male emperor took the female leader's hand and went up from the bottom to the top step by step. However, facing such a multi-level ladder, Nangong Beibei still had some difficulty.

"Why, tired?" Blue Mu gently smile, eyes, but it is the warmest color, but particularly charming, a handsome face, particularly dazzling.

From the moment Nangong Beibei appeared in red in front of him, Lanmu did not take back the sight of Nangong Beibei. He was so excited that Pengbai.

There are too many headdresses on the head, so it's hard to do the action. Nangong Beibei had to say faintly: "no, let's hurry up and finish the etiquette."

LAN Mu didn't go back to Nangong Beibei. Instead, she took her hand and went up the steps step by step. Then, she stood at the top and looked at the court minister's door under the steps.

LAN Mu even lifted Nangong Beibei's hand, and then the ministers were carrying their luggage, "long live the Lord of the Kingdom, long live the concubine of the moon."

"..." it's the first time for Nangong Beibei to get kneeling worship from so many people and make such complicated things.

But in this life, I don't want to do it again!

"No gift, flat body." After LAN Mu said this, the ministers under the stairs were able to stand up.

This is not good.

Later, Nangong Beibei only felt that her body was not her own. The etiquette was very complicated. She couldn't remember where it was.

Finally, the palace people helped her back to the palace. As soon as she got back to the palace, Nangong Beibei couldn't wait to take off her coat and pull out her headdress.

However, it was in exchange for the palace people's stop and Persuasion: "Niang Niang, these can only be taken down after the Lord comes. You are..."

"When he comes, I'll be dead tired. OK, you can go out." Nangong Beibei waved his hand and motioned the palace people to go out.

Even if LAN mu can blame, what can he do?

In a word, she is going to leave this evening. It's just the last night. There's no need to listen to LAN mu. What's more, she still wants to take it later.

It doesn't matter if you pick it up early or late!

However, when Lamu pushed the door to enter the palace, he was surprised to see that Nangong Beibei had only the inner clothes left and all the headgear had been taken off. At the same time, he was also a little annoyed.

"Now that they have become concubines, we should abide by the rules of the harem." Blue Mu eyes fall on the body of Nangong Beibei, but it is some cold and fierce.

Nangong Beibei didn't like it, but said with a smile: "before he wanted to take me as his concubine, the Lord of the Kingdom already knew my temperament. Since he knew, he married me. I don't think the Lord of the kingdom would care about these complicated etiquette."

"... but this is southern Xinjiang, not the Central Plains. You should abide by what you should abide by Listening to Nangong Beibei's words, LAN Mu finally slowed down his tone.

After all, it was he who forced Nangong Beibei, and she should have resentment in her heart.

"Well." Nangong Beibei gently responded to the voice, got up from the bed, picked up the wine on the table, poured two cups, and handed one to LAN mu. She flattered her eyes with a smile and said, "today is the wedding night. Whether it's in southern Xinjiang or central China, joyous wine is inevitable."

Blue Mu took over, and Nangong Beibei hands intertwined, the wine to the lips, want to drink, but stopped action, eyes across a trace of coldness, ruthlessly staring at Nangong Beibei: "love imperial concubine, this wine inside, afraid is something?"

The glass of wine fell to the ground in an instant. LAN Mu turned around and had already locked Nangong Beibei in her arms. As soon as she picked her fingertips, her inner garment had been untied, revealing her red belly pocket. Her white skin was visible, and her three thousand ink silk was light, which was very bewitching.

"It's the wine of Acacia. What else can there be?" Now that he has been found, Nangong Beibei can't admit that he was killed.

And in the gap of this speech, Nangong Beibei is gathering strength in the palm, ready to split toward Lanmu, but is pressed on the table by Lanmu!