Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 2357 Desert (59)

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  Although everyone likes Goddess, she doesn't.

   One by one, they pretended to be hypocritical, very hypocritical.

  Before in front of Jiu Ge, everyone couldn't pretend well.

  Mingming contemptuously despised her behind the scenes, said a lot of disgusting things about her, and looked down on her from the bottom of his heart, but in front of Jiu Ge, he could still pretend to be nice to her.

   She is very close to her in all kinds of ways and is very enthusiastic.

  As if she was their sister, and they were inseparable for the rest of their lives.

   Really took her for a fool, thinking she didn't know.

  The little princess snorted.

  Goddess shit, to her, are all villains.

  The maid froze for a moment, thinking she was joking.

  She reacted quickly and smiled, "Yes, Your Highness is more beautiful than goddesses and goblins."

   "Even if the eldest prince sees it, he won't be able to control it."

  Her intention was to praise her.

   After all, she has a good relationship with the eldest prince, so it is not an exaggeration to say that.

  But the little princess was silent suddenly.

nice…

  She was silent for a while, and then, she seemed to think of something.

  Lick your own lips, lick off the lip fat, and make yourself as beautiful as possible.

  That dog man is very bad, the more she dresses up, the more he bullies her.

  She raised her hand and wiped it.

   Doing unnecessary struggles.

   "Your Highness, please don't move around."

  The maid has sharp eyes, and will make up for it in the next second.

   Never leave a single flaw.

   "Your Highness, makeup doesn't look good."

  The maid reminded, and carefully refilled it for her.

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  In the evening, the bride was finally able to come out.

  The premise is to wear a big red cloak and a pointed, big hat like a Little Red Riding Hood.

   covered the whole body, not even showing the face.

  The cold wind outside has no chance of invading.

  As soon as the yurt came out, the bride felt the breath of the groom.

  A powerful arm directly pulled her into his hard arms, and buried her head in his chest again.

  Can't see anything, only blackness.

  I can only feel his strong breathing.

  In an instant, there were boos and cheers all around.

  Drums and thunder.

   Hasty and enthusiastic.

  Turkic weddings are different from the imperial palaces of the Celestial Dynasty.

  It’s more down-to-earth here, and everyone can come and participate.

  The outside was completely blocked, there was a lot of voices, and the bonfire was already lit.

  In the evening, at the edge of the sky where the sky is dark brown and orange.

  The weather today is fine, cloudless, and the moon is already high in the sky.

   Smiling, overlooking all this, giving silent blessings.

   Outside, the wind is still strong, but no one feels cold.

   Some even went shirtless.

   It's a pity that the bride can't see anything. Everyone is looking forward to it, but they can't see the bride's face.

  The eldest prince is too domineering, and the bride hugs her as soon as she comes out, with her face buried, and she can't see anything clearly.

  I can't even see a finger.

   Wrapped tightly, not even a strand of hair was exposed.

  Like a porcelain doll kept precious in a treasure chest, it cannot be shared and will not be shared.

   It stands to reason that after the bride comes out, she has to walk the path of flowers, go to the direction of the moon, and worship the sky.

  While accepting people's blessings, pray for the blessings of the gods.

   The ceremony is not over until one song is sung by Mr. Wu.

  But the eldest prince has never been willing for his bride to abide by so many rules.

   Even if these rules have been simplified, they are not cumbersome.

  (end of this chapter)