Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

Yue Fuling understood it, and it meant that if she was good, the world would be good, but if she was not good, the world would be fine too, so no one should mess with her.

After not thinking of the right words to complain for a long time, Jun Jing waited for her quietly until she said: "You are so arrogant now!"

Jun Jing curled her lips and admitted generously, "Yeah."

Yue Fuling glared at him, "So arrogant? Who gave you the confidence?"

Jun Jing raised his eyebrows, "You."

After saying that, he touched her head and lowered the sedan curtain, "I'm outside, and there's a storyteller next to me. If you don't like listening, just tap the sedan board and I can hear it."

The storyteller was brought in by Jing Meng, and she was quite familiar with it.

Probably because he was so familiar with her, every day when he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would give Xie Qianlan a brainwashing speech such as "You can also appoint her as a child bride now".

In the end, Xie Qianlan was forced to run away, and now no one knows where he is.

The storyteller sat on a wooden carriage with an open sky and told stories, just behind and to the right of half of the carriage in the soft moonlight.

The people around him listened in fascination, and some children even climbed on the storyteller's wooden carriage.

And at the front, there was a spiritual deer with a silvery light all over its body, walking slowly with an elegant pace.

There are monks from Gulin Temple around to protect you.

The deeds of the Linglu Goddess have long been reported back to Feng Yi, and now that they have seen it with their own eyes, no one has any objections to Yue Fuling's dragon-shaped wedding dress.

From outside the city to inside the city, gongs and drums were beaten all the way, and more and more people watched the excitement.

When we got to the city, there were more people.

The place is crowded with people.

The sound of gongs and drums was deafening, and Yue Fuling felt like the top performer in a circus.

She got off the wedding sedan and finally saw the embroidered scroll that Jun Jing showed her.

There are four different seasons throughout the year, and each scene is beautiful.

Year after year, be happy and worry-free.

When they stepped into the courtyard, Yue Fuling and Jun Jing held the wedding rope together, and were led slowly forward by his strength. You Huaize and Jing Zhan were still beside them.

She could feel envious looks coming from all directions.

Some people kept commenting, "It's so grand."

"The bride is so graceful and elegant, she is indeed a fairy-like person."

You Huaize turned around to look for the speaker, "Who asked for the shill? Brother, don't take it seriously, it's you."

When the people around heard a tall woman speaking with a strong man's voice, they all fell silent and then thought deeply.

Finally, everyone looked at Jing Zhan, Qi Yesi, Yan Zhuo, who were all tall and tall, and also dressed in women's clothing, and Wen Juan, who joined them in seven colors, dressed in Tsing Yi.

For a moment, it was unclear who had been a woman disguised as a man.

When more people do something weird, it won't be so weird anymore.

Yue Fuling stepped on You Huaize's foot. You Huaize grimaced in pain and pretended to be fine.

This wedding was not rich in numbers, but it was full of care. However, the thought was not on the etiquette, the guests, or the husband's family, but all on the bride alone.

The first person to wear the dragon pattern wedding dress, the first person to lead the way with the spirit deer, and countless firsts all appeared in this grand wedding.

After today, the three words Yue Fuling mean uniqueness and unparalleledness in everyone's heart.

When a person is too much beyond ordinary people, people will not be jealous, only yearning.

Not everyone in the courtyard could go in. There were running tables outside, and people watching the excitement sat down to eat.

Two people stood outside the crowd, looking at the house decorated with red flowers.

"Jun Yue Pavilion, the Ninth Prince's naming is really rude." Xie Qianlan looked at the person beside him, "Why don't you go in and take a look? Miss Yue must hope you are here."

Xie Wuzhao smiled and said, "I'm wearing a hijab. I'll see you tomorrow."

Xie Qianlan patted his shoulder and said nothing.

Xie Wuzhao had no choice but to say, "I am not sad, but you are. You left your sister alone in the Prime Minister's Mansion and ran away. You are not afraid that the old Marquis will settle the score with you."

When Xie Qianlan mentioned this, she scratched her head in worry, "Don't talk about her, don't talk about her. I will shave my head later and go to Gulin Temple to chant sutras for you."

Xie Wuzhao smiled and shook his head, saying nothing, just looking in the direction of the courtyard, his eyebrows still showing the gentleness they had at the beginning.

In the courtyard.

Without the ordinary people, You Huaize and others began to let themselves go, even more crazy and lively than before.

The moon is red, the scenery is yellow, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, they really have it all.

The colorful decorations in the hall make people want to dig their eyes out.

Yue Fuling was glad that she had a hijab and her eyes were saved.

Enter the hall and worship.

Yue Fuling followed Jun Jing in a daze and worshiped Heaven and Earth, and then worshiped Gaotang.

The memorial tablet of Concubine Ni and the portrait of her aunt and grandmother occupy the high hall.

After the couple paid their respects, Yue Fuling was sent into the bridal chamber with a confused look on her face.

Then the surroundings became quiet.

She suddenly felt guilty.

Have you never seen a pig running or eaten pork? In TV dramas, she would have to wait all night at such times, and then the next day Jun Jing would bring another woman to show off her power...

Just as he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open.

Probably thinking that Yue Fuling could not be seen, Jun Jing took the initiative to call her, "Ayue, it's me."

Yue Fuling blinked under the hijab, "Are you so quick? Don't you have to accompany me to drink? Get drunk and go to the wrong room, and then regret it for the rest of your life like this with others?"

Jun Jing sighed with a smile, "What are you thinking about again? Who dares to let me drink with you."

Yue Fuling hissed, yes, who dares to let Jun Jing accompany him to drink.

She made a mistake, thinking that Jun Jing must have been drunk and unconscious, and would definitely not be able to have a bridal chamber.

Suddenly, the hijab was lifted. She looked into Jun Jing's focused eyes and realized that she was stammering, "This, this...is going to...the bridal chamber?"

Jun Jing raised his eyebrows and imitated her stuttering, "Yes...yes."

Yue Fuling glared at him and looked outside, "No, this...isn't this not good? It's not dark yet?"

Jun Jing's smile deepened, "It will be dark in an hour at most."

"That'll have to wait."

"Okay, let's have a dark wedding."

Yue Fuling always felt that something was wrong, and she didn't have time to think about it carefully, so she said, "Please untie my clothes first, it's so heavy."

Although it could be seen that Jun Jing had tried his best to lighten her burden, there was almost nothing else she had to do except bow three times.

But there is a price for showing off, "This dress weighs at least ten kilograms, more than that, definitely more! The hem of the skirt is as long as You Miaomiao, and the skirt weighs ten kilograms."

"Thank you for your hard work." Jun Jing comforted her in a low voice while taking off Yue Fuling's gorgeous coat.

Pieces of clothes fell off the shoulders and piled around Yue Fuling's feet, surrounding her in the middle.

Finally taking off all the complicated clothes that strangled her waist, leaving only the two inner garments, Yue Fuling cheered heartlessly, "Great, I finally have feeling in my shoulders."

"Hurry up, I'm coming out, bury everything for me..." She lowered her head and wanted to step out, raising her hand to put on Jun Jing's shoulder, but Jun Jing didn't help her, and with a movement of his fingers, he pulled open the belt of her inner clothes. , and then his hand reached in from the loosened seam of clothes, and his hot palm pressed against Yue Fuling's smooth skin.

Yue Fuling's mumbling voice stopped abruptly.

She was standing when her waist was grasped by Jun Jing without any obstruction, and then with another force, she was in Jun Jing's arms.

Then the hand moved slowly and untied the thin thread wrapped around her waist. Her chest suddenly became empty, and Yue Fuling's body stiffened.

The next second, Jun Jing kissed her. With the familiar kiss and familiar breathing, she gradually relaxed.

When she relaxed, Jun Jing's palm seemed to be integrated with her body. She gradually got used to his hand wandering around her back. Only that hand slid from the lower back to the front of her abdomen, slowly upwards, the fingers were gathered together, and the palm of her hand was wrapped around her. .

Yue Fuling gasped, but the man took the opportunity to kiss her deeper, and then moved closer, forcing Yue Fuling to step back, her legs touching the edge of the bed. Jun Jing quickly held her waist and pulled her Bring the wedding bed, and then put down the red gauze light curtain.

Before Yue Fuling could react, she leaned down again.

This time, she couldn't retreat.

The hibiscus tent beneath me is warm, and my body is hot.

She immersed herself in it and gradually became addicted.