Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

When they arrived at the village, Zhu Baishao's appearance attracted the attention of many of Jianlangjun's men. They all said that they had never seen such a beauty before, and then congratulated him on his beauty.

Zhu Baishao's face was pale and his eyes were lowered, pretending that he was deaf and couldn't hear anything.

Jian Langjun was very proud, but he did not slack off either. He did not lock Zhu Baishao and Zhu Chengxiang's family together, but prepared a separate room for her and let several women from the village watch her closely. she.

Early the next morning, Lord Jianlang sent a set of fiery red wedding clothes and some golden crowns and jade hairpins.

The women put Zhu Baishao into wedding clothes. The wedding clothes were very gorgeous, with wishful patterns embroidered on them with gold and silver threads. The time was overflowing with color, like clouds on the horizon.

And she had a cold face the whole time, not like a bride about to get married, but more like a widower.

Several women looked at each other, how could the bride's face be so pale?

Then he started to put makeup on her, hoping to use rouge to give her a better look.

In the early morning, Lu Ao and others in the capital city of Xixia also discovered that Zhu Baishao was missing. They woke up Liu Xiang, who was still sleeping, and when they asked, they found out that Zhu Baishao had slipped out last night.

"Why is she so willful?" The Xixia Emperor was sullen, but his eyes were full of worry.

Lu Ao helped Liu Xiang up and said with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty, without further delay, we should leave as soon as possible! Otherwise, it will be too late!"

"Yes! We have to rush there quickly!" Liu Xiang blamed herself for being careless.

The group of people rode towards Qingfeng.

In the village, Prime Minister Zhu, his wife, and Zhu Jing were all put on festive clothes, causing the expressions of all three of them to change dramatically.

"What's going on?! What's going on? Why do you have to change our clothes?" Zhu Jing struggled hard, but unfortunately he was hit by cartilage and had no strength at all.

The woman who was changing her clothes held him down with one hand and said with a smile: "Today is a good day for Mr. Zhu and Mr. Zhu to get married! As an uncle, why don't you dress more festively?"

Zhu Jing was shocked and shouted: "Miss Zhu? Which girl Zhu?"

The woman tied the belt for him and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are really joking. Besides Zhu Baishao and Zhu girl, who else can wish to the girl?"

"Uncle? Don't call me uncle! Damn traitor! Come at me if you can! Why are you making things difficult for Bai Shao?!"

After hearing him yelling incessantly, the woman's smile dropped, her face turned cold, and she struck Zhu Jing unconscious with a palm strike.

"Anyway, Mr. Lang said it would be fine as long as you guys get there, but he didn't say you had to wake up."

Prime Minister Zhu closed his eyes helplessly, lamenting in his heart that Bai Shao was finally here...

The snow cliff on Qingfeng is already very different from yesterday.

A long red brocade silk carpet is spread on the white snow, and the bare trees on the cliff are covered with carmine gauze curtains, fluttering gently in the cold wind, like red clouds in the sea of ​​clouds.

Even the plum trees in full bloom were hung with red silk flowers, making it very festive and lively.

As the time approached noon, Prime Minister Zhu and others were also carried to sit on the main seats, looking at the red carpet in the snow with complicated eyes.

Zhu Jing tilted his head, sounding sleepy.

When Zhu Baishao, covered with a red hijab, stepped on the red carpet step by step, the years of snow under the red carpet made a heartbreaking crunching sound.

She walked slowly, thinking about Nan Zhu in the Snake Valley and the warm scenes of her getting along with him. She couldn't help but feel a mist-like sad atmosphere all over her body, and she burst into tears silently.

Although Prime Minister Zhu and the Prime Minister's wife could not see her face, they recognized her when they saw her figure. They were all filled with sadness and tears in their eyes.

Lord Jian Lang is dressed in a bright red robe, with a white jade belt around his waist, a white jade hair crown on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. He is carrying a jade tree facing the wind, looking handsome and unrestrained.

Looking at the graceful figure walking step by step, the smile on his face was particularly bright.

Two months ago at Fengyun Inn, the woman who said that she was unique among all the countries in the world, as bright as the rising sun, would finally become his wife.

In the sky above the snow cliff, dark clouds were billowing.

The people watching the ceremony were all Jian Langjun's subordinates and friends. They took out suona and other musical instruments to play. For a moment, the usually quiet and quiet Qingfeng Snow Cliff became more lively and lively with fireworks.

Lu Ao and others who were about to reach the top of the mountain heard the sound of musical instruments playing, and their expressions changed. Lu Ao immediately said: "Xiang'er and I will go first, and you will come quickly!"

After saying that, he and Liu Xiang increased their speed at the same time, disappearing in front of everyone.

No matter how slow Zhu Baishao's steps were, the long red brocade blanket would still be finished.

When she stood next to Jian Langjun, someone came forward to preside over the wedding.

"Good times and good times wait for no one. Today is a happy day for Mr. Jianlang and Miss Zhu. Without further ado, let's get straight to the point."

"Worship heaven and earth."

Jianlangjun was smiling, but Zhu Baishao had a cold expression under his hijab.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Prime Minister Zhu and the Prime Minister's wife, who were sitting on top and could not move, were trembling all over. The Prime Minister's wife burst into tears and her lips trembled slightly. Unfortunately, they were hit on their mute points and could not make any sound at all.

Zhu Baishao, on the other hand, thought of Nan Zhu and wondered if he had seen the letter. It was a pity that she might break her promise.

"Happy husband and wife."

As the man shouted, a strong wind suddenly blew by, blowing away Zhu Baishao's red hijab, fluttering and falling under the cliff.

Everyone first let out an exclamation, and then all focused on Zhu Baishao. Seeing her appearance, everyone who came here to watch the ceremony felt their hearts skip a beat when they saw her appearance for the first time.

There was only a slight blush on her face, but you could also see that her jade cheeks, which were as crystal clear as snow, were slightly pale. Under Chunshan's black eyebrows, her eyes were like grass leaves slightly covered with frost and dew. It was cold, but the tear moles at the corners of her eyes and The lips were as black as ink and as red as blood, with a soul-stirring coldness.

Zhu Baishao raised his eyes to look at Prime Minister Zhu, who was full of sorrow, and the Prime Minister's wife. The eyes of the three of them were filled with helplessness and sorrow that they couldn't help themselves, complaining about injustice.

During the wedding ceremony, the red hijab was blown off by the strong wind, which was an ominous sign.

But when Mr. Jianlang saw her face, the word "Snow-wrapped Qiongbao" suddenly came to his mind. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It seems that God is also very jealous of me, and he also wants to see my wife." His peerless appearance.”

The visitors burst out laughing.

"Go on." Jianlangjun didn't want to delay and motioned towards the person who was hosting the wedding.

"Bye husband and wife!"

Zhu Baishao's face, which was somewhat rosy after putting on makeup, seemed to be covered with a thick layer of cold frost even though it was illuminated by a ray of sunshine at noon.

She pursed her lips tightly, her body stiffened, and she didn't want to perform the husband-wife ceremony.

Lord Jianlang saw her thoughts, and glanced at the Prime Minister's wife who was weeping silently in the first seat with a half-smile, and at Prime Minister Zhu whose teeth were chattering. The threat and warning were very obvious.

Under Jianlangjun's threatening gaze, Zhu Baishao had no choice but to bend down little by little.

At this moment, a loud shout came: "Stop!"