The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Xiao put on the wedding clothes that she had prepared a long time ago and went to Lin Jiuqing's door in high spirits.

The door was closed, and Yingyue stood at the door, looking at Mo Xiao with encouragement.

Mo Xiao was impatient just now, but when he actually stood in front of the door, he felt nervous for the first time in a long time.

After standing blankly at the door for a while, Yingyue beside her couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but remind her in a low voice: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is still waiting inside."

Mo Xiao finally came to his senses, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

Yingyue reached out and closed the door for them, and they stepped away from each other, leaving time for this pair of lovers who had finally been together.

In the room, Mo Xiao immediately saw Lin Jiuqing sitting on the bed.

She was wearing a fiery red wedding dress and a red hijab on her head, and she was sitting upright on the bed. Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, she seemed to raise her head slightly, and then stopped motionless.

Mo Xiao looked at this scene with a dazed expression.

He glanced at the room. It was bright red and full of joy. It was just like any other man getting married. The bride he longed for sat on the bed.

This scene once appeared in his dream.

This made him unable to tell whether this was a dream or reality for a moment.

He pursed his lips, walked towards Lin Jiuqing step by step, and then stood in front of Lin Jiuqing.

Lin Jiuqing was sitting on the bed with a red hijab, her eyes were red, and she could only see the figure shaking and the pair of boots standing in front of her.

Her hands hidden in her sleeves clenched tightly, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

She is nervous.

This wasn't the first time, but she still felt nervous.

The two of them sat and stood like this. After being silent for a while, Mo Xiao suddenly spoke.

"Qingqing, is that you?"

Mo Xiao's voice was very soft, with a bit of uncertainty.

It seemed that if he made a little louder voice, the dream would be awakened.

His caution made Lin Jiuqing's heart sour, and the nervousness was replaced by the surging affection in her heart.

She said softly: "If you want to know the answer, you can take a look at it."

Mo Xiao was silent for a while, and then stretched out his hand towards Lin Jiuqing's hijab.

He was so nervous that he even forgot to use the weighing rod on the tray next to him.

With a movement of his fingers, the red hijab was lifted off by Mo Xiao, and then a face that he had longed for appeared in front of him.

Lin Jiuqing today was different from anything he had seen before. She wore a beautiful bun, a heavy bride's crown, delicate makeup on her face, and red lipstick that made her extremely beautiful.

The moment Mo Xiao saw her, his breath was suffocated, and fire was ignited in his eyes.

Lin Jiuqing Weiwei looked up at Mo Xiao standing in front of her and smiled: "Your Majesty, do you see clearly? Am I the Qingqing you are looking for?"

Mo Xiao's mind went blank at the moment and he couldn't think at all.

It feels like a dream come true.

However, the person in front of him is the person in his heart.

"Yes," Mo Xiao stretched out his hand, gently touched Lin Jiuqing's red lips with his index finger, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are my Qingqing, the only Qingqing in this world who belongs to me alone."

Lin Jiuqing moved her lips, and the fingertips naturally explored a little deeper. Lin Jiuqing paused, then gently held the finger in her mouth.

She looked at Mo Xiao from bottom to top, smiled, and said, "You are also my unique Majesty."