All the gentlemen who are attacked by the female queen are stunningly beautiful

In the main hall, dragon and phoenix candles swayed gracefully, and the whole place was covered in red. A brand new red felt carpet was spread in front of the hall, and both sides were filled with gifts sent by various noble families. Rare and precious treasures sparkled brightly under the candlelight.

When they arrived at the gate of the mansion, Song Xiang got off the horse, walked to the front of the sedan chair, and led Murong Bai out. Surrounded by the crowd, the couple slowly entered the princess's mansion, walked across the red felt carpet, and entered the main hall.

Song Xiang was wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe, looking elegant and graceful, while Murong Bai was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress with her face hidden under a red veil.

The two stood side by side, and the eyes of the guests in the hall were focused on them, full of expectations and blessings.

The MC cleared his throat and shouted, "The auspicious time has arrived. Let's bow to heaven and earth!"

Song Xiang glanced at Murong Bai and said softly, "Watch your step."

Afterwards, the two of them knelt solemnly and kowtowed to the heaven and earth. A breeze blew, and the leaves outside the hall rustled, as if whispering for their union.

"Bow to your parents!" the host's voice sounded again.

Song Xiang paused for a moment, then said softly to Murong Bai, "Although our mother and empress cannot be present to officiate at our wedding, this is something that has been approved by our mother and father, and the gods are witnesses, so we must not lose respect."

Murong Bai nodded in agreement, and the two of them bowed deeply towards the family tree shrine above the main hall.

"Couple greetings!"

Song Xiang looked at Murong Bai with complicated eyes, and said with a smile: "From now on, I am willing to walk hand in hand with you for the rest of my life, and never leave you."

Murong Bai also responded calmly: "I hope that as Your Highness wishes, we can walk hand in hand from now on, never leave each other, and stay together until we grow old."

After saying this, they bowed towards each other, with their foreheads almost touching, and the ceremony was completed.

At this moment, the guests in the hall burst into cheers, and the sound echoed in the princess's mansion, making it very lively, as if announcing the happy union of the newlyweds to the entire imperial capital.

Murong Bai was supported by his personal attendants and sent to the bridal chamber in the backyard, while Song Xiang stayed in the front yard to entertain the guests.

After three rounds of drinks, Song Xiang handed over all matters concerning the banquet to the steward of the mansion, and she pretended to be slightly drunk and headed towards the bridal chamber.

Murong Bai sat quietly cross-legged on the red couch, like a phoenix reborn from Nirvana. Although he was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress, the picture was particularly zen-like and he did not look like a married person, but rather a practitioner living in a Buddhist temple.

Song Xiang pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Murong Bai meditating, he walked over in confusion.

Murong Bai's face was hidden behind the veil, and his body did not move.

Song Xiang picked up the weighing rod and gently lifted the veil. The veil slid backwards, revealing a noble and elegant face.

That person put his hands together and closed his eyes, like a cold and aloof Buddhist who truly abides by the rules and regulations, dignified and self-restrained, not at all bothered by worldly affairs in the outside world. He is also like a snow lotus on the top of a mountain, untainted by dust.

Song Xiang couldn't bear to pick the lotus, she just stretched out her hand hesitantly and stroked his eyebrows.

Murong Bai opened his eyes instantly, his tone was neither sad nor happy, he said: "Your Highness is here..."

Song Xiang slowly closed her fingers and pretended to be surprised: "I remember that I married Master Murong from the Imperial Master's Mansion. How come the person sitting on my bridal chamber bed tonight is the world-famous Master Wuchen who is enshrined in Dayun Temple?"

"Master Wuchen is such a respected person, how can I be so rude to him? I will ruin his practice and make him fall into love."

"If that's the case, I am truly deeply sinful!"

Master Wuchen curled his lips and looked at Song Xiang steadily: "It's rare to be confused, it's rare to be confused, Your Highness is really obsessed..."

"Your Highness must have known my identity long ago. Why is he playing tricks on me?"

"Oh? Really?" Song Xiang suddenly moved closer to Master Wuchen, rubbed his nose with her mouth, and whispered in his ear, "My husband plays three roles: Murong Bai wearing a green sheep mask, the cold and handsome Master Wuchen, and what is the identity of the other one? When will my husband tell me?"

"But I am a little confused. Why would such a respected young master step down from the altar and choose me? Young Master Murong, why don't you be honest?"

Murong Bai smelled the faint scent of peach blossoms in front of him and said in a gentle voice: "Your Highness Bai Qingmu, is it not possible?"

Song Xiang was stunned when he heard this...

Murong Bai was facing Master Wuchen's face, his cheeks gradually turning red. Without waiting for Song Xiang to react, he grabbed Song Xiang and held her in his arms.

Song Xiang staggered and subconsciously hugged Murong Bai's neck. She raised her eyebrows anxiously and said angrily: "Murong Bai, what are you doing?"

"Your Highness, on your wedding night, are you just going to let Bai Guai sit there and wait for you to interrogate him?"

He leaned down, lowered his head and stared, his voice was exceptionally clear and smooth: "Your Highness, don't let this good time go to waste!"

"You!" Song Xiang struggled for a while, but was firmly held by Murong Bai. Seeing this, she looked directly at Murong Bai and said, "As a master, how can you be so dishonest?"

Murong Bai laughed: "My Lord, you are serious only for the outside world to see. You are my wife. Since you have married me as your legal husband, do you have to force me to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures like those vulgar people outside?"

"Wife, are you really that cruel?"

Song Xiang choked up, unable to tell for a moment whether what the person in front of him said was sincere or false.

"Are you willing to be my legitimate ruler? Isn't it because your mother is forcing you to do so?"

"Whether you are willing or not, your wife will know immediately..." Murong Bai looked at Song Xiang with a smile, and unknown emotions were brewing in his eyes...

"Murong Bai, what are you going to do?"

"My dear wife, please don't scream. Speak softly, lest you ruin your reputation..."

"Ahhh, Murong Bai, what are you going to do...my wedding dress! Murong Bai!"

"I'm here, my wife..."

"Let go!"

"I'll make my wife angry, so as not to make people laugh at me..."

"Murong Bai, what are you doing!" Song Xiang was somewhat desperate. Dongling Chao men were thin and strong, and this was the first time she had seen someone like Murong Bai. He didn't look like a woman who was superior to men...

In desperation, she coaxed him softly: "Don't forget that I am your wife and master, how can you do the opposite!"

Murong Bai didn't care about these things. He said patiently as if he was thinking of Song Xiang: "I just wanted to save my wife some energy. What's wrong with me?"

"My dear wife, please don't resist me anymore. You should think about spending the wedding night with me as soon as possible..."

Song Xiang panted angrily, not knowing how to describe her feelings at the moment. What kind of ancestor did she marry? Why was it so different from what was said?

"Murong Bai, you are the most outstanding Wuchen Master in Chaoxi City. If it gets out and people know that everything you have is fake and all an act, how can you face the people of Kyoto?"

Murong Bai didn't care. He held Song Xiang's face in his hands and stroked it, saying in a leisurely tone, "My wife, I don't care how outsiders see me. Don't worry, everyone outside the bedroom has been taken away by the young master, and this matter will not be spread out..."