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"Princess, the wedding party has been waiting for a long time."

Meng Chuji found that taking off the wedding dress was quite strenuous. He was always afraid of trouble, so he said in a heartbeat: "Forget it, let's do it like this."

Anyway, both sides are the same, except that the neck is a little constricted and the back is a little tight.

"Master, bah, princess, you can't do this."

Don't care who you marry, how many people you have to meet when you enter the palace, wouldn't you lose the face of Da Chu?

"What's wrong?" Meng Chuji straightened the silk flower next to his ear for him, pushed him, and said, "Go and open the door."

Ah Fu had no choice but to go to open the door, and when he turned back to look at Meng Chuji, Meng Chuji was already sitting in front of the dressing table with a hijab on his head, his voice was light, and there was a bit of blunt and artificial charm in his hoarse voice: "I'm sorry for the long wait, everyone."

It is almost the same as Miss Meng in normal life.

The palace maid went up to help him, Ah Fu hurried over to help him with the other hand, left the post house, and got on the sedan chair.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Meng Chuji listened to the cheers of the people in Dasui, vaguely discussing how beautiful the princess who came to marry her was, and laughed at himself slightly: Heh, he will only be a woman from now on...

The sedan chair dangled for half an hour, and arrived at the Dasui Palace. The moment the sedan chair landed, firecrackers and fireworks blared, and the eardrums were about to be shattered.

The car curtain was lifted, bright light and chill rushed in together, and a hand was held in front of him.

Meng Chuji has seen a lot of hands, Ah Fu's is three big and five thick, the girl's is delicate and fair, and his elder sister's is weak and boneless, but this is the first time he has seen such a hand with clear, slender and thick joints, and every vein in the palm It's very clear, with slightly bent fingers, it's indescribably beautiful.

Meng Chuji put his hand up and overlapped his hand, and found that the two hands were held together. His hand looked a little delicate, and he felt weird and wanted to laugh. Just looking at his hands like this, no one would suspect that he was a man. .

Meng Chuji followed him step by step, with joyous music playing from both sides, he was led across the threshold of the main hall, the thin snow on his body melted slowly, and the eunuch sang loudly:

"The ceremony of marrying the concubine has officially begun."

When Meng Chuji heard it, he was slightly happy, and thought: Concubine?

Did he really enter the old emperor's palace?

In the blink of an eye, no less than twenty kinds of illnesses popped up in his mind, each of which could be used as a reason to avoid Cheng En, Emperor Zhun Baosui felt disgusted when he saw him.

Unexpectedly, the eunuch who announced the decree read a long paragraph out of breath, and suddenly the word "Princess Concubine" popped out at the end, Meng Chuji felt like he was hit on the head with a stick.

"This..."

The decree has been read.

All the ministers in the palace bowed down in unison: "See His Highness the Crown Prince, see the Crown Princess Concubine."

Meng Chuji almost couldn't hold back his demeanor.

Xu Shi noticed his strangeness, and the person beside him who clasped his hands asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Wen Run Yayan's voice is extremely pleasant, as deep as the humming of a piano, clear without a trace of magazines, and slowly seems to flow into people's hearts.

Meng Chuji's heart shuddered and he felt bad. With such a young voice, as long as it wasn't for his sensuality, he might have to hold him and call "beauty" tonight, so how should he fool it?

Thinking about it, my body couldn't help shaking.

Disgusted by myself.

Pei Jing looked at the delicate woman beside her, her eyes were watery and gentle, and she smiled happily.

She must have been terrified.

Before the marriage team reached the capital, he had inquired that Princess Yongning was the eldest daughter of General Meng's mansion. Wear it backwards.

This is his crown princess, who will hold his hand for the rest of his life, and he will feel infinite pity in his heart.

Thinking of this, he clenched his hand a little more, hoping to make her less afraid.

Meng Chuji immediately wished he could lift his hijab and jump up.

To be finished!

This is a wicked ghost.

Before entering the bridal chamber, he secretly took advantage of him. Fortunately, his sister didn't marry.

what to do tonight

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