General's husband of His Royal Highness

"When I grow up, I want to marry General Han."

The law of the country does not allow men to fall in love.

"That sister is suitable for General Han."

Since they are twin sisters and brothers, they are one body, so how is it different from my sister's marriage?

At the age of seven, Tong Yan Wuji was Xuanyuan Luoran's obsession, and he would not give up until he reached his goal.

In the 33rd year of Jinghe, on the twelfth day of the first month, the city of Shengjing was full of gongs and drums, and red lanterns were hung all over the streets and alleys.

General Han married.

Xuanyuan Luoran is still 17 years old, and the Holy Majesty is not willing to marry the princess so early.

Since he was a child, Han Yubai had been his quasi-brother-in-law, and the Crown Prince, who had always wanted wind and rain, how could he watch the man he had missed for ten years marry someone else?

"Squeak!"

Accompanied by the sound of the door closing, Xuanyuan Luoran breathed a sigh of relief. With his slender and fair hands, he slowly lifted the heavily embroidered mandarin duck hijab on his head. The festive bright red flooded into his eyes, and he pouted unconsciously.

Angrily said: "Telling you to marry someone else will make your happy event a joke!"

Han Yubai married Wei Qiyun, the daughter of the Wei family of Jiangdong Dashi.

The marriage contract between the two was a baby kiss that Han Yubai's father made with the Wei family before his death.At that time Xuanyuan Luoran and his sister were not born yet.

Xuanyuan Luoran struggled to take off the gorgeous and complicated phoenix crown on his head, and fell heavily on the ground.

Wei Qiyun is just a young lady of a noble family, but marrying is the standard of a princess.

In order to win over Han Yubai, Concubine Liu Gui recognized Wei Qiyun as her goddaughter, and begged the emperor to give her the title of princess.

Han Yubai didn't marry Xuanyuan Luoran's sister, but he almost became the brother-in-law of the eldest prince Xuanyuan Chenyi.

Xuanyuanchen has always coveted his position as the crown prince, and now he is robbing Han Yubai with him, which is tolerable or unbearable.

Xuanyuan Luoran became angrier as he thought about it.

According to him, demolition of the wedding house would not relieve his anger, but the most urgent task was to leave the scene of the crime without anyone noticing before Han Yubai came back.

If Han Yubai found out that he not only helped the bride escape from marriage, but also worshiped the world with him in her place. General Han, who has always disliked him, might really be able to kill him, the crown prince, in a fit of anger.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Luoran couldn't help shrinking his neck, feeling a little scared belatedly.

With trepidation in his heart, he tiptoed and prepared to abscond.

Turning around, he caught a glimpse of the jug on the sandalwood round table, the so-called wine is strong and courageous, so Xuanyuan Luoran decided to have a drink before leaving.

He picked up the jug and drank directly at the mouth of the jug. As soon as he drank the wine, he couldn't help showing his teeth, it was very spicy. He was never good at drinking, but he never admitted it.

Fang was about to put down the jug, when he suddenly thought that this was the wine for the couple. Xuanyuan Luoran became angry again, and decided not to keep a drop for Han Yubai.

The posture of drinking with head up is very heroic, but after only drinking half a pot, he is exhausted, his mind is dizzy, a large glowing red shadow faints in front of his eyes, the world is shaking, he is more than a hundred times more courageous.

Xuanyuan Luoran shook his head and made a crazy decision with the help of alcohol.

He groped around clumsily for a while, picked up the phoenix crown on the ground, put it on his head crookedly, covered his head, and sat back on the bed.

He decided to take a look at the wonderful expression on Han Yubai's face when he took off the hijab and saw himself.

The more Xuanyuan Luoran thought about it, the more interesting it became, and he couldn't help laughing.

After waiting for a long time, the door finally opened.

Xuanyuan Luoran was leaning crookedly on the bedpost, but when he heard the sound of the door opening, his drunkenness dissipated, and he subconsciously sat up straight.

As the footsteps approached, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, as if the man was stepping on the apex of his heart with every foot.

He lowered his head, and from the lower edge of the hijab, he saw a pair of red brocade boots slowly walking towards him, and stopped halfway away from him.

Xuanyuan Luoran knew that this was Han Yubai, the man who had just worshiped heaven and earth with him in the wedding hall.

The other party was silent, and there was no next move. Xuanyuan Luoran was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he unconsciously twisted the skirt of his clothes with his fingers.

At this moment, most of the drunkenness dissipated, and Xuanyuan Luoran became intimidated again, wishing to disappear in place, but it was too late to regret.

"General, it's time to lift the hijab." Xi Niang reminded in a low voice.

Xi Niang came in with Han Yubai just now, Xuanyuan Luoran's thoughts were all focused on Han Yubai, and he didn't notice Xi Niang's existence at all.

As soon as he heard that the hijab was about to be lifted, Xuanyuan Luoran's body stiffened involuntarily, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Han Yubai did not respond.

Why is Han Yubai so hesitant?He doesn't like Wei Qiyun?Or has he already found out that the bride has been transferred?

Just when Xuanyuan Luoran was thinking wildly, Yu Ruyi, carved with blood jade, reached under the hijab, and slowly lifted the hijab.

The process took only a moment, but he felt that it was extremely long, as if it was worth the ten years of eagerly looking forward to it.

The candles in the wedding room were brightly lit, and as soon as the hijab was lifted, Xuanyuan Luoran narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, and lowered his head almost to his chest, not daring to look at Han Yubai's face.

The ambition of just now has disappeared without a trace.

Han Yubai may not dare to really kill him, but he will definitely hate himself even more.

Han Yubai looked down at his bride, no matter the expression or the movement.

It is not an exaggeration to apply a little powder and Dai's delicacy, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the clouds are all over the country and the city.The long eyelashes fluttered endlessly due to stretching, like butterflies flying among flowers, stirring people's minds.Unknown He Qu, the red lips are slightly pouty, full and plump, tempting to take.Fair-skinned and shaved hands, and a wedding dress of red twist, like suet wrapped around jade.

Han Yubai narrowed his eyes, looking at the shy little wife in front of him, somehow felt very familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

Seeing Han Yubai's silence for a long time, Xuanyuan Luoran's heart beat like a drum, wondering if he had figured out his identity, feeling as uncomfortable as Ling Chi.

He was the most impatient, and finally couldn't help raising his head, wanting to see Han Yubai's face.

The man standing in front of him was dressed in a bright red groom's wedding dress, with a slender appearance, a handsome appearance, clear slanted eyes, and thin lips.

Facing Han Yubai's scrutinizing cold eyes, Xuanyuan Luoran hurriedly lowered his head with a guilty conscience, quite like a shy bride.

Han Yubai couldn't figure out where this familiar feeling came from for a moment, so he stopped struggling.

Perhaps it is in the legend that marriage is destined, past life and present life.An inexplicable tenderness rose in my heart.

He poured two glasses of wine, handed one to his timid newlywed wife, and said softly, "Lady, it's time to drink Hebei wine."

Xuanyuan Luoran had never heard Han Yubai speak so softly before, the fear in his heart dissipated suddenly, and he reached out to take the wine glass as if he was bewitched for a moment.

Han Yubai looked at the hand holding the white jade cup, and felt that it was even more white than white jade.The fingertips that touched his hand seemed to be cooler than a wine glass.

Han Yubai's cold heart suddenly softened a little.

In the past, he had never expected this marriage of interests.Looking at the person in front of him at this time, he actually felt the desire to love and protect someone.

After his parents passed away, he had relatives again.

He sat next to the bride, gently took the other's hand, and entangled with himself.

Facing Han Yubai's eyes, which reflected his own danyan shadow, ethereal like a dream, Xuanyuan Luoran was in a daze, let Qibai be at his mercy, and drank the marriage wine with him in a daze.

Xi Niang saw that the two of them drank the wine, and that she had completed her mission and left the wedding room as if running away. The general's evil spirit is too strong, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

Moisturized by the wine, the red lips are even more colorful, like spring flowers dyed with morning dew.

Han Yubai leaned over to print those plump lips.

The entrance is soft, glutinous and sweet, just like a good pastry.

This sudden kiss made Xuanyuan Luoran struggle unconsciously, but was soon exhausted by the kiss, so he could only let the other party get what he wanted.

When the breath of both of them was unstable, Han Yubai reluctantly let go of those sweet and soft lips.

Xuanyuan Luoran lay limp on Han Yubai's generous chest, breathing rapidly.

Han Yubai shifted his position, gently sucking and kissing Xuanyuan Luoran's fair neck, while reaching out to undo the complicated buttons of Xifu.

Xuanyuan Luoran gasped for breath, his mind was a little clear, and he felt that something was wrong, so he quickly reached out to hold Han Yubai's hand that unbuttoned his shirt, "No."

With a soft voice and a slight gasp, Han Yubai didn't have the slightest resoluteness to refuse. Han Yubai only thought that the other party was shy, and held his hands with one hand, and continued to untie the wedding dress with the other hand.

Xuanyuan Luoran struggled harder, and Han Yubai punished him with a light bite on the neck.

"Ah!" Xuanyuan Luoran exhaled softly.

The whisper was like an invitation, and Han Yubai turned back to kiss his lips.

Xuanyuan Luoran's hands were restrained and his lips were blocked, so he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't struggle, he couldn't refuse.

Half pushing, half pushing, dawdling, accompanied by dense kisses, Xuanyuan Luoran was finally stripped clean by Han Yubai.

Han Yubai was stunned, the bride was actually a man, he recognized that the Crown Prince was coming, the enthusiasm in his eyes was instantly frozen, and his voice was cold and serious, "Xuanyuan Luoran!"