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In Muyun Kingdom, the plum palace is shining brightly with candles, and the pink lady plays the role of the mirror.

"Ah Huan, do you think I look like a man?" Mo Xiangli combed her hair and asked Hua Xihuan in the bronze mirror.

"You are handsome." Hua Xihuan put the guard's black gauze hat on her head, looked at Li'er who was pretending to be a man, and said with a smile.

"Ah Huan, it would be great if I were a man." Mo Xiangli turned around in front of the bronze mirror, staring at himself in men's clothing, feeling an unparalleled sense of belonging and intimacy in his heart.

She felt as if she had been cast in the wrong birth, and for the first time she began to doubt her own gender.

"Hahaha, if you are a man, I will definitely marry you, a handsome man." Hua Xihuan covered her mouth, looked at Li'er who was tall and tall, and said jokingly.

"Then I'll take you in as a roommate right now." Mo Xiangli turned around and hugged Hua Xihuan's slender waist, imitating his brother Han Qing's charming appearance, lowered his voice, and approached her ambiguously.

Hua Xihuan looked at her like a cat or a tiger, couldn't help giggling and bent over.

Mo Xiangli raised her brows upside down, pinched Hua Xihuan's waist, glared at the uncooperative little girl, and complained dissatisfiedly: "Miss, don't laugh, be serious."

Hua Xihuan suppressed her smile, pretending to be serious and cooperating, "What instructions does your husband have?"

Mo Xiangli frowned, thought carefully: "No, you and I are husband and wife, we still need to go to court."

Then he let go of the flowers and cherished the joy, walked quickly to the wardrobe, tossed and turned, took out a low-cut red palace gown that he wore when he was officially favored, and said with a smile.

Seeing that the ancestor really turned out the red wedding dress, Hua Xihuan couldn't help but said with a headache: "You and I are so different in height, how can I wear your dress."

"Ah Huan, don't worry, wait for your husband to dress you up properly."

As Mo Xiangli said that, he stepped forward to take off her clothes, looked at her snow-white breasts that were about to burst out in the red bellyband that was propped up high on her body, and couldn't help but squeezed viciously.

Mo Xiangli couldn't help being jealous and said: "How dare you secretly grow older than me without telling me."

Hua Xihuan screamed in shock, quickly covered her chest, and fled to bed in fright to prevent her from attacking again.

The two of them hadn't bathed together for a long time. Unexpectedly, a year ago, their breasts were the same size. Unexpectedly, this little girl secretly doubled her size behind her. Mo Xiangli couldn't help feeling very jealous.

But Mo Xiangli thought back to Aunt Hua who had a graceful figure. Her breasts were also very large, and the loose clothes also vaguely outlined her outline.

Then he stared strangely at Hua Xihuan who was hiding in the bed, shivering with the quilt in his arms, looked at her more delicate and tender face, and thought: This little girl, it seems that the green is better than the blue.

Comparing the red wedding dress, Mo Xiangli approached Hua Xihuan with a smile on his face and said, "Hurry up and put it on for your husband."

Hua Xihuan finally put on the red wedding dress under Mo Xiangli's repeated breast attack.

Hua Xihuan's frame is much smaller than Mo Xiangli's. After putting on the clothes, the sleeves grew a lot longer than before, much wider, like a little girl who stole her sister's clothes.

Mo Xiangli fastened her girdle, arranged her clothes meticulously, looked at Hua Xihuan who looked like a jade doll, couldn't help liking her, and pinched her sensual face.

Mo Xiangli led Hua Xihuan to the front of the bronze mirror. The long red skirt was dragging on the ground like a red flower.

Mo Xiangli pushed her in front of the dressing chair, unwrapped the finely crafted dome, smeared rouge on her face, stroked her eyebrows carefully, and painted her lips with red paper.

A lot of red flowers on the forehead are completed, after makeup, a delicate and charming little beauty is slowly born.

Hua Xihuan has always been shrouded in the shadow of Mo Xiangli's beauty. Her originally average beauty was set off as delicate and lovely in front of her. It was not until today that Mo Xiangli realized that her good sister is actually quite good-looking.

She vaguely remembered that Xiao Jingyu's eyes had slid over Hua Xihuan's body several times, and occasionally asked about Hua Xihuan's life experience, but she didn't pay attention to these traces before.

Thinking about it now, the emperor was also eating from the bowl and looking at the pot. Mo Xiangli put the phoenix crown on her head, and his fingers brushed over the pink and white pearls.

"Ah Huan, you are so beautiful, I have to hide you tightly from now on." Mo Xiangli leaned over from behind and hugged Hua Xihuan, kissed the corner of her lips, and said in admiration.

Hua Xihuan blocked her protruding lips again, turned around and said: "Okay, okay, Li'er, I have to take it off quickly."

"No, we agreed to visit the hall, so that you will be officially my wife." Mo Xiangli grabbed her slender wrist that was about to pick off the phoenix crown, still thinking about being the bridegroom's official, and said, putting down the red hijab.

"Oh, you're really persistent." Hua Xihuan said helplessly, she knew tonight that this ancestor had become determined after eating the weights, and was going to imitate a three-year-old child.

"Hurry up, hurry up, stand up." Mo Xiangli straightened the red candle on the table, pulled Hua Xihuan to stand up, and excitedly pulled her to kneel down and said.

"You follow me to read, Huan." Mo Xiangli pulled Hua Xihuan to kneel down, the two held each other, and stretched out two fingers and said.

"You read after me, Huan." Hua Xihuan slowly stretched out two fingers, deliberately repeating her words.

"I hate it, be more serious." Mo Xiangli gave her a reproachful look.

"Hahaha..." Hua Xihuan smiled mischievously, Mo Xiangli pinched her palm, and Hua Xihuan came down seriously to cooperate with her in the play.

"The heaven is above, and the land below is below. Today, I, Han Yan, would like to be happy with the flowers. I would like to be a lovebird in the sky, and I would like to tie branches on the ground. I will never leave from now on. If I break my oath, I will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell. Eternal life shall not be detached."

Mo Xiangli took the lead, bit his index finger, dripped a drop of blood into the two glasses of wine, then turned his eyes to look at Hua Xihuan seriously.

"Ah, Li'er, how did you bite yourself?" Hua Xihuan nervously lifted her red hijab through the gauze cover, grabbed her finger, sucked it in her mouth to stop the bleeding.

"Ah Huan, read it to me, and bite your finger." Mo Xiangli pulled out his finger, turned her red hijab over again, and ordered.

"The heaven is above, and the earth is below. Today, I, Hua Xihuan and Han Yan, wish to be lovebirds in the sky and tie branches on the ground. From now on, I will never leave. If I break my oath, I will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell and live forever." Do not escape."

Hua Xihuan frowned slightly when she heard the words, finished reading in fear, retracted her eyelashes, and looked at her fingers hesitantly.

Sensitively aware of her hesitation, Mo Xiangli grabbed her finger decisively, bit down hard, and dripped blood into the two wine glasses.

The red blood flowed down the gap between the fingers, and a blood-red silk thread was pulled out slenderly, and it was wrapped around the hands of the two of them, destined to have that uneasy feeling in the dark.

"Okay, we'll be husband and wife after drinking this cup of wine." Mo Xiangli showed his white teeth, took the initiative to intertwine his hands with her, and lifted up the quilt and said happily.

There was a trace of bright red blood on the tips of her sharp teeth. This pretend game made Hua Xihuan's heart beat uneasy.

"Drink." Mo Xiangli glanced at Hua Xihuan, who did not dare to hand over a glass of wine, Li smiled smugly and urged her.

"Li'er, that's enough, let's stop here." Hua Xihuan picked up the wine glass, feeling a little strange in her heart, and wanted to put down the wine.

"No, it's not over yet, you promised me." Mo Xiangli held her elbow, with displeasure welling up on his clear face, and said resolutely.

Hua Xihuan had no choice but to cooperate with this ancestor and take the last step.

The two looked at each other and drank the wine. Mo Xiangli looked into her glass and was willing to let go when there was no liquid.

Hua Xihuan drank a glass of heart-burning wine, and felt dizzy soon, she stood up precariously, and Mo Xiangli led her to the bed.

"Ah Huan, we had a cup of wine and took off the hijab. You are mine now. From now on, I will be the only one in your heart."

Hua Xihuan watched with drunken eyes as Mo Xiangli stretched out her hand and turned up her hijab, her mouth kept moving together.

The next day, Hua Xihuan opened her eyes dimly, and saw a man in red clothes standing in front of her, with his back turned to her, and screamed in fright.

Mo Xiangli turned his face with delicate female make-up, and happily held a set of men's clothes in his arms. He didn't know what to think of, his cheeks were flushed with shyness and joy, and he shared happily: "Tan Lang, last night I said that I look very handsome when I pretend to be a man." , and asked me to go to the Imperial Study Room to do things for him every night."

Uh, Hua Xihuan saw that she was still wearing the red dress from last night, so she knew that she fell asleep drunk on Li'er's bed last night.

Seeing her expression, Hua Xihuan knew that last night, they probably played very exciting tricks.

"What are you secretly thinking about again?" Mo Xiangli saw that Hua Xihuan guessed that some kind of meat was floating in his mind, and said, pinching her willow waist heavily.

"Uh, I was just thinking about it. Brother Gao said he wanted to eat dumplings yesterday, so I have to hurry up and roll the dough." Hua Xihuan hurriedly found an excuse, jumped up from the bed, and said in disguise.

"Hey, you just keep talking about Gao Sheng every day. I think if he had grown up, you would have been abducted by him long ago." Mo Xiangli grabbed her hair and raised his eyebrows jealously.

"Li'er, what are you thinking? Brother Gao and I are brother and sister. How can we be like you? We love to play around with people." Hua Xihuan quickly freed her hair, complaining and defending.

"Hmph, I think you treat him like an elder brother, but he may not. He shows courteousness in front of you every day, probably because he wants to trick you into confronting him."

When Mo Xiangli thought of the way Gao Sheng looked at Hua Xihuan, he knew that he was so keen on pulling her into the relationship with the emperor, probably just to please this silly girl.

It's just that the flowing water is intentional, the falling flowers are ruthless, and Hua Xihuan's heart is still his Mr. Li Chengxiang.

I heard Gao Sheng say that Li Junye's mission to Gu Jin failed because of his brother's tricks behind his back.

That day, the two broke up in the Golden Palace, and my brother closed the door for the next few days and refused to see her.She also regretted very much in her heart. Her tough attitude at that time broke his heart.

I don't know how my brother is doing now.