Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 1915: Wife master, I am in pain (91)

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The two countries are in harmony, and the eldest son marries the king of the North, so scenes and ostentations are naturally indispensable.

The people in the capital all came out to watch the excitement, and the peanuts and dates were scattered all over the ground.

Shen Mubai sat on the horse and went to meet the son.

The woman was dressed in red, and she looked heroic yet beautiful. Her skin was already fair, and her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

The young men were dumbfounded. They had only heard that the prince was romantic by nature and always liked to grab beautiful men, but they didn't know that she was born so beautiful. Now that they saw her, their hearts would tremble.

Shen Mubai was very worried, afraid that Yin Xueyuan would appear from somewhere.

Fortunately, after a series of procedures, the other party disappeared from beginning to end.

After all, the eldest son was born in a country where the patriarchs were, so the attire when they got married was naturally simpler than that of the men in the Beiqing country, so they wouldn't be so ostentatious. But as the Romans do as the Romans do, the red hijab is naturally worn.

The carriage stopped in front of the palace, and the servant hurriedly helped the prince down.

Shen Mubai naturally wanted to get off his horse and continue.

This son was born taller than her, and his figure was also slender and tall. Standing beside him with a red hijab, he felt weird.

As soon as he touched that finger, Shi Zi grabbed hers.

The slightly cool touch made Shen Mubai subconsciously want to pull away a little bit, but he didn't want to, the other party grabbed tighter and tighter.

"Your Majesty?" She couldn't help calling in a low voice.

"My lord." The son's voice was low, but with a slight smile, his fingers seemed to be not easily scratching her palm, causing a tingling itch.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but widen his eyes, thinking that this son really deserves to be from the kingdom of Nanzun, and his behavior is so sloppy, maybe he just got used to it on weekdays.

It was more to her liking.

Although what he said was like this, Shen Mubai was still not used to such intimate and ambiguous teasing, "Your Majesty, pay attention to your steps."

The prince chuckled lightly and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry."

As he said that, he actually took one step ahead of her.

Liu'er couldn't help feeling weird when she saw it, she was born in Beiqing country, but she had never seen a man who was so shameless and one step ahead of his own wife when they got married.

Especially when his prince's hand was tightly held by the prince, the feeling was even stronger.

This concubine is so bold, alas, I heard that there are always groups of wives and concubines in the neighboring countries, this prince can see that at first glance..., Mr. Yin is better.

When worshiping, Nalan Fengyue was naturally present.

"A bow to heaven and earth."

"Second obeisance to the high hall."

All the guests naturally congratulated with smiles on their eyes, and the etiquette was comprehensive.

It's just that they always liked men with slender and petite bodies. Not only was the eldest son of the neighboring country tall and slender, but the prince standing beside him looked a bit delicate.

For women from the Beiqing Kingdom, this seemed a bit weird.

It looks like the prince married the prince, not the prince married the prince.

Of course, they didn't dare to say these words, they could only cover up the embarrassment on their faces, laughing and drinking and talking about some elegant things.

"Husband and wife pay their respects."

"Send it to the bridal chamber."

As soon as the matchmaker's voice fell, Shen Mubai noticed that the prince was looking at him.

"My lord, I'll wait for you in the room."

She had goosebumps inexplicably, and was immediately dragged away by the guests to drink.

Naturally, Shen Mubai can't drink even a drop of alcohol, but Nalan Fengyue is here today, even if she wants to shirk, she can't find an excuse.

What's more, there is no place to hide when glasses of wine are offered.

I had no choice but to drink a few cups symbolically.

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