Murong Xue was startled, why so fast? Isn't there still half an hour before the auspicious time
"Miss Murong doesn't know that the royal family and the royal family marry, the sooner the groom comes, the more satisfied he is with the marriage..." Mrs. Quanfu beamed with joy, and the more she looked at Murong Xue, the more she admired her: Murong Xue is unparalleled in beauty, and Prince Ouyang likes it in his heart. Naturally can't wait to come sooner...
The maidservant and the mothers also secretly laughed, Ouyang Shizi is such a womanizer, he actually came to the Hou Mansion to greet his bride in advance, he really likes the bride very much...
"Where's the hijab? Quickly bring the hijab, don't make the groom wait too long." Mrs. Quanfu joked with a smile, and took the red hipa handed over by the maid, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and gently covered it on the phoenix crown. , covering Murong Xue's stunning face inch by inch.
The mother of etiquette also stuffed a wishful bottle that symbolized peace and happiness into her hands, and the maids surrounded her and walked out slowly.
Both Murong Yue and Shen Ruoli have passed away, and there are no elders left in Zhen Guohou's Mansion. Murong Ye is standing in the living room with a serious face, looking like a little adult, looking at Murong Xue who is walking slowly, and then looking at Looking at Ouyang Shaochen who was waiting, he felt very uncomfortable. His sister, who had been dependent on each other for many years, was about to be abducted.
"Ouyang Shaochen, I will leave my sister to you, you have to take good care of her!" Murong Ye looked at Ouyang Shaochen, and reluctantly told him carefully.
"Don't worry! I will protect her with my life!" Ouyang Shaochen walked up to Murong Xue, and gently held her hand.
Ouyang Shaochen's hand was dry and warm, carrying a familiar, shocking electric current, Murong Xue's heart trembled, and there was a little bit of sweetness in her heart.
"Let's go!" Ouyang Shaochen said softly, took Murong Xue's hand, and walked out slowly step by step.
Today's Ouyang Shaochen is also wearing a bright red wedding dress, with pale gold texture embroidered on the lapel and cuffs, which is a bit more dignified and mysterious than he usually wears in snow clothes. All eyes are drawn to the past.
The ingenious design on his wedding dress was also embroidered with gold thread, which was exactly the same as the gold thread used on Murong Xue's wedding dress. Along the way, the patterns on the two wedding dresses were about to merge into one, and everyone stared blankly. I can't take my eyes off it for a long time...
The sedan chair in Xiaoyao Wangfu is made of red sandalwood, with vermilion lacquer on the ground, gold ornaments and carved patterns, which is dignified and magnificent.
Ouyang Shaochen led Murong Xue to the sedan chair, refused Xi Niang's help, lifted the curtain of the sedan chair himself, and helped Murong Xue onto the sedan chair.
The sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums shook the sky, the red sedan chair slowly set off amidst the singing of the master of ceremonies, the guards of Xiaoyao Wangfu walked along the street, and on the left and right sides were auspicious and wishful maids dressed in formal attire, carrying flower baskets, pouring all the way, pieces of red The petals are fluttering, and wherever they pass, there will be bursts of fragrance.
Later, there was a band playing and beating all the way, plus a 120-carrying dowry, the entire team was nearly 100 meters long, and the momentum was huge and extremely spectacular.
In the capital city, the alleys are empty, and everyone is rushing to the main road in the city, wanting to see the demeanor of the prince of the Qingyan Kingdom. Ouyang Shaochen is dressed in red, sitting on a maroon horse, and he is indescribably noble. , with a poetic and picturesque face, so handsome that people can't miss it.
Everyone watched and praised again and again, many years later, Ouyang Shaochen is still the most beautiful groom official in the eyes of all the girls in the capital, not one of them.
The welcoming team was mighty, walked through one street after another, crossed one intersection after another, and finally arrived in front of Xiaoyao Wangfu. Ouyang Shaochen lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, helped Murong Xue get off the sedan chair, and the deafening sound of firecrackers rang in his ears , the beautiful sound of silk and bamboo music, and bursts of joyful cheers, Murong Xue was inexplicably a little nervous.
Ouyang Shaochen tightly held her little cold hand, and comforted her softly in her ear: "Don't be afraid, I have everything!"
A touch of warmth spread to her heart through the nerves in her fingertips, Murong Xue's pounding heart gradually calmed down, she nodded slightly, and walked slowly forward with Ouyang Shaochen while holding the red silk.
King Xiaoyao and Princess Xiaoyao are sitting at the head of the wedding hall, looking at Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue walking over from a distance, the golden silk thread on the red wedding dress is connected by a line, radiant and dazzling...
"What a match made in heaven!"
Both sides of the wedding hall were full of guests who came to watch the ceremony, all smiling and praising.
The fourth prince Ye Tianqi stood in an inconspicuous corner, looking at the woman in the red wedding dress, there was a look in the dark pupils that others could not understand.
"Such a beautiful woman, why did Ouyang Shaochen meet first..." Mu Liufeng also stood among the guests, looking at Ouyang Shaochen and Murongxue who walked into the wedding hall with each other, sighed, and put his hands on his chest , feel sad!
Yuan Fangfei stood beside her and cast a disdainful glance at him: "I hear what you mean, if Prince Ouyang hadn't met Murong Xue before you, you would have made a move..."
"That's natural." Mu Liufeng raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "Who doesn't like a woman who is so beautiful, so talented, and who can catch your husband's stomach?"
Yuan Fangfei curled her lips, looked him up and down carefully, and the disdain in her eyes grew stronger: "Unfortunately, people don't like your type, even if they are the first to meet you, they may not like you!"
"You don't understand this. When girls like a person, they don't just look at his character, but also his appearance and ability. They like handsome men with strong martial arts skills and outstanding literary talents. Ouyang Shaochen is proficient in everything, and I am also proficient in everything. Murong Xue first met Ouyang Shaochen, so she fell in love with him. If she met me first, she would definitely like me too..."Mu Liu Feng opened the folding fan with a swipe, flapped it gently, and talked freely.
"Really? Then why don't I think so?" Yuan Fangfei looked at Mu Liufeng with provocative eyes.
"Are you a woman? You are a man at most! Can your preferences represent the preferences of beautiful women?" Mu Liufeng glanced at her, eyes full of disgust.
"Mu Liufeng!" Yuan Fangfei was furious, and was about to raise her fist to punch Mu Liufeng, when a male voice came to her ears: "Stop making trouble, the bride and groom have arrived."
Yuan Fangfei and Mu Liufeng paused, looked up at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, and saw that the two of them had already reached the center of the wedding hall.
The master of ceremonies stepped forward under Xiaoyao Wang's gesture, and sang loudly: "The auspicious time has come, let's worship the heaven and the earth!"
"Second obeisance to the high hall!"
"Husband and wife salute!"
"Send it to the bridal chamber!"
After the last word fell, Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils showed a faint smile, holding the red silk in one hand and Murong Xue's little hand in the other, as he was about to walk out, a delicate voice came out of nowhere Come over: "Wait a minute..."