The fifth prince, Yang Yanqing, became anxious immediately, and grabbed Phoenix's hand, "Don't lie to me, the purse you embroidered back then was meant to be given to me, after I caught it, you shyly pressed it into the bottom of the box and put it in the bag again." I haven't embroidered it either."
Fenghuang just wanted to say when Lao Tzu embroidered a purse for you, but the image of Fenghuang secretly hiding a half-embroidered purse appeared in his mind involuntarily.
However, Fenghuang didn't feel the slightest bit of the original owner's love for the Fifth Prince.
"You are wrong, that purse was not embroidered for you." Fenghuang told Yang Yanqing the fact without any politeness, and calmly shook off his hand.
"How is it possible? Ah Huang, I know you must be angry with me, I apologize to you, I promise..."
"Comrade Yang Yanqing, let me tell you clearly, no matter whether I have ever liked you or not, you are already my brother-in-law. In the future, we will have no further contact, and you don't have to promise me anything, a man's guarantee It's all useless nonsense. Also, you shouldn't be here now, from now on, just call me by my name, I really can't stand the goosebumps when I'm called Ah Huang."
Fenghuang said so much in one breath, just to remind Yang Yanqing of his current status.
But Yang Yan didn't seem to listen, and once again grabbed Fenghuang's delicate palm into his broad palm and held it.
"Ah Huang, don't do this, I will be very sad."
Fenghuang was completely speechless, not wanting to talk nonsense to this unreasonable fifth prince, he broke away from his palm with a backhand, kicked her stomach, and kicked him directly to the ground.
Hmph, I've already reminded you, and you still eat my tofu all the time, so you can pretend I'm a liar!
Seeing Yang Yanqing lying on the ground and unable to get up for a while, Fenghuang saw that there was no one around, climbed up the wall in twos and threes, and went straight home!
Yang Yanqing lay on the ground clutching his lower abdomen, moaning endlessly, thinking to himself, when did Ah Huang have such good skills? Still climbing the wall? Why is she more lively than before, and seems to like her more, what should I do
A hidden guard flashed out from the dark and came to Deyang Yanqing, "My lord, do you want me to clean her up?"
Yang Yanqing glared at him, "If she ever makes a mistake, I'll bury you with her!"
The dark guard quickly lowered his head.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Fenghuang got married and moved to the Seventh Prince's Mansion.
Early in the morning, Mengshi and Yinhuan forcibly pulled Fenghuang out of the warm bed, and began to wash and dress up.
Fenghuang yawned and said dissatisfiedly, "It's not dawn yet, is it necessary to get up so early?"
"My lady, the bride who is about to get married should be the most excited, why can't the lady still sleep." Meng said angrily.
"Excited? Just that little brat of the Seventh Prince?" Fenghuang curled her lips, but forget it, she doesn't have pedophilia, and getting married is just a formality.
"Miss, don't talk nonsense, be careful to let someone listen to you."
"Miss, today is your big day, cheer up." Yinhuan was extremely excited.
Since Jin Huan left, she has been very lonely by herself, and she finally got used to it. Now that the young lady's wedding is coming, she is very happy, and finally she can get busy again.
However, when Fenghuang was dragged to burn incense, bathe and change clothes, put on powder and makeup, draw eyebrows and lips, comb the bride's hair, and change the bride's wedding dress, she couldn't be happy at all.
This is not marriage, it is clearly destroying the flowers of the motherland!
Such a cumbersome process was boring, but being aroused by the tense atmosphere, Fenghuang was actually forced to sweat layer after layer in this cool weather.
When wearing the phoenix crown, Fenghuang felt that his neck was about to be broken.
"Is this phoenix crown made of iron? Why is it so heavy! My head is about to break!"
"Miss, don't say such unlucky words on the day of great joy, the phoenix crown is made of gold." Meng interrupted her hastily.
Finally, the make-up was done, wearing Xiapei and Fengguan. After the whole person was dressed properly, Yinhuan and Meng Shi were almost stunned.
Emei swept lightly, her small face exuded a round luster like jasper, and her bright red lips added a sense of charm to Fenghuang, showing a different style. Coupled with a phoenix crown and a fiery red robe, the phoenix descends from the sky just like a phoenix on fire.
Yinhuan rubbed his eyes, "Nurse, is this fairy sister Miss?"
Mrs. Meng also stared at Fenghuang without blinking for a long time before turning Yinhuan's face, "Yes. It's Miss. Madam would be so happy if she could see this moment! Hurry up. We have to Hurry up and get to work.”
Phoenix didn't care at first, but now she's getting a little excited, after all, this is the first time she's wearing a bridal outfit, and it's actually in ancient times!
She looked at herself in front of the bronze mirror with satisfaction, and it turned out that this was the bride!
On the day of great joy, many noble ladies and guests came to the General's Mansion to congratulate him.
Naturally, in the boudoir where Fenghuang was to be married, many ladies and ladies gathered to chat and chat.
"So this is my cousin's future Seventh Princess. It's better to meet her than to be famous." At this time, a crisp voice came from far and near.
Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound. I saw a young girl of sixteen or seventeen stepping in.
An oval face, bright eyebrows and white teeth, especially a cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye, made her look extremely charming.
It turns out that this is Mu Shuang, the daughter of the minister of the Ministry of Industry.
"No, I can't call you that, I should call you Second Miss."
Mu Shuang's voice is like the voices of those Yingyingyanyans in brothels, soft and soft, but such a nice voice, it sounds a bit harsh to Fenghuang.
Someone nearby helped Fenghuang, "It's not always a matter of time, it's not wrong to be called Wangfei."
"Oh, that's not allowed. Didn't the second miss accidentally enter... Calling her princess before saluting, isn't she going to ruin her cousin's reputation?" Mu Shuang looked like she was thinking of the seventh prince.
The originally lively room suddenly became quieter.
These words are too poisonous, and they are said on this happy day. Some people looked at Fenghuang, while others were worried about her, wondering how she would react.
Alright, the second lady on the left and the second lady on the right, this is clearly treating herself as an outsider and not admitting that she is the seventh princess. Do you just want to belittle yourself like that
Fenghuang greeted her and said, "This beauty, whose family are you from?"
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Some people are already laughing.
"You don't know me?" Mu Shuang gritted her teeth.
"Do I have to know you?"