Red and white, such a vivid visual sense.
A group of people walked slowly as if entering an uninhabited state.
Yun Luoxue stared at her, her eyes never looked away from the white-clothed man for half a minute.
There were not many people at this wedding.
In addition to Ye Shuihan's father, the others are Silk Le and Officer Zanli, as well as the maid and Xi Niang who are accompanying him.
A very luxurious and grand wedding with few people.
Ye Shuihan was also everything that Yun Luoxue requested.
Now, with the arrival of four people, it seems that there are more people.
The old emperor did not know the identity of Qianmo Qingcheng, and Ye Shuihan did not tell the emperor that Qianmo Qingcheng was the prince of Fire Feather Nation. If not, a storm would be inevitable.
The more and more clear face, the more and more familiar feeling hit his face, making Yun Luoxue a trance.
She trembled, but she was held by Ye Shuihan on the side in time.
Relentlessly throwing away Ye Shuihan's hand, Yun Luoxue looked at the man walking towards her step by step.
Ye Shuihan frowned unhappy. This was originally his wedding day. He never thought that Qianmo Qingcheng was so grandiosely close to Luo Xue.
The old emperor is the king of a country, and he has a lot of experience in his life.
I saw some clues right now.
Everyone present, as long as they are not fools, can see the naked and naked affection in Qian Mo Qingcheng's eyes, and see the helplessness and reluctance on the face of their future princess.
"Don't forget your identity, and don't forget her identity." Just when Qianmo Qingcheng was close to Yun Luoxue's three steps, Ye Shuihan moved under his feet and blocked Yun Luoxue's front.
He squinted his eyes and looked at Qianmo Qingcheng who had come by bullying him.
Qian Mo Qingcheng cast his gaze on Ye Shuihan's body, his quiet brows and eyes filled with anger, but he was abruptly suppressed in his chest.
The two people just confronted each other.
One is dignified and noble, the other unrestrained.
A white robe and a red robe, two people looked at each other silently.
His eyes intertwined in the air, wiping countless sparks, making the already silent atmosphere even more uncomfortable.
Xiao Bao squatted on Qianmo Qingcheng's shoulders, gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Shuihan.
The anger disappeared at the thought of Lolo's safety.
I had to hang his head on Qianmo Qingcheng's shoulder like a frosted eggplant, without saying a word.
Shenyu and Qing Lianyi stood hand in hand, obviously Xitang, but the two of them didn't feel any joy, on the contrary, they were very upset.
Just because the person who got married is his boss.
With a smile on the side of Dong Zi's cigarette holder, he moved slowly, and walked to Qianmo Qingcheng leisurely. Feng's eyes looked at Yun Luoxue, who was wearing a phoenix crown and hazel, with a smile, and his eyes flashed with contempt and disappeared for a moment.
"Today is the wedding of His Royal Highness. As friends, for us, Zi Yan would like to wish His Royal Highness a happy wife. I hope that you new couple will grow old, kind and loving, early-born-expensive child-"
Dong Ziyan's unkind voice floated out, and she deliberately increased the four words of early birth.
Little Treasure, who had caused her faintness, immediately wanted to jump on her and bit her.
Shenyu and Qing Lianyi looked at each other, wishing to choke Dong Ziyan to death.
Qianmo Qingcheng finally turned his head and glanced at Dong Ziyan. The warning was brewing in his purple eyes, like a raging wave, it seemed that Dong Ziyan would be obliterated in an instant. . .