In the main hall, the ministers were already seated on both sides. Han Dong took Mo Jinran to her seat and stood behind her to wait on her, not going far.
Master Mo Xing sat in another place because the male and female guests were seated separately.
Not long after waiting, the sound of blowing and beating was approaching. Mo Jinran looked up and saw Yan Ye, dressed in red, walking through the door holding Lan Qing'er, who was covered with a red hijab. He still had the silver mask on his face.
Mo Jinran thought, is there a smile under this mask now?
Emperor Shichen was sitting on the dragon chair at the top, with a smile on his face, which meant something unknown.
Yanye glanced around and accurately found Mo Jinran's position, but immediately moved his eyes away and refused to look again. He held the other side of the hydrangea and walked forward slowly. When he went up the steps, he still
Forgot to remind Lan Qing'er gently, that gentle look made Mo Jinran feel dazzled.
The guests all applauded, and Mo Jinran also applauded with a wry smile. His heart was very complicated, and he couldn't tell what he felt!
"One bow to heaven and earth...two bows to the high hall...couples bow to each other..."
Such a sound filled her eardrums, and her eyes were fixed on the two people facing each other, and her heart was cut like a knife.
She suddenly remembered a sentence, "My boyfriend got married, and the bride is not me." But she and Yanye were not even boyfriend and girlfriend. She didn't understand why, when she woke up, he wanted to get married like this. Maybe, he had already
It’s time to get married!
Using his injured hand, he clumsily picked up the wine in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
This wine is not very strong, with a hint of sweetness amidst the spiciness.
On such a festive day, no one would pay attention to Mo Jinran in this inconspicuous corner. So, she drank one glass after another. She didn’t know how much she drank. It is said that injured people avoid spicy food and cannot drink. Now she drank
, so what?
Yan Ye had already sent the bride away, and she held up her wine glasses and greeted her at every table. Even if she was in a high position, she would toast her in a good-natured manner and accept everyone's blessings on this day.
Yes! Blessings!
"I wish His Highness the Crown Prince a happy wedding and a long life together!" These simple words were so difficult to say from Mo Jinran's mouth. She could no longer see clearly the Yanye in front of her. How many heads were there? Two? Three.
?Oh my God! Did she drink too much?
Before Yanye could say thank you, she drank it all in one gulp.
"You drank too much!" Yan Ye's calm voice trembled slightly, and Mask's envious eyebrows were tightly knitted.
Mo Jinran could no longer hear his voice and fell on the table. Yan Ye was anxious and wanted to step forward and hug Mo Jinran, but Han Dong stopped him abruptly. "Your Highness, Miss Mo drank too much and is
Send her back next time."
Yanye stood there, feeling annoyed at his inability to control himself just now. Nodding, Han Dong picked up Mo Jinran and walked out of the hall!
"Hmm~" The cold wind blew by, and Mo Jinran struggled for a while and fell asleep again.
In the dream, her intuition was a little bumpy, as if she was in someone's arms, a very unfamiliar feeling. She tossed and turned a few times, and seemed to hear the sound of fighting. She really wanted to open her eyes to see what was going on, but her eyelids were so heavy. I don't know.
Wherever I am, it’s so cold!
Gradually, the sound of fighting stopped, and Mo Jinran was held in someone's arms again. The strong aroma made her almost nauseous. She hated this embrace, very much. No, don't be surrounded by this embrace, wake up.
Come, wake up.
Finally, I broke through all the restraints and opened my eyes. What came into my eyes was darkness. There was a damp and decaying atmosphere everywhere!
"Where is this?" Mo Jinran asked, his voice a little hoarse and his throat hurt.
I can't see anything clearly, and I can't feel anyone's breath. Where is this place?
She put her hand on the golden pendant on her chest and pulled it out from her arms. The golden light spilled out, which was not as bright as the previous light. It was very weak. But it also allowed her to see everything clearly. A room, a very simple room, in front of her was
A woman, a disgustingly beautiful woman.
"Is it you? The Thirteenth Princess!" the hoarse voice asked, but I didn't understand why I didn't feel the presence of this person just now.
"Hahaha! Sure enough, he is the owner of Jin Pei!" The beautiful Thirteenth Princess looked at Mo Jinran carefully for a while, then stood up with a laugh. Her eyes looking at Mo Jinran became even more resentful.
"Humph! What does this have to do with you!" Mo Jinran waited fiercely for the thirteenth prince and concubine in front of her. She had not forgotten that this was the woman who almost killed Yan Ye.
"Do you hate me? You almost killed the man you love?" The Thirteenth Princess smiled proudly. Seeing others unhappy, she became particularly excited. "But it's useless even if you love him again.
, he doesn’t love you at all, he married another woman. Hahaha..."
"Shut up!" Mo Jinran was very angry, but it was undeniable that what she said was the truth. Her heart throbbed, and her body that had just been sitting up couldn't hold on, so she fell down again.
"It's really useless! I thought the owner of Jin Pei was such a great person!" The thirteenth prince's hatred became more obvious, and she was approaching Mo Jinran step by step.
"What are you going to do?" Mo Jinran felt that he had no strength at all and his whole body was limp.
"Haha, guess what I did? He taught you peerless martial arts. If I don't do something for you, I really can't do anything to you!" The Thirteenth Princess smiled eerily and said this to Mo Jinran.
Life is like telling her that I am a vampire and I will suck your blood next.
"He? You mean my master?" Mo Jinran keenly captured this information.
"Yes, he is your master!" The Thirteenth Princess became even more excited when she talked about Mo Xingzhenren. Her right hand was attached to Mo Jinran's neck, and her cold long nails were pressed against Mo Jinran's skin, making her unable to help herself.
trembling.
"You're so cold, are you not human?" Mo Jinran felt the warmth of the Thirteenth Princess and said in surprise.
"How could I not be a human being? You are not a human being!" The Thirteenth Princess became excited, tightening her fingers little by little and squeezing Mo Jinran's neck desperately.
"Ahem! What are you doing? Do you want to strangle me to death?" Mo Jinran suppressed her blush, but she could feel that the Thirteenth Princess did not use her full strength. She probably didn't want to kill herself, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to wait for this.
It was time to take action. But it was really uncomfortable to have my neck strangled like this, and it was difficult to breathe. "Ahem, you... let go!"
"Let go? I'm dreaming, I'm going to kill you!" The thirteenth prince's eyes were blood red, and she seemed to be a little out of control. Mo Jinran's words about you are not a human completely annoyed her. Indeed, she had not wanted to kill Mo before.
Jin Ran, because Mo Jinran was his, she wanted to use Mo Jinran to threaten him. But Mo Jinran said, "You are not a human being." This angered her to the extreme, and she kept thinking in her heart.
Yelling, she is a human being, a living human being.
Mo Jinran felt that the air was getting less and less, his head was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't bear it any longer... He was so sad, was he going to die? I didn't expect that approaching death would feel like this!
Zicheng’s words: Thank you for your support, Zicheng loves you! Special thanks to the smiling Dabaicai, who has followed Zicheng all the way, you have worked hard too~