Chapter 42: Three people's bridal chamber wedding night 2
Entering the hall, the emperor and the queen were already sitting at the top, with other relatives of the emperor surrounding them on both sides, and the major officials also lined up on both sides in a grand manner;
Seeing the three people slowly approaching, the emperor and the queen smiled happily, and the queen was the happiest;
His son finally has a family, and he has also obtained the two pillars of Hongri Kingdom and Qitianhou. So in the future, his son has the best chance of winning the throne. It would be even better if he gave birth to a son again;
"Xiao'er, you have to strive for success. If Hong Ri is in charge, Lan Ling's future will not be very boring." The queen thought, still solemnly playing her role as the mother of a country;
The wedding was officiated by the eldest prince;
"Bow down to heaven and earth!" We saluted to the sky outside;
"Two bows to the high hall!" We saluted the emperor and queen;
"Husband and wife, let's pay our respects!" Hongcheng and I turned to Sikong Yunye at the same time. Everyone was dumbfounded. How do we say goodbye like this?
Sikong Yunye unexpectedly took a step back, and the three of them surrounded the city in a small circle for a circle wedding...
After the ceremony, Hongcheng and I were sent to the new house at the same time. There were only two of us. Sikong Yunye was outside greeting the guests. That’s right! Hongcheng and I stayed together at the same time, in the same room!
The maid was waiting outside the door. I was already very hungry. I opened my hijab and peeked at the door. No one was there (*^__^*). Hehe... I turned to the left. Gu~~(╯﹏╰)b There was someone! And
She is Hongcheng who is on par with me, she is as motionless as a stone;
"Aren't you tired? Are you hungry? There is food on the table. Do you want to eat?"
The red-and-orange hijab man turned around like a machine, then turned back dully, ignoring me? Tsk!
I threw down my hijab and walked over to a pile of pastries to start my dinner;
"This one is delicious...well, that one looks okay...will it make you fat? Eat less (~o~)~zz"
Hong Shitou on the side couldn't sit still, "Aren't you... the bride who can't speak, move, eat, let alone take off the hijab?"
"Um...it doesn't matter. My family doesn't like this, hehe, and Sikong Yunye doesn't really care either."