Chapter 175: Damn it! Fake Marriage and Real Bridal Chamber 1
Since this woman said there was a spy, then the person who sent the painting...
Xuanyuan Zhanpeng raised his head and meditated, with a slight smile on his lips.
+++The legendary dividing line++++
That time!
Ruoxue was put on heavy makeup and dressed like a bride, staying indoors, waiting for Habei to marry her.
Once she walks out of this door and enters Habei's wedding sedan, she will have an additional identity in her life: the queen of Daliao.
There is the sound of suona outside the window, and the house is lonely and cold.
The bright red color in the room burned her eyes.
Queen!
Mrs. Yazhai!
Princess candidate!
The female boss of the brothel!
Queen of Daliao!
This outfit brings out this series of identities, which is really unbearable
"The auspicious time has come!"
I don't know who shouted this from outside the door, and Xipo walked in with a smile as bright as a flower, and carried her on his back.
"Girl, you are so lucky to be able to marry our King of Liao, and you will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life..."
Xi Po said cheerfully, but these words sounded particularly sour to her ears.
No worries about food and clothing?
She just wants an ordinary life, but she is destined to lick blood on the tip of a knife
There was a roar of gongs and drums, and amidst the blowing and beating, she was already carried to the front of the sedan chair.
Habei, dressed in bright red, stood in front of her and smiled brightly at her.
It's as if she is really his wife from now on
He stretched out his hand, took her hand, and with a sudden force, he pulled her into his arms, causing a burst of cheers.
The ambiguous breath lingered in my ears, "Woman, from now on, you are my exclusive product!"
"Hey, it's just temporary!"
Ouyang Ruoxue bit her lower lip gently and sarcastically said
"For now? Woman, don't think too highly of yourself. No one can recycle the things that I, Habe, want!"
"Then I'll wait and see!"
Ruoxue said, started to get into the sedan
Habe pulled down the wedding curtain, shook his clothes, walked straight to the white horse, got on the horse, and smiled at the cheering people.
The journey was bumpy, and I could only hear the noise outside the sedan. Finally, when it was time to worship, I found that there were more people in the hall than ants.