On an autumn night, there was sporadic light rain, and the entire sky fell into gloomy darkness!
Only the residence of the First Prince of Jozhao was brightly lit. It seemed that the autumn rain could not stop everyone's enthusiasm. The entire palace was in a state of joy, with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and big happy words could be seen everywhere!
Outside the door, there is a festive noise, but inside, there are red candles deep inside
A fiery red figure sat motionless on the big bed. The bright red scarf covered her face, but it could not hide the joy and expectation that a bride should have!
She, Concubine Mo Fei, traveled through sixteen years, fell in love with him at first sight when she was six years old, and fell in love with him again. Then, many times they met, she fell into an inextricable sinking, because of all the things in the world, she thought about love.
, but she hated it, she thought that they were two people who could never be together in their lives.
But a month ago, he proposed marriage to her father, and without going through too many hardships, he married her in a hurry!
Until now, sitting in this wedding room, she can't believe that this is real.
After all, being able to marry the first prince of Jozhao has always been a myth for the girls of Jozhao!
Just hearing the door creaking, there were a lot of footsteps echoing in her ears. Concubine Mo Fei felt nervous like never before, so much so that she didn't hear anything clearly what Xi Niang said in her ears. She only heard what they were talking about.
There were a lot of them, and then they gradually dispersed one by one.
There is peace in my ears!
Put your left hand on your right hand and pinch it hard, telling yourself that this is not a dream, this is real. Be happy and smile. When he takes off the hippie, give him the most beautiful smile in his life!
Nervousness and joy were intertwined in her heart. Looking at the deer-colored boots under the kerchief, her heart beat like a drum!
Luo, I really married you!
Tuoba Luo's cold eyes looked at the woman sitting on the wedding bed, wrapped in red clothes, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Concubine Mo Fei's heart stopped there in an instant. Was he going to pick up the ribbon?
However, just when she felt a dark light slowly approaching her, the footsteps sounded again.
From under the hippa, she could see that he was approaching the table with acacia wine and snacks.