A trace of treacherous flashed in Shuiwu's eyes, and Shui Han actually ignored her?! Shui Han has been lucky than her since she was a child. No matter what mistake Shui Han made, there will be someone to protect her. Humph, she will definitely not let Shui Han go!
"The Third Highness is here."
The guard outside the door shouted, and Shui Lian walked in with a long ink robe and strode in. Several maids behind her were holding a lot of gifts.
"Congratulations to the Seventh Sister." Shui Lian curled her lips and asked the maid behind her to send a gift.
"Thank you, my third sister, for your favor. Come and treat my third sister well." Yi Shuihan smiled and called for the waiter.[
"Sister Qi, go and do it myself." Shui Lian smiled and stepped into the living room.
The guests were almost there, and all the princes, ministers, civil and military officials and officials came. The ceremony was almost time to go, and one person was still missing, Her Majesty the Queen.
Lan Zhiqiu looked out the door, a little worried.
Yi Shuihan: "Father, I'm not nervous, why are you nervous?"
Lan Zhiqiu looked at her docilely and smiled: "I'm not calm when I grow up so old, and I'm not nervous when I get married."
Yi Shuihan: "Okay, father, go and sit down, I'll send someone to urge me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the guards shouted outside the door: "Her Majesty the Queen is here."
Everyone made a way out. Shui Luo came surrounded by guards, with a calm expression and a slight smile.
"See Your Majesty." Everyone saluted quickly.
Shui Luo hurried over and helped Lan Zhiqiu up and said with a smile: "Lan Guijun, I will sit with you."
After speaking, Shui Luo held Lan Zhiqiu and sat on the master's seat together, and then said to everyone below: "No gifts, today is the wedding of the seventh sister, so there is no need to perform the rituals of the king and the minister."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Due to the arrival of Her Majesty the original lively scene became much quieter, and everyone spoke carefully.
It was already noon, and the master who presided over the wedding came into the hall with a magical staff in his hand, and the wedding ceremony was about to be held.
Yi Shuihan and Mo Ningxun came in hand, and everyone present was amazed.
The male guests were amazed by the style of the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince was notorious. At this moment, he was wearing a dress and his brilliance made people unable to remove his eyes. It was really a Buddha who relied on gold clothes and people relied on clothes.
The female guests were amazed at the style of Prince Xiyue. This Prince Xiyue is not only unparalleled, but also extraordinary. Unfortunately, she is matched with the Seventh Prince. Some princesses looked at Yi Shuihan unwillingly. Prince Xiyue was about to marry.
Marry her, when will it be Shui Han's turn, the extremely stupid fool?
The master was wearing a white wide-sleeved dress, keeping a slight smile and walking slowly.
The hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Yi Shuihan and Mo Ningxun.[
The sun has reached the sky, and the sacred moment is coming.
"Above the name of heaven, God gave him a marriage here." The divine master held the magical staff in his hand and walked past everyone step by step, surpassing Yi Shuihan and Mo Ningxun.
Suddenly, the divine master's eyes changed, and the sharp silver light on the head of the magical staff in his hand hit the person sitting directly.
Lan Zhiqiu's face turned pale, and without thinking, he reached out to grab the silver light, intending to stop its attack.
"Father! No!" Yi Shuihan was shocked. She had never been so scared.
The silver magic wand brushed across his palms, and blood sprinkled, and its attack hit Shui Luo directly.
At the critical moment, with a loud bang, a white figure was thrown out, hit the stone pillar, and then fell to the ground. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood. He was thrown by Yi Shuihan, and he would be even more dead.