Suddenly, the power of the Murong family became even stronger than before. The family expanded ten times more than before.
"Tick tick, tick tick..." cheerful music sounded in front of Murong Feixue's house.
Huahua, Li Daiyuan, Xin Yue and Pan Niang, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, all looked uncontrollably excited.
"It's finally here...it's finally here! I've finally been looking forward to this day! I'm so excited..."
"Yeah...it's finally over, and we can finally see the lovers getting married!"
"Hey...but, the young lady is now the pillar of the Murong family. I guess Mr. Murong is unwilling to let her go, right?"
"It's going to rain. My mother is going to get married. The young lady is waiting in the boudoir. If she doesn't get married, won't she become an old girl and stay at home?"
Following the discussion of several maids, they saw the mighty welcoming team of nearly a hundred people, playing and playing, arriving at the entrance of the mansion in a lively manner.
There were guards in golden uniforms with swords. Hundreds of people came. They lined up the wall to prevent the crowds of people watching in the aisles from crowding and offending His Highness the Long Prince. The leading guards were Long Ming's right-hand men - Lei Ren and Lei Yu. They
Wearing a mighty and majestic silver armor, he opened the way in front. Behind him were fifty musicians, and the sound of drums resounded through the sky.
Such a majestic and spectacular scene is rare in the world. Almost all the people of the Great Yuan Empire came out in full force. For a time, the streets were empty. Everyone had three floors inside and three floors outside. The entrance to Murong Feixue's mansion was packed to the brim.
In Murong's mansion, Mr. Murong Aotian was sitting high in the grand master's chair in the hall, holding his white beard. There was an incomprehensible smile at the corner of his mouth...
Sitting next to him was Murong Feixue, who was already dressed up.
The emperor of Huanyun Kingdom had already given out betrothal gifts and birth dates. Everything was ready, all he needed was the east wind. But fate had its way. Before the wedding was about to take place, the Murong family suffered a misfortune. As a result, now Murong can
The only elder who makes the decision in Feixue is Mr. Murong Aotian.
I just don’t know what the old man was thinking, but he was reluctant to send Murong Feixue out. The other uncles and uncles of the Murong family in the mansion were all sweating for Murong Feixue. You know, this is His Highness the Long Prince! You missed it.
There is no shop like this in this village...
"Master...should it be time to send Feixue out...if we miss the auspicious time, I'm afraid it won't be good..."
"Yes... the other party is His Royal Highness the Dragon Prince! I heard that he will inherit the throne of Huanyun Kingdom soon. If I miss this marriage, it will be really..."
"I don't think it's possible to find such a perfect husband nowadays..."
The seven aunts and eight aunts of the family were all talking about it, trying to persuade the old man to hurry up and send Murong Feixue to the sedan chair.
"Bang..." Mr. Murong Aotian slammed the tea cup in his hand onto the table.
That calm and self-defeating expression immediately silenced the people around him. Everyone looked at the old man Murong Aotian in front of them in horror, with cold sweat covering their heads.
"Hmph, will our Feixue be in a hurry to get married? If Long Ming can't give me a good guarantee, I won't let him kidnap my precious granddaughter easily!"
Murong Aotian's words are full of confidence and natural arrogance.
