209. Chapter 209 There are a few poems in our place
"It's all because of this thing on the head..." Jiao Xiaoliu pointed to his head. He really regretted his mistake. His standard weight was gone so easily. It was gone...
For Feng Qianchen, it was no problem even if the person in his arms weighed more than 180 pounds. He smiled silently and walked outside. The crowd that was surrounding him suddenly dispersed to both sides to make way for a path.
Lu Lai. It is more like a passage than a road, a passage that only allows one person to pass.
Feng Qianchen always had a charming smile on his lips. He walked calmly through the crowd with his beloved girl in his arms and walked towards the sedan chair parked outside the door.
"That woman is so happy..."
"That's right, welcoming the bride in person is what every woman wants..."
"It's true that people deserve to be compared with each other. This wedding reception is truly unprecedented and unprecedented..."
"..." The voices of envy, jealousy and hatred are endless. For the first time, Jiao Xiaoliu feels that even being the center of attention is not so annoying. (Miss Jiao's subtext: Girl, I'm just here to attract hatred~~~嘤嘤嘤嘤
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The moment Feng Qianchen placed Jiao Xiaoliu on the sedan chair, he suddenly changed his mind. He jumped onto the horse and walked towards the seventh prince's palace with our girl Jiao in his arms, causing another wave of restlessness in the crowd. He Wan'er frowned
He frowned, called Bu Qingyun, gave some instructions, and followed him.
Feng Qianchen kept waving to the crowd, but Jiao Xiaoliu felt uneasy again in his heart, "Qianchen, did something happen?"
"No, don't think about it." Feng Qianchen's smile was still bright, and no one except Jiao Xiaoliu could notice that he was talking.
Jiao Xiaoliu's uneasy feeling became stronger and stronger, "Qianchen, nothing will happen, right?"
"No, nothing will happen as long as I'm here." The smile on Feng Qianchen's face froze for a moment, then returned to normal.
"I want to get married as soon as possible..." The sooner the better, otherwise it would be really bad if something happens.
Feng Qianchen shook his head, "The auspicious time has not arrived, so I can't worship."
Jiao Xiaoliu was also helpless. Although he felt uneasy in his heart, no matter what happened, it would be good to have Feng Qianchen by his side.
There is already a sea of people in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion. In fact, getting married is very simple for the royal family. The man only needs to come out of the mansion to greet the bride at the moment the sedan enters the house. The man is picked up from the main entrance.
Even the principal concubines, side concubines and concubines usually enter through the side door, and no one will come out to receive the bride. Such a grand wedding reception is unprecedented.
The distance from 'Ai Le Fang' to the Seventh Prince's Mansion is not close or far. Anyway, when Jiao Xiaoliu was about to fall asleep while leaning on Feng Qianchen's chest, the horse stopped. There was a sound of firecrackers.
The music of drums and drums rang loudly again, and Feng Qianchen behind him got off his horse and hugged Jiao Xiaoliu down again.
Jiao Xiaoliu seemed to be unable to adapt to the heavy weight on his head, and he swayed before standing still. Feng Qianchen held Jiao Xiaoliu's hand, feeling a little nervous, and Jiao Xiaoliu could even feel him shaking slightly.
So, he held his hands behind his back and whispered a sentence from under his hijab, "We have some poems there, do you want to listen to them?"
Feng Qianchen nodded, suddenly thinking that Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't see his movements at all, so he could only say, "Of course."
