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Chapter two

In the evening, as His Majesty's special envoy, Fichet arrived with a special mission, and there was a lot of excitement! When he staggered to find me in the back garden of the Governor's Palace, I was looking at me in the mercury-like moonlight. The trees above me were in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Fichet staggered over and sat next to me, and said with a loud tongue: "The gorgeous guy is... in a daze?"

"If you're not a good drinker, don't drink so much." Although I also liked to have a few drinks in my previous life, I hated drunks very much: "Look at you!"

"Oh, I'm glad. It's so... it's not easy to get away from the Holy City... that depressing place!" Fichet said with half-open eyes: "Then what are you thinking about here?"

"I! I'm thinking..." I started to lower my head and fiddle with the grass on the ground: "My marriage..."

"Yes!" Fichet said: "Three beautiful wives... I really envy you."

"You know what? I had a fight with Kelly today. Although we often quarreled before...but this time it's a little different." I ignored Fishette's nonsense: "I don't even know if I did it right. I am mentally prepared to live with these three girls.”

"How should I understand this?" Fichet shook his head and said, "Ha! Is the famous 'Rogue Governor' actually afraid of getting married?"

"If something goes wrong here, I may hurt them." I continued: "They are not only my wives, but also my friends! I don't want to hurt any of them, do you understand?"

"Well... that seems to make sense. There are some differences between friends and wives." Fichet said: "But I can't help you in this matter. You can do your best!"

I watched Fichet walking back singing loudly with the support of the guards, and I couldn't help but wonder if he would still remember what he said to me here tonight tomorrow.

But in the blink of an eye, I thought, isn’t life like this? Occasionally, I forget the past, but I don’t know anything about tomorrow...

Don't think about this anymore! I stood up. Yesterday has passed, but tomorrow has not come yet. No matter what, at least I have enjoyed the cool breeze and charming moonlight tonight, right?

Yes... and the friendship that is filled with the smell of wine, even though the smell of red wine is not very good...

What does the past have to do with me? What happens tomorrow, does it have anything to do with who I am now? As long as I work hard now and do the best I can, I don't need to worry about anything else.

"I will take good care of them and do my best to give them happiness... This is enough, after all, I am only one person."

After thinking about this, I "floated" back to my room with a slightly sweet grass root in my mouth.

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on my window, the entire Governor's Mansion immediately became lively. Everyone up and down put on new clothes and were busy doing their jobs with happy faces.

At the gate, the guards loudly announced the names of the guests who came to congratulate them; outside the room, servants held silver trays and presented various fruits and drinks to the guests with small steps...

With the help of several maids who have taken care of me since childhood, I will start to wear new clothes that are more complicated than the usual aristocratic attire. Although it is troublesome, I am still full of novelty.

The attire worn by ordinary civilians at weddings can be compared with the usual attire of nobles. For them, this is the only opportunity in their lives to dress close to the nobles. Of course, he (she) must be rich.

OK.

Since commoners are like this, one can imagine how luxurious the nobles' wedding dresses are, not to mention that the owner of this dress today is a governor of a place, and he also has the status of a major in the royal army...

A maid picked up the top from the silver tray and carefully unfolded it in front of my eyes... The pure white material was inlaid with silver threads, with slightly wider shoulder pads and a straight stand-up collar. The lines were like knife-like workmanship.

Sewing without losing softness...

On the left chest is the aristocratic symbol representing the Al Qaeda family, which is an eagle flying high.

Now, under the eagle there is a cross pattern of two golden two-handed swords, which represents my military duties, and the background of olive branches behind the entire logo shows that the owner of this dress is also a civilian governor

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Seeing the complete set of underwear, coat, ribbon and gem-encrusted sword... I kept sighing, but in my heart I was thinking that if I sold this set of clothes... the Dark City would definitely be able to build five more miles.

Long city walls! But if a nobleman is reduced to selling clothes, then he doesn’t need to be a nobleman anymore!

"Sir," the maid said, "let's get started, otherwise we will neglect the guests if we are late."

"Okay." I nodded.

After a lot of effort, I put on the whole outfit and stood in front of a large mirror and looked at myself carefully...except for the weird hair and eyes, everything else was normal!

To be honest, whether in my previous life or now, my appearance is not very handsome and charming. At most, I am just a little resolute. I even felt a little inferior about this when I was studying in my previous life.

When I got a little older, I joined the army and society... I realized that looks are not everything about a person. As long as I have talent and strength, I can naturally get everything I want.

Of course, my own life is another matter, because it is not under my control.

"What are you looking at? Are you fascinated by me?" The maid behind me gently combed my long hair with a wooden comb while joking with me.

Maybe it’s because of my personality! Growing up, I had no idea about the hierarchical relationship between servants and masters, and I never considered myself to be a noble. I would often catch servants talking about “sister, brother, aunt, uncle”.

The direct consequence of barking is that all the servants in the house like me, and the negative effect is that most of the popular jokes in the house are about me.

"I have been combing the young master since he was a child... today is the last time." The maid tied a silver hairband on the finished hair to make the whole dress more harmonious: "Young master, you will be an adult in the future.

You have to work hard!"

I was speechless in response to such words. I simply didn’t know what direction I should work towards. Does hard work have a direct relationship with whether I am an adult?

"Master, please wait in the room for a while!" Another maid said to me with a smile: "Let's go and help you see how the bride is getting ready."

I nodded speechlessly, feeling confused and yet calm.

"Come out quickly! Brother." After a while, Fichet banged the door vigorously: "We have to get there first!"

My heart was beating so hard that I walked to the mirror and said to myself: "Hey! Brother, be energetic! You are getting married today!"

I'm still scared.

Accompanied by Fichet, I came to the newly decorated lobby and began to receive the guests who came to congratulate me under the care of my father, holding hands and saying some innocuous words.

The hall has been remodeled for my wedding, and it is much larger than before. A whole white marble ceremonial stage was built in the innermost position, surrounded by blooming flowers. In front of the ceremonial stage

, are rows of velvet fabric chairs.

"Governor Visu Keda." The priest who came from the Holy City Temple said to his father: "It's almost time, let's get started!"

"Okay." Dad replied with a smile: "I'll leave everything to you!"

The priest in white robes walked to the stage, coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention, and then raised his hands to silence the people in the hall.

"Everyone!" He said: "As the messenger specially sent by the temple to preside over the wedding of Cohen Keda, I am here to announce with great honor that the wedding of Governor Cohen Keda will begin now!"

People in the hall first burst into warm applause, and then took their seats from front to back according to their status. Only I stood in front of the stage, accompanied by my father and Fichet.

"Invite the bride to enter the auditorium!" After saying this, the priest nodded to the band conductor standing by the door. The guy gestured with his hands, the band began to play music, and a dozen girls from the temple choir began to sing arias.

Ordinary songs.

If you listen carefully, you will find that it is praising God! This is too... This is my wedding, what does it have to do with God?

If I remember correctly, God did not help me when I had an argument with Kelly yesterday.

"God is like an annoying distant relative!" I mumbled and complained: "If you have trouble, you won't see anyone, but there will definitely be benefits!"

The priest heard this and looked at me with strange eyes. My father quickly explained to him in a low voice: "Our Cohen is still a child, so he is a little nervous about the wedding."

The priest smiled in relief and turned to stare at the door.

I involuntarily turned my body slightly to the side and looked towards the door.

Ah, three brides in white dresses walked in slowly, holding the hands of their red-nosed grandfather and mother respectively. Like three bright pearls, my eyes suddenly lit up, full of gorgeous colors. My first

For once I feel that expensive dresses are really good things.

Although the styles of the three people's dresses were similar, they perfectly brought out the different temperaments of each of them. Feline was dignified, Kelly was bright, and Wen Silly was elegant... They approached with smiles on their faces, although they never looked at me.

But it made my heart skip a beat!

Reluctantly, I turned back and swallowed dryly. My heart was filled with a feeling of happiness.

The three brides and I stood in a row, listening to the priest read out the blessings of the temple. Because I was in a better mood, I no longer found this tedious process boring and I cooperated very well.

Until the priest rang the silver bell in his hand, he announced that we were officially recognized as a couple.

I have to kiss their red cheeks one by one, my palms are sweaty.

Feilin tilted her head slightly, looked at me with a smile, and faced me generously.

But Wen Sili refused to raise her head, so I had no choice but to kiss her forehead.

Kelly glared at me first, then smiled and kissed me back.

Big feast! From noon to evening.

The Governor's Mansion was completely boiling...

I was very involved in my role as the groom and toasted each guest one by one. As the best man, Fichet held a wine bottle in one hand and followed me happily.

Every time he walked in front of a guest, Fichet was the first to fill up the red wine for him, and then poured me juice that looked almost exactly the same color as the red wine. Then he urged us to drink it, and after listening to each other's teachings, we went to the next place.

One...I am completely like a puppet now.

Finally, it was time for the banquet to end. Fortunately, there is no custom of making wedding arrangements here. My back and legs ached, and I stood at the door, nodding and bowing, to see off the guests.

"Someone asked me to escort you to the new house." Fichet grabbed my hand and said, "Probably because they are afraid that you will faint due to stage fright!"

"You!" I felt angry and funny in my heart. As a prince, Fichet was actually not serious anymore. As for the issue of "stage fright"... Which young gang member is clean and self-sufficient? Even though he was born in his previous life.

Experience, but you won’t forget it, right?

My wife is my wife... I have never had one in my previous life. We have been in love since childhood and have experienced setbacks. It must be different! It is really full of expectations.

I couldn't help but think wildly, Fichet had already slammed the door: "Everyone, bring the prisoner!" Well, wait a minute, the prisoner? Who is the prisoner? (To be continued)


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