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Chapter 275 On this day, you and I both need face.

"This..." Luo Changan put his hand on her belly. The scene of giving birth to Jinhe was still vivid in her mind. There was another little life gestating in her belly. She had been questioned that she could not become a qualified woman.

Wife, this child makes her unable to move up and down, making her very anxious.

"I'm not ready for this child. Are you?"

"I'm not ready either." Luo Changan said honestly.

"Want it?"

Luo Changan looked at him with red eyes, "This is not my child. First of all, do you recognize it?"

"Admit it." He did not question her character. He was angry at her lack of regard for him and her spiritual betrayal.

"Do you want it?" Luo Changan asked softly.

"I don't know."

"I like children. Children make my life complete. From Jinhe to my brother, I think life is worth living." Luo Changan thought for a long time, "Since I am pregnant, it is fate, and I can raise him by myself. But, Long

Hey, can I stay? If Luo Changan's words have any credibility, I'm not delusional that a mother is more valuable than her child. I just can't bear to part with my child."

She knew that it was very sad to force a child to be born when a man did not accept the child. But she could not bear to have her own flesh and blood aborted.

"Well, raise him alone." Di Qianao stood up coldly, "You can do anything by yourself. Since you don't need me, just take care of it yourself."

After Di Qianao finished speaking, he left Luo Changan's mansion without any hesitation.

The day of the national wedding has arrived.

In the past month, Emperor Qianao has not been to Yongdinghou's residence once. Haiyin would come to pick Jinhe back to the palace to see his father from time to time, and would send Jinhe back on time before sunset.

Di Qianao never mentioned marriage again.

On the wedding day, this special day, Luo Changan didn't know what to do. She didn't know whether she should dress up like a bride, because she wasn't sure whether the emperor would come to marry her.

Or, she will wait for a divorce note and send her away to the palace, or wait until she ascends the Phoenix Stage before the emperor issues a divorce note, so that she will never be able to turn over again.

Luo Changan was really scared. She knew that before the emperor wanted to destroy someone, he would definitely hold him high. She didn't know if this wedding period was a death period for her.

Luo Changan sat in front of the dressing mirror, and Aunt Mei helped her comb her hair, "My dear, your identity is now revealed to the public, and your appearance is unparalleled in the world. But these eyes cannot shed tears anymore. Today is a happy day.

"

Luo Changan smiled softly and endured the strong morning sickness. This pregnancy was obviously much worse than the treatment she received when she was pregnant with Jinhe. She had 'struggled' for it. She admitted it, "Yeah. I won't cry anymore.

.Aunt Mei, do you think my wedding dress is too wide?"

"It's not that the wedding dress is too wide, it's that you are getting thinner. Changing the clothes can't keep up with your weight loss. The thread of this dress has been changed several times." Aunt Mei said, using a small needle to sew the thread again.

A few stitches.

Immediately, he put the complicated and luxurious phoenix crown on Luo Changan's neck. Her cheeks were covered by the fine bead curtain hanging from the phoenix crown, and she was really beautiful.

Immediately, the auspicious time arrived.

Aunt Mei waited anxiously at the door, then waited and waited. After half a cup of tea, the wedding team did not come.

Luo Changan also gradually widened his bitter smile.

Suddenly, festive suonas and heavy palace music sounded outside, and the entire Yongding Marquis Mansion became lively and noisy in an instant.

Aunt Mei quickly walked into the house and closed the door, "Here it comes, here it comes, the emperor has come to welcome the bride in person. Sit on the bed quickly, and make sure your feet don't touch the ground before getting on the sedan, so as not to take away the family's wealth.

"

Luo Changan followed the instructions, took off his shoes and sat on the bed. Aunt Mei hid her wedding shoes under the quilt.

Luo Changan was uncertain in her heart. She didn't know what would happen at the next wedding. Her heart was beating very fast. She was so afraid that she would be humiliated and embarrassed at the wedding. No matter how the emperor treated her,

She couldn't say anything, anything was wrong, it was wrong.

Haiyin said outside the door: "The groom has come to marry the bride, please open the door."

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "It's not difficult to open the door. You have to come up with the betrothal gift."

Haiyin said in a deep voice: "The betrothal gift is in the courtyard. The five courtyards before and after the Yongding Marquis Mansion are full of betrothal gifts."

Aunt Mei smiled again and said, "Yeah, I can't open the door without the key. I'm not sincere."

Luo Changan felt awkward and uneasy. The seemingly inseparable state of her and the emperor, and the little tricks Aunt Mei and Hai Yin used to hinder the emperor during their wedding made her feel frightened because she was not sure whether the emperor would lose his patience.

, turned around and left directly in disappointment.

Di Qianao took out a key from his lapel and handed it over, "Give this key to her."

When Luo Changan heard this, he almost shed tears. He is here, he is outside the door, he has come to marry her. On this day, he and she did not say hello in advance, but they both entered their roles by coincidence, a newlywed couple.

Haiyin was startled, and he quickly took the key and handed it to Aunt Mei through the crack of the door.

Aunt Mei put the key into Luo Changan's hand. Luo Changan held the key and couldn't help but feel moved. She had seen this key many times and it was the key to his treasury.

Haiyin urged: "Open the door, don't keep the emperor waiting."

Aunt Mei added: "In order to ensure that the groom has not picked up the wrong person, let's report the bride's birthday."

Luo Chang'an was startled. Maybe Di Qianao knew when her birthday was, but she felt that he didn't know the exact time. She was afraid it would look bad now and the emperor might not be able to answer.

"At three o'clock on the fifth day of the eleventh month of the twenty-third year of Taihe, Xiaoxue." Di Qian'ao said slowly without any hesitation.

Luo Changan's heart suddenly moved, and at the same time he felt ashamed. She only remembered him on the day of his birthday. In comparison, she was really ashamed of him. In the past, he really loved her with all his heart. She was the one who made everything happen.

Lost.

Aunt Mei opened the door, and then Di Qianao walked in wearing a wedding dress and a wedding crown. He looked energetic and handsome.

It was the first time Luo Changan saw him wearing red clothes, such a formal groom's uniform, and she couldn't help but be a little fascinated.

Di Qianao entered the room and glanced at the couch, only to see her lowered chin, her face flushed behind the bead curtain, and her emerald green fingers looming under the wide sleeves of her wedding dress.

Aunt Mei whispered: "Emperor, help the queen find shoes. Once you find the shoes, put them on the queen's feet, and then you can carry her into the sedan chair."

Upon hearing this, Di Qianao stepped closer to the bed, leaned over slightly, put his hand into the quilt, and touched Luo Changan's feet, which were only covered with socks. Both of them froze. He glanced at her, and then

He searched around with his hands and found the embroidered shoes under the quilt. He then stretched out his hands and held her ankles tightly between his fingers.

Luo Changan subconsciously retreated, but he held on tightly and said in a deep voice: "Don't let me notice any intention of retreating from you. Today, both you and I need to save face."


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