Chapter 583

"Cough Master, your brother has come to see you. " Just when Xiao Chen is ready for the next move, there is a knock on the door. Jing Yue pushes Xiao Chen away in a hurry.

"Oh Here we are Jing Yue took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Chen with red cheeks. She pursed her lips and said, "I'll go first. You can go out after I go."

“……” Xiao Chen's face was dark and almost burned.

In the heart mercilessly low incantation a damned.

Jing Yue straightens her clothes and pats her cheek. Then she goes out. At a glance, she sees nuanyu, who is talking with Jing lang. she feels that her heart is beating as if she has been caught.

"Big brother." Jingyue smiles and calls jinglang.

"Yue'er, I happened to pass by the shop. I heard that you had come to take the wedding dress, so I came in to have a look." Jing Lang raised his hand and rubbed Jing Yue's head and asked, "how is it? Does the dress fit? Do you still like it? "

Jing Yue is a little stunned. This is the reaction. Warm jade must say that she is trying on the wedding dress inside. Otherwise, Jing Lang won't ask. Jing Yue coughs in embarrassment and says with a smile: "it fits me very well. I like it very much."

"That's good." Jinglang should say: "let's go, dad is waiting at home."

"Good." The moon should fall.

Xiao Chen opens a corner curtain and looks at Jing Yue and Jing Lang leaving. His eyes are full of gloomy color. Xing Yi, who is shrinking in a corner, just shows up. Looking at his master's gloomy face, he grins slightly. It seems that when he sees Miss Jing Yue, the master is more miserable.

On the 10th of November, the wedding day of the ninth emperor.

The whole street from Wangfu to Xiangfu has been contracted. Jing Yue is dragged up by nuanyu in her sleep. It's the etiquette and the teaching. Jing Yue yawns and studies at the same time. That's why getting married is so tiring.

Why didn't you feel anything last time?

"Ah My face... " The earth shaking wail rang out. Several servant girls took Jing Yue by one hand, while others took two threads to shave Jing Yue's face. They said that they wanted to shave the hair off her face. The taste was so cool.

"Young lady, please bear it..." Warm jade was Jingyue that sad cry to call in the heart can't bear, a strength in the side of soft voice comfort.

"Ah! You try! I feel skinned on my face. " Jingyue's tears ran for a long time. It was clear that she was tossing about. Then there was the messy process of dressing and combing her hair. As soon as it was over, Jingyue had collapsed.

Sobbing It's one of the 18.

The sky is bright, Jingyue's wedding dress is changed, and the mandarin duck brocade handkerchief on the top of his head is covered. At this time, the sound of gongs and drums is heard outside. Then a young man runs in excitedly and shouts loudly: "Uncle Jiuhuang is coming to pick up the wedding!"

"Hurry up, the bride gets up..." At this moment, Jing Yue just felt her neck was almost broken. The thing on her head was just like a huge stone. It was really tangled!

There was a cheering sound outside. Jing Yue was helped out of the room and went towards the hall. From a distance, she heard Xiao Chen's voice. Jing Yue's eyes showed a smile. Hanging her head, she could see a pair of hands holding her hand. It was a little rough. It was her father's hand.

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