Chapter 975

"Ah, wake up, Joan is coming in."

Leng Jun Ao closed his eyes and frowned. Before he opened his eyes, the woman drove him away!

Finally, he put his arms around her and had a good sleep. The man was reluctant to let go. He rolled over and hugged her more tightly. He still closed his eyes and got angry!

"I will not go!"

Zhao Wanxi turned her eyes helplessly. This man's temperament is as elusive as midnight. Sometimes it's cold and heartless, sometimes it's gentle as water, sometimes Like an unreasonable child.

The woman was not worried. She lowered her voice and whispered in the man's ear: "according to the folk custom, the bridegroom and the bride can't meet on the first day of marriage. If Joan tells my mother about your sleeping here last night, my mother won't agree to get married today. The wedding date can only be postponed..."

Her last sentence really wakes Leng junao's mind in an instant. He doesn't want to postpone the wedding date until this day.

Without Zhao Wanxi's urging, the man jumped up in the blink of an eye, dressed neatly, glanced at the direction of the front door, and finally decided to take a detour from the rear window.

Looking at the man's face, Zhao Wanxi covered her mouth and snickered. Until the man's natural and handsome appearance disappeared in the back window, she slowly drew back her eyes, got up, simply cleaned up, put on a robe and opened the door for Joan and her party.

"Who was the young lady talking to just now?"

Joan vaguely seemed to hear the voice of the first lady in the room just now, but when she came into the room, it was empty, only the first lady was alone, and her apricot eyes flashed a little doubt.

Zhao Wanxi said with a smile, "I'm going to get married today. I'm a little nervous To himself

Joan had no doubt that she had it. She suddenly had a look on her face. Then she joked with a smile: "the emperor's heart for the eldest lady can be learned. The eldest lady doesn't have to think about anything. She just needs to get married in a beautiful way..."

As she said, Joan went to the back window and closed it. "It's windy at night. How can the young lady keep the window open? If she gets windy, she'll be in trouble."

Zhao Wanxi pursed her lips and said nothing.

Joan was as busy as a housekeeper. She asked the maids to come into the room in batches, dressing, dressing and combing their hair.

The morning light reflects the sky, and the small green garden has three layers inside and three layers outside, with the head surging.

In the room, Zhao Wanxi's gorgeous little face, which is set off by her fiery red wedding dress, is more moving. In the reflection of the bronze mirror, Lin Qiaoyu holds her daughter's hand, and her face is full of eyes.

"Xi'er, when you enter the palace in the future, your mother will not be able to accompany you. Take care of yourself."

Zhao Wanxi obediently nodded her head, and Joan gently reminded her: "don't worry, madam. There is a maid with her. She will take good care of her."

Lin Qiaoyu grinned and rubbed qiong'er's head: "that's right! With joan here, I'm more relieved. "

At this time, the palace people's sharp voice came from outside Cuiyuan: "lucky time! Please get the bride in the sedan chair

Thirty two people carried a red wedding sedan chair. Zhao Wanxi wore a red wedding dress and a red wedding gown on her head. With the help of her maid qiong'er and her mother, she got on the chariot.

Ten mile long street, the sea of people, everywhere is filled with a festive atmosphere, the emperor's wedding, tax relief for three years, the people are also happy, happy.