The man's eyes fall on the wedding dress neatly placed at the head of the bed. The light in his eyes is as dark as deep. He stares at Zhao Wanxi who has no response.
"If you don't want the servant girls to help you, it seems that you want Ben Shaoqin to help you change it."
Zhao Wanxi's voice turned pale, and the man's eyes were cold and solemn. She was absolutely serious, and she believed that he could do it!
She took a deep breath. She motioned calmly and asked him to go out. She didn't need any help!
Night Phoenix dust dark deep ink pupil, with cold fine awn, staring at her, pause for a few seconds, slowly nodded: "good! When Ben gives you only a stick of incense, if you haven't dressed up by that time, then Ben will be the only one to do it
As a gust of wind swept, come and go in a hurry, tall and straight figure of the man disappeared in the room.
Zhao Wanxi had no choice but to sigh. She was like a roast on the fire. She was suffering, but she had no way back.
Glancing at the red wedding dress, I can't help feeling familiar. Has she ever worn the red wedding dress, the Phoenix crown and the red xipa? A hand came in and suddenly opened her red cap
The picture of memory becomes blurred, like a dream, but there is an inexplicable sense of reality.
The time of a pillar of incense soon passed, and a beautiful figure was reflected in the bronze mirror. The red wedding dress was very suitable, and wrapped Zhao Wanxi's delicate body exquisitely.
The servant girls pushed the door in, obviously relieved.
"Girl Ni'er, the auspicious time is coming!"
Zhao Wanxi didn't make trouble with them any more. If she got married, she would get married. Didn't ye FengChen say that after she got married, she would give her clear water in the flower pool, and it would be not too late for her to find a way to escape from flame island.
Sixteen people carry the red wedding sedan, staggering toward the direction of Xitang. Yefengchen has already been waiting at the gate of Xitang. Xiniang gives the red satin to him. He takes a deep look at the figure covered with red xipa, and his lips are slightly crooked.
Although the marriage was arranged in a hurry, it was arranged in good order because of the plan made by flame Island dozens of days ago.
Yexiaotian and liuyilan are in beautiful clothes. They are sitting elegantly in the high hall. The people who come to watch the ceremony are all the dignified elders and families on the flame island.
"Good time! Salute the new man
"Worship heaven and earth!"
"Three bows to the high hall!"
Like a puppet, Zhao Wanxi let the servant girl on her side bend down and salute her body. Then the third "husband and wife worship" rose high, and suddenly a dark wind rose in the hall of joy.
Then came the deafening laughter, which was creepy.
How could the arrogant laughter sound familiar to Zhao Wanxi's ears? It was like a person Nanlin emperor!
Isn't it really him?
He stole the secret script of flame island. He still has the guts. Is he out of his mind?
A black figure came like a whirlwind. The sleeves of the men's robes were filled with wind, and the corners of their lips were filled with evil spirits and sneers. From their bones, they revealed the aura of a king, and their eyes were on the happy couple.
"Nanlin emperor's coming, it's a pity to welcome you from afar!"
The night Phoenix dust eagle's eyes half narrowed, and the corner of his lips outlined a sneer with special meaning. The chill spread to his face and eyes along the corner of his lips, and even the temperature of Xitang suddenly dropped to the freezing point.