King Ning even threatened to announce their good deeds on the day of Murong ruoru and hairpin ceremony. Naturally, it was more lively.
Who is king Ning? Bai Li Ning Yu, the first floor of the first outer gate disciple of Qianling palace, is one of the best in Cangfeng kingdom. He is the best husband many girls dream of. But who can think of that? Once he comes back, he will be given the first place by Murong Ruo Ru. Many people are envious that they will not hesitate to regret the dowry arranged by the empress dowager, but also marry Murong ruoru.
Murong Feng, who lives in a corner, listens to the noise outside. The night before, he is so happy.
However, she Murong Fengqing is also very happy. Even she can't wait to think of such a lively atmosphere tomorrow.
Murong ruoru, Baili Ningyu, are you ready to take over?
Soon, the next day.
The sleeping Murong Feng frowned. The sound of firecrackers woke her up. Her eyes opened and she looked coldly at the main courtyard in the distance.
Because of the fire a few days ago, the main courtyard was unable to meet the guests. All the guests were in the garden.
"Wei Yue, help me to clean up!" Murong Feng sat up, his face was still a huge scar in disguise, his face was yellow, and he looked like bean sprouts.
When you come to the garden, the whole garden has been decorated. There are famous flowers and precious grasses everywhere. There are delicious melons and fruits around the garden, and there seems to be a faint aroma of fruit everywhere.
And now Murong ruoru is following Murong Tianyuan and Li Shi to welcome guests. He smiles and nods shyly from time to time. He looks very dignified.
"Miss Murong is really beautiful and elegant. She deserves to be a talented woman in Cangfeng country."
"Prime minister Murong is very lucky. With such a charming person, the future husband will certainly be noble."
"You're wrong, you're wrong!" Everyone congratulates Murong Tianyuan, saying that he is in full bloom. Who doesn't know the good things that King Ning Baili and his eldest daughter are doing? These flattering words are in Murong Tianyuan's heart.
However, the excitement was interrupted by the weak voice, just like pouring a basin of ice water in the hot sun, which made people feel cool.
"Dad, I've come to congratulate my elder sister." A tilt son, not only let Murong Tianyuan smile froze, even Li's mother and daughter also can't believe it.
A few days ago, my mother didn't come to explain that Murong Fengqing died of illness because of the severe injury on her face?
"Elder sister, you are so beautiful today. Qing'er is really envious!" Looking at the gaping people around, Murong Feng tilts his eyes and flashes through the cold awn. Supported by Weiyue, he comes to Murong ruoru. A dirty hand grabs Murong ruoru's hand and laughs intimately.
At this time, the presence of people back to God, looking at the people in front of us.
Isn't it because Murong Fengqing wants to climb up to King Ning and is killed by King Ning?
At this time, his face was covered with a yellow gauze, his hair was rough and messy, and he looked so ugly.
Especially the black hands, set off by Murong's white hands, are even more ugly.
Everyone's expression is very ugly, even micro month unconsciously bowed his head. She wanted to be clean and tidy, but when she went out, she made herself look like this with mud.
Just like the beggars on the street.