Chapter 181

Qin Yuran naturally knows what the people in front of her are worried about, but at this moment she doesn't care about these things. What he cares about is what is Beiming Hao's attitude towards Wang Fuchun? Although it was my next edict, now it is about to happen. The wedding night will definitely happen. That woman will work with her husband, which is bound to happen. But what is the attitude towards this?

Can Beiming Hao have to do something he doesn't like because the woman was ordered to marry by the emperor. What will happen to him if he does?

You just want to think that the whole person is fascinated. At this time, Beiming Hao quietly comes from his side. Ling Luo originally wanted to wake Qin Yuran, but Beiming Hao next to him stops him.

Although I didn't know what Beiming Hao meant, Ling Luo knew that she should leave now, so she left immediately.

At this time, Qin Yuran said a word in silence. "Ling Luo, tell me whether the man is attracted by Wang fuchuner, or whether he will be unable to resist Wang Fuchun's beauty one day."

To be honest, Qin Yuran is not sure about this. After all, although Wang Fuchun is silly sometimes, his appearance is not very bad. It can be regarded as one of the best in the imperial palace. If one day Beiming Hao really has a heart for that woman, it is not impossible.

Just when he was frowning because of this matter, a leisurely voice beside him slowly rang up.

"I really didn't expect that you should care so much about me. It seems that I should be moved now."

Qin Yuran doesn't know when Beiming Hao is standing behind him. The whole person is scared to fall back. He is about to fall into the water.

Beiming Hao immediately pulls Qin Yuran back, and Qin Yuran returns to Beiming Hao's arms.

The warm temperature gives Qin Yuran a great sense of security. But at the thought of what she had just said, Qin Yuran felt her face burning.

He couldn't help burying his head in the chest of Beiming Hao, and he didn't want the people in front of him to look at his appearance. But Beiming Hao is very gentle touch his head, very gentle said.

"I promise you, I will never have any feelings for Wang Fuchun. As far as he and I are concerned, it's just a play on the spot. Do you want to believe me?"

Hearing this, Qin Yuran seems to have taken a reassuring pill. All the confusion disappeared in that moment.

The next day the wedding banquet began.

Although all of us know that Wang Fuchun came into Beiming Hao's belly to be a chopper, because of the support of the Empress Dowager and the emperor behind him, he was treated with the courtesy of his wife this time.

Although Qin Yuran felt uncomfortable looking at this, she could only bear it in silence, and Beiming Hao tried her best to make Qin Yuran not to look at these things, not to see them, not to be upset.

Although both of them were silent about this matter, Ling Luo on one side was not. After all, he had been with Qin Yuran for such a long time and had already been in love with Qin Yuran.

He didn't want to see Qin Yuran being bullied by others like this. Anyway, she would let Wang Fuchun have a taste of it and let him know that being able to enter the palace does not mean that he can live here well.

Put on the same clothes as Bei Ming Hao, Ling Luo slowly hides and waits for the opportunity.

At this time, Wang Fuchun is still looking forward to the happy life after marriage with beiminghao.

After worshipping heaven and earth, Wang Fuchun should sit on the table, waiting to toast with all the people. But this time the goal was more powerful than he thought.

However, Wang Fuchun didn't care at all. Instead, she picked up a glass of wine and walked towards Qin Yuran. She finally got to her present position. If Qin Yuran didn't help her, it would not be easy for her to get here. Now that she has been married, he must give her a strong hand.

"Isn't this sister? Today is my sister's wedding ceremony. Thank you very much for coming to join us today. Even if my sister said hello to my sister, I would like to invite her to drink this wine. "

This sentence does not forget to tell Qin Yuran what kind of day it is now. Although Qin Yuran does not want to take care of the people in front of her, the people in front of her have already come and she has to take care of them.

Cold, after drinking this glass of wine, I thought this was the end of the matter, but the people in front of him still refused to let go, as if they wanted to see today's women cry out. Ling Luo on the side could not see it, so he rushed up.

Because of the cover on his head, Wang Fuchun couldn't see what the man in front of him looked like. He only knew that the man in front of him was wearing wedding clothes, so he thought that he was his husband.

Without saying a word, Wang Fuchun leaned toward Ling Luo, feeling that his plan was a little successful. Ling Luo poured wine at Wang Fuchun again and again.All the people at the bottom were standing on Qin Yuran's side. Watching Wang Fuchun treated like this, they didn't know how happy they were. In order to make Ling Luo's plan more smooth, they also toasted.

Within a short time of work, Wang Fuchun has been in front of the people made dizzy, no way, he had to be taken back to the room by the people below.

At this time, Beiming Hao just came out of the house and had just solved one thing. Seeing that there was no Wang Fuchun, he probably understood what had happened. He quickly turned his eyes to Qin Yuran's body, and looked at Qin Yuran's reddish cheek. He held Qin Yuran forward.

"How much wine have you drunk? Your face is so red." I don't know if it's because of alcohol. Qin Yuran looks at the people in front of him. He pushes them away and walks forward unsteadily.

"Your little daughter-in-law has taken the initiative to propose a toast. If I don't drink it, I will lose face for you. I think you have two daughters in law. Are you not happy?"

Although usually, Qin Yuran always pretends to care, but now Wang Fuchun has entered the house. Even if Qin Yuran is there, how to treat that person as an air can't ignore its existence.