"We must do what we say." Jun Shaochen's face was sincere with a smile on her face!

People want to believe him unconditionally.

Everybody is at ease!

Mo Niang and the emperor were very pleased.

Murong Shaofeng also smiles. Momo likes peace best, which is the only thing he can do for her.

Murong Shaofeng looked at the red sun at the edge of the sky, and his mood seemed to be much better. His elegant figure, facing the sunset, slowly walked out of the palace.

Night light cold he cloud Ting look at each other a smile, Shao Feng may look open, so that they are at ease.

On October 28, Jun Shaochen ascended to the throne as emperor, and his year number was Chen mobile.

People who know Jun Shaochen's thoughts seem to understand that he is making up for some kind of regret in his heart.

From then on, the world was divided into four, and the peace between the four countries seemed to be restored.

Time flies by. The eighth day of November is also a great day.

Today, bright moon villa and Cloud City are decorated with lanterns and decorations, presenting a jubilant Festival everywhere.

There are red lanterns hanging on the gate of Mingyue villa.

Couplets are pasted on both sides of the gate, and auspicious clouds surround the house.

Today is the big day for Qingfeng and Qinglian.

And people from several ethnic groups also stayed to attend Qinglian's wedding.

Qinglian is an orphan, and her only close elder is mo Niang.

Mo Niang, as her mother, combs her hair and reads auspicious words for Qinglian.

With a hundred combs of hair, the beauty of the city is full of pink and white, and the Phoenix crown is full of splendor.

Qinglian looks at the pretty face in the bronze mirror. She is really happy today!

"Green lotus, it is often said that two loyal hearts are woven with brocade, and one red apricot is planted according to clouds. Good luck has long been forged into a good couple. You will be very happy if you agree with green maple."

"Thank you, mother Mo!" Qinglian smiles softly and feels sad. If the villa master is here today, her wedding will be more perfect!

"Mo Niang, Qinglian, are you ready? The sedan chair has come to the gate He Yunting today put on a set of bright red wedding robes, let him look more amazing!

"Yunting, OK." Mo Niang was very happy.

"Come, Qinglian, Mo Niang will cover you with a red veil."

Mo Niang happily covers the green lotus with a red cap. The green lotus comes in and leads her out.

There was no matchmaker.

Flower makeup red, new Jiao riding Luan sedan chair, happy music ring.

It is also a celebration.

Qinglian's wedding is a red dress of ten li. Mu Yunxuan is very generous to his subordinates, which is even more luxurious than marrying a family.

Murong Shaofeng and Jun Shaochen also sent a valuable gift to Qinglian!

This makes the people of Mingyue villa envy Qinglian.

In the cave.

Mu Yunxuan accompanied Su Zimo, waiting for Qingfeng to pick up Qinglian.

He hugged Su Zimo tightly, and the real feeling in his arms made him feel at ease.

"Mo'er, in fact, I'm jealous of Qingfeng today."

Su purple Mo a listen, know what he is thinking in the heart.

She looked at herself in the ice coffin not far away. Beside the ice coffin, she was full of her favorite phoenix flowers.

Time flies by, this more than a month, she spent like a year, a person's world is really boring.

However, Qinglian can marry her beloved, and she is also happy for them.

"Mo'er, November 19 is really a good day." Mu Yunxuan mouth edge hook up a touch of light smile, the expectation in the eyes is not reduced at all.

"Yes! November 19 is really a great day for everything Su purple Mo repeated Mu Yun Xuan's words.

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