Mu Lingyue smiled mockingly, wondering if Mo Xuanyu would enter her room tonight.

I just entered, fearing that I would leave soon.

She and he were only a couple in name, and this was agreed upon early on.

It took several hours, and just when her patience was about to run out, she finally got everything done.

Before Xi Niang helped her get on the sedan chair, the little maid smiled mischievously, took a blue-covered book and put it in her hand, and whispered in her ear, "My queen, this will wait until you finish the ceremony."

Look at it slowly, it will be useful at night."[

Mu Lingyue was startled. The little maid's mysterious and ambiguous appearance, coupled with the meaningful sentence "It will be useful at night," meant that she could guess what the book in her hand was without looking.

I have only heard that such rules existed in the ancient world.

The night before the bride gets married, someone will give her a book of erotic pictures to read.

It turns out that this fox world also has such rules.

The book in her palm seemed to have become warm, so hot that she wanted to throw it away immediately.

But I was curious in my heart, what exactly was painted in this erotic painting.

Covering her head, Xiniang helped her get on the bridge.

There were bursts of joy as the sedan chair was carried from Nuanxiang Palace to Ziji Palace, which was not far away.

Not long after, the sedan fell down.

The sedan curtain was gently opened.

They were a pair of fair and slender hands, with clean pink nails and well-jointed fingers.

The red sleeve robe was swinging gently, and a circle of golden flowing clouds was embroidered on the edge of the sleeve robe.

Mu Lingyue's heart suddenly beat two beats faster.

The slender white hand stretched out in front of her, and a gentle voice, like a lover whispering in her ear, sounded at the same time, "Be careful, don't fall."

Her breathing seemed to be erratic, and her outstretched hand was slightly entangled, and he held it firmly.

Under his guidance, she slowly got off the sedan chair.

His hands were not as cold as usual, but contained a bit of warmth.

Her hands, on the other hand, were cold, as if they had just been taken out of ice water.

It's not cold in this season, and she wears a lot of clothes.[

But she felt inexplicably cold.

I have a vague feeling that this marriage...may not be completed so smoothly.

No matter it's Lan Qingyue or Ning Xuerou.

She didn't believe they could remain indifferent.

Xiniang took the silk cloth tied with red flowers and handed it to each of them.

Mu Lingyue reached out to catch one end, and through the hazy red gauze, she saw Mo Xuanyu holding the red silk cloth at the other end.

The elegant and simple Ziji Hall was also decorated with joy today.

There were red lanterns, the Chinese characters "Da Xi", the red carpet under my feet, all kinds of cut flowers and silk hanging on the trees on both sides.

The other end of the red silk cloth moved. Mu Lingyue took a deep breath and followed Mo Xuanyu into the Ziji Palace.

After he stopped, she stopped too.

Then I heard Xi Niang shouting loudly, "Now, the bride and groom begin to worship the heaven and the earth..."

"Two bows to the high hall..."

When he knelt down to worship this time, Mu Lingyue took a special look.

The only person sitting in the upper position was Princess Fox.

Why didn't the Fox King come? Could it be that... his health was so bad that he couldn't even attend the wedding of his favorite son?

Mu Lingyue was about to look away when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Although she couldn't see clearly through the red gauze, she could still tell at a glance that the person standing in the first position below the Fox Princess was Lan Qingyue.

The memories of last night came to mind one after another. He ignored her pleas and pressed hard.
Chapter completed!