Vol 3 Chapter 2185:

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And the combination of her and Zhu Xi represents peace. Can these people be upset?
Eight lifted the big sedan into the Jing Wangfu, she was helped by the Xipo, holding the red satin, holding the red satin, watching his own feet under the cloth, step by step behind the pair of Jinyun boots, two people The red hem, when walking slowly, constantly collide, worship the heavens and the earth, worship the high church, worship, everything goes smoothly, as if dreaming.
Under the support of Xi Niang, she sat on the bed of joy, waiting for the husband to greet the guests, then she picked up her wedding cloth and drank a glass of wine.
Waiting until midnight, waiting for her neck to be sour, when she was about to support her hair, the unhurried footsteps came into her ears.
This footstep is not the same as the footsteps she had heard before when she saw Zhu Xi, but she could not keep him because he was doing the groom or drinking more wine.
"Wang Ye, please pick up the bride's red hijab!" Xi Niang handed a scale to the man in a robe.
The man looked at Xi Niang and a in the room and said, "Let's go back first!"
Xi Niang glanced at the heart, this program has not finished yet, is Wang Ye so anxious?
The man smiled and said: "I am not the first time to get married, what should I do, but also need you to teach?"
The Princess Mo Zhen under the hijab was slightly wrinkled. This voice was not very similar to Zhu Xi, but it may have changed a little after his brain injury. She can only tell herself this.
Another girl who was obedient to Xi Niang left the bedroom and closed the doors and windows for them.
The man clung to the scales and walked to the shape of the bride in front of him, gently picking up the bright red hijab, revealing the underside of the hijab, the beauty of the country.
Mo Zhen looked up and saw the man in front of him, tall, handsome, and arrogant.
However, when she saw his face, the smile on her face solidified. The man in front of him was not Zhu Xi, not Zhu Xi.
She screamed and stood up, pointing at the man's trembling voice: "Who are you? Zhu Xi? Others?"
The man raised his eyebrows: "I am Jing Wang Zhu, Zhu Xi is my sixth brother. I am the oldest nine. I have just sat on Jing Wang. It was not long before I was swearing. I didn't expect the princess to be with me. Well, I naturally can't ask for it."
Ranking the old nine? Although his face is still pretty good, he is obviously older than Zhu Xi. He even ranks the old nine? And, what is it that is not long after sitting on the seat of Jing Wang? What does it mean? Just looking for a person, the top of Zhu Xi's lack?
"Say, where is Zhu Xi?" Mo Zhen coldly looked at the man in front of him, angry.
Zhu shrugs: "I heard that I have traveled to various countries. I have been away for two months. Who knows where he is now?"
Trap, Y seek, liar, all are liar.
She quickly tore off the golden crown on her head, and fell to the ground, angered: "I only marry Zhu Xi, you are not him, this marriage, not counting!"
Zhu with cold and cold: "Not counting? You said it is not counted, in our Xiliang country, worshipped the church, became a pro, and also entered this D room, you say no count is not counted?"
Mo Yan was thicker and couldn't help but blushes and screamed: "What are you talking about? Who brought you into the D room?"
Zhu shrugged and looked around. "Isn't it? What is this room? Deeper in the middle of the night, a lonely man, a newly married Yaner, isn't this D room?"