Chapter 412 I Will Wear Your Wedding Dress For You
When Qiyueyou woke up, the sky was pale, Feng Ditian was changing her wedding dress, Granny Dou and Concubine Xue waited anxiously at the door with a group of girls and women.

At this time, Yun Lianbi was rushing here with the hair-comb Momo beside the old lady of the Yun family. She still didn't know the situation in July.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they happily greeted Concubine Xue,

"Sister Xue, I kept you waiting for a long time, is Yue'er inside?"

"Hurry up, Xin, go and comb Yue'er's hair."

As he said that, he was about to drill into the room.

Concubine Xue hurriedly stopped her, "Oh, my good sister, don't go in like this."

Yun Lianbi smelled an unusual atmosphere and glanced at the closed door.

"What's going on here?"

On this day, it was hard for Xue Fei to say anything unlucky, and she couldn't even sigh. She said in a calm tone: "We can just wait outside."

At this time, Feng Ditian in the room had already put on the middle coat for Qiyue, looking at the bright red wedding gown on the bed, since Jinniang sewed it, Qiyue hadn't even tried it on.

He gently stroked Qiyue's porcelain-white face, "Yue'er, do you feel uncomfortable there? It's still early, why don't you close your eyes and rest for a while?"

July shook her head weakly, "I can."

"Okay, then I will wear a wedding dress for you?"

Qiyue smiled, "Isn't this my mother's job?"

Feng Ditian remained silent, raised Qiyue's arm and gently put it on for her.

The upper body of the big red phoenix robe set off a little red shadow on Qiyue's face.

July gasped and said:
"Put me down—I want to see."

Feng Ditian hugged Qiyue and sat in front of the bronze mirror, "Look at it this way."

Qiyue stretched out her whitish fist and touched Feng Ditian speechlessly, and at this moment, it can only be said that it was a touch.

Feng Ditian saw Qiyue in such a state, his heart ached again, thinking that Qiyue almost died of blood, his heart trembled, he closed his eyes and waved away the scene that he just saw in Qiyue yesterday .

Looking at Qiyue in the mirror again, if her face was not so pale, how charming would she be with this wedding dress?

Looking at the word Sichuan on Fengditian's brow, Qiyue stretched out her porcelain-white fingers to rub it, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

In fact, Qiyue's own body knows that it's just that there is too much blood loss and some blood supply is not enough. The body's muscle power has recovered seven or eighty-eight, thanks to her cheating, the magical medicine hall, although she can't be lost immediately The blood in the body is restored, but as long as the roots of the body are there, it is not afraid that it will not be replenished, it is only a matter of time.

It is normal to feel dizzy just after waking up.

She was about to say something to reassure him when she was interrupted.

Feng Ditian pulled her hand down, "Don't move around if you don't have the strength, save some strength for worship later."

"Okay." Saying that, Qiyue really closed her eyes and leaned against his chest to rest.

She was indeed tired after talking so much.

Feng Ditian leaned Qiyue gently on the bed, picked up his groom's attire and put it on.

Inside the Feng Mansion, red silk was hung everywhere, and the carpet was spread from outside the main gate to the entrance of the main courtyard. The chariot that was supposed to tour the city was slowly heading towards the main courtyard.

And Yunxuan and Tian'er stood happily beside the fence of the chariot, acting as flower girls and guides.

And Jing Kun actually became the coachman in a low-key manner, holding the reins and sitting on the coachman's seat behind the eight fine horses.

The carriage stopped steadily at the gate of the main courtyard, waiting for the auspicious time when the newlyweds would get on the chariot.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like