Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 148 The owner of the village and her petite wife with different appearances [70]

The sound of people is noisy, and today's capital is very lively.

A grand wedding was held in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The welcoming team was very spectacular. There were many people around, and there were constant congratulations.

The identity of Shen Wanqing as the leader of the bandit village was well known to the people in the capital, but it didn't matter much to the people.

Some of them have seen the demeanor of the prime minister's wife by chance. That kind of posture is not like a bandit, not rude and vulgar, but extremely dignified and noble.

Even if such a person is a bandit, it doesn't matter, after all, he is someone the prime minister cares about.

In the sedan chair for welcoming relatives, Shen Wanqing was dressed in red, delicate and charming, and covered with a red hijab. Although she couldn't see her face, she also had an indescribable style.

The sedan chair was bumped up and down, making Shen Wanqing feel like vomiting.

She couldn't help sighing that she still liked the wedding in the village.

Simple, festive, without so many cumbersome etiquette, just put on a red hijab.

Shen Wanqing yawned lazily under the red hijab, quietly raised the hijab by herself, and opened the small curtain of the sedan chair.

What caught the eye was the red festiveness of the street, indeed ten miles of red makeup.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Wanqing looked at the front of the welcoming team, the slim and tall figure in Fei Yi on the carriage.

His back was straight and straight, and he was wearing a crimson dress, which was less cold and more lazy.

Shen Wanqing's eyes narrowed, and she wanted to see the boy now.

Thinking of this, Shen Wanqing pressed the tip of her tongue against her gums a little impatiently, feeling a little itchy in her heart.

"Host?"

"Huh?" Shen Wanqing snorted softly.

"Why on earth is the gold master's father holding another wedding?" 748 scratched his head, somewhat incomprehensible of Gu Jinyan's behavior.

It's been done once, why do it again?Don't you think it's troublesome?
Hearing this, Shen Wanqing snorted softly, and there was a smile of unknown meaning in those beautiful light brown eyes.

Coincidentally at this moment, the crimson figure in front of him seemed to pause slightly, and then he turned around slowly.

There was a slight smile on that gentle and clear face, and the handsome features were very gentle.

The pupils under the crow-feather eyelashes were dark and deep, looking at her.

The two looked at each other, Shen Wan cleared her eyes, subconsciously put down the small curtain she was holding, and shrank into the sedan chair.

After finishing, Shen Wanqing frowned angrily.

The wedding was grand and spectacular, and many people were envious and amazed.

Those women in the boudoir are all envious of Shen Wanqing, such a grand wedding, such meticulous care, and they also heard that the whole process of this wedding was handled by Gu Chengxiang alone!
To be treated so caringly, Prime Minister Gu probably has the prime minister's wife in his eyes and in his heart.

It's really enviable and enviable.

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Outside the wedding room, the congratulations of the guests and the sound of crackling firecrackers could be heard.

Shen Wanqing sat quietly on the wedding bed, with the red hijab covering her head, and her petite body under the red wedding dress.

This scene is very familiar...

At this time in the past, she seemed to be chatting with people outside, drinking wine, and finally entered the wedding room drunk and teasing.

And the young man is obediently sitting on the bed and waiting for his favor—cough, it's coming.

Now it's the other way around.

She heard the door being pushed open, her steps were very light, and when she approached, she heard the familiar fragrance.

After a moment of silence, Shen Wanqing said, "I didn't lift the hijab myself!"

The girl's voice was soft and waxy, and what she said seemed to be asking for praise.

(End of this chapter)