The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

Gu Nanqiao subconsciously reached out and uncovered the red cloth.

But he was grabbed by a big hand, and then a sweet and magnetic chuckle sounded in his ears: "You little thing, why are you in a hurry? I have to take off this red hijab, otherwise it will be unlucky."

what?

Gu Nanqiao was stunned when he heard those words.

But she identified that voice.

Mo Shi also.

What red hijab?

Next, she felt the red cloth covering her face being lifted, and a tall figure wearing a python robe was looking at her with an affectionate smile, his eyes full of doting joy.

He bent down and touched her dull eyes with his thin lips: "Idiot, don't look at me like this. I won't be able to help it. It's not possible now. We have to drink Hexin wine."

With that said, Mo Shiyi put down the scale beam and walked to the red cloth table to pour wine.

Only then did Gu Nanqiao have time to scan around.

This is a wedding room.

Red satin, red double happiness, red candles...

Everything was joyful, even she was wearing a grand red wedding dress, and sitting under her was a red wedding bed sprinkled with red dates, longan, etc.

Is this a marriage?

Gu Nanqiao looked at everything around him and was a little confused. How could she be here?Wasn't she just...

By the way, what was she doing just now?

"Qiao Qiao, what are you thinking about?" A man's magnetic voice came to her ears, and Gu Nanqiao realized that Mo Shi, who had gone to pour the wine, had also sat beside her, holding a glass of wine in his hand.

And she didn't know when she had an extra glass of wine in her hand.

"Are we... getting married?" Gu Nanqiao asked.

Mo Shi also smiled and scratched her nose, and said dotingly: "You little fool, we are not getting married, are we just playing house? Of course we are getting married, tonight is our bridal chamber, we are finally I'm looking forward to being together, Jojo."

is it?

But why does she feel like something is wrong?

Gu Nanqiao frowned, but before she could think about it, he held her arm and drank the Hexin wine in her hand. The moment she swallowed it, her throat felt hot, as if she had drank a glass of wine. Liquor.

She choked and coughed.

A feeling of suffocation came over me.

Fortunately, the feeling disappeared quickly. She was picked up by the waist and then thrown onto the wedding bed.

The bed was filled with red dates, longans and peanuts, but she didn't feel sick.

She wasn't in the mood to study it, because her full attention was attracted by the tall man who began to take off his wedding clothes.

This dog man... has such a good figure.

Gu Nanqiao couldn't help but breathe quickly.

But she didn't know.

The moment the fragrance passed by, she only had time to grab a piece of clothing and fell into a slumber.

The door was pushed open, and a figure slowly appeared.

He walked step by step towards Gu Nanqiao behind the screen. When he finally reached the tub, his appearance was finally revealed.

A gentle and handsome face.

If Gu Nanqiao was still awake at this time, he would definitely recognize that this face is that of the disabled third prince, Mo Ziqian, who was deposed as a prince and sent to the imperial mausoleum three years ago.

He looked at the sleeping Gu Nanqiao in the bathtub, and his thin lips curved with pleasure, as if seeing a long-lost friend, he opened his lips and said, "Long time no see, my Aqiao."

Three years.

No, counting the three years after her death in the previous life, he had not seen her for six years.

Looking at Gu Nanqiao who was intact in this life, a trace of obsessed love flowed in Mo Ziqian's eyes.

He walked to the tub, reached out and gently touched her delicate white cheek, sliding it over bit by bit, and finally landed on her alluring red lips...