The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

Time flies, winter comes in the blink of an eye, and the day of getting married comes quietly.

In the afternoon, the Tang Mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and in a room full of red and joyful colors, Tang Jiao was wearing a phoenix crown and harem. The collar and hem of her wedding dress were embroidered with auspicious phoenix opera and flowing cloud patterns. Her eyebrows were slightly curved, and her lips were red. She was beautiful. Like an immortal.

Luo Aiya, Luo Aiwan, Zhou Weiai and others looked at Tang Jiao, their eyes widened in surprise.

"Jiaojiao, you are so beautiful!"

"When I get married in the future, I will also ask my sister to help me with my makeup."

"Sister is just like the fairies in the world."

Several people surrounded Tang Jiao, teasing her constantly, and the room was full of laughter.

Luo's eyes turned red when she thought that her daughter was going to marry into the Zhenguo Duke's palace today.

Now it seems that the prince does treat his daughter well, but thinking about the Duke of Zhenguo's wife, he can't help but worry that his daughter will be wasted.

Tang Jiao looked at herself in the mirror with elegant features and a happy and shy smile on her lips.

Tang Wenqian has never seen a newlywed, and thinks that his sister is as beautiful as a fairy. No, fairies are not as good-looking as his sister.

Firecrackers were going off outside, and the maid came in happily and said: "Here, madam, the groom is here to pick up the bride."

"Go and get ready, don't be rude."

Luo Shi ignored his sadness, wiped away his tears, and strode towards the front hall.

The moment the cover was put on to cover her sight, Tang Jiao couldn't help but feel nervous. With the support of Zi Xiang and Zhou Wei Ai, she left her boudoir holding the red apple.

As soon as she left today, when she came back, she would be Jiao Ke, the aunt of the Tang family.

In the front hall, Tang Zhongcheng and Luo Shi were sitting in the main hall, looking at Tingting Yuli's daughter, and suddenly felt that time was rushing by.

My daughter, who was a soft ball when she was a child, will become a daughter-in-law in the blink of an eye, and I can't help but feel extremely melancholy.

Time really waits for no one.

The moment she appeared, Lu Changze's eyes could no longer tolerate anything in the world, and he stared at her intently.

Xipo waved the red silk handkerchief, raised her hand and said with a smile: "The bride bids farewell to her parents."

Luo Shi held her daughter's hand and said with a smile: "As you get married today, you must be filial to your parents-in-law, considerate of your husband, have children, and follow your husband."

Tang Jiaoying said happily: "My daughter will remember her mother's teachings."

Tang Jiao's eyes were almost filled with tears as she knelt on the ground and bid farewell to her parents.

"The bride is out."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Changze picked up Tang Jiao and strode out amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Luo Shi did not cry when she saw her daughter, nor did she cry when she saluted him. When her son-in-law eagerly took her daughter away, tears burst into her eyes.

With the sound of firecrackers ringing in her ears, Tang Jiao leaned against his strong chest and put her hands around his neck. She was surrounded by his unique aura and blushed like fire.

From today on, they are husband and wife, and they are one flesh.

After she sat firmly in the sedan chair, Lu Changze stroked her face through the hijab and said gently: "Let's go home."

The moment I got on my horse, I was filled with joy, and the wedding procession headed toward the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.

The people on both sides looked at the long queue of dowry with envy in their eyes.

"Shili Hongzhuang is nothing more than that."

"I heard that the Duke of Zhenguo held this Miss Tang in the palm of his hand like a treasure. When he gave the betrothal gift, there were live geese and sika deer, all in pairs."

"Look at the steady steps of the guards carrying the dowry, they must be carrying real burdens."

"I heard that Duke Xin also gave many gifts, and your Majesty also rewarded them."

"Oh my god, with such a huge dowry, His Majesty's daughter is just like this."

"The prince of Zhenguo is a murderer. He doesn't know how to beat his wife on their wedding night."

"Who knows?"

"Marriage is like a person who drinks by himself and knows whether he is warm or cold."

"No matter what, such a grand dowry is the first in the capital for so many years."

In the sedan chair, Tang Jiao listened to the comments of the people outside and did not take it seriously. She held the apple tightly in her hands and raised a smile on her lips.

Lu Changze, who was wearing a bright red groom's robe, thought of Jiao'er in the sedan chair, and could no longer suppress the smile on his cold lips.

The young master was handsome, handsome and charming, and he attracted the attention of the girls on both sides of the street.

The sedan chair swayed, and Tang Jiao leaned in it and fell asleep. She slowly opened her eyes when the sedan chair stopped.

Then, Xipo's voice came: "The groom kicked the sedan. The bride got off the sedan, good luck has arrived."

After a gentle kick, Lu Changze got into the sedan chair, held Tang Jiao in his arms, stepped over the brazier and entered the Zhenguo Palace.

Today, the Duke's Mansion was filled with fireworks and traffic. Almost all the dignitaries in the capital came. When many people saw the money, they swarmed down and cheered endlessly.

“The bride who enters the main gate may live long and be well.”

"When the bride comes to the hall, the hall is full of descendants."

"The bride is overflowing with joy when she lands, and the couple is in love till the end of their lives."

As soon as Tang Jiao stood firm, a ball of red silk was stuffed into her hand and she turned back.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"The husband and wife bow to each other and the ceremony is completed."

From beginning to end, Lu Changze did not look at anyone. After the ceremony, he carried Tang Jiao all the way back to the main room of Mingzhong Courtyard.

The bridal chamber was illuminated by red candles, and the bride sat upright in the brand-new red tent. Lu Changze was followed by the young ladies behind him.

Xiao Chengwu was the loudest: "Fu Shang, don't be stunned, lift your hijab quickly."

"Yes, this is the most beautiful bride in the whole capital."

"Hurry up, we want to take a look."

Lu Changze was too lazy to pay attention to them and raised his hand. Heizhu and Heitang immediately stepped forward to chase them away.

"Princes, princes, princes, young gentlemen, we, the bride, will keep it for the groom to see and drink in the front yard."

"Don't push me, Heizhu."

"No, let's take a look, just a look."

Tang Jiao only heard a bang, and the new room suddenly became quiet. Tang Jiao looked at him through the hazy red light as he came to her eyes, her hands unconsciously clasping the apple.

Lu Changze picked up the long scale pole on the tray and raised his hijab. His beautiful face was lightly made up, his eyes were as bright as water, his lips were alluring, his skin was ice-cold, and his beauty was sultry. His sweetheart was finally Become his wife.

Tang Jiao met his burning gaze, biting her red lips lightly, shyly lowering her eyes and not daring to look directly.

The tall Lu Changze looked even more handsome and noble in his red bridal gown, and his less vicious eyes seemed to want to suck her in.

Holding her hand and standing up, Lu Changze smiled and said, "You are hungry, let's eat something first."

He knew that the woman could not eat before arriving at her husband's house on the wedding day, and she was immediately starved.

It was okay if he didn't say it, but when he mentioned that Tang Jiao's stomach was rumbling, it was even more embarrassing.

There was a table of dishes on the table. She sat down and Zixiang immediately poured wine.

He handed the wine to her palm, put his hand around her slender wrist, and drank a glass of wine with her.

Tang Jiao blushed as the spicy liquor entered her throat, and she felt a lump of air stuck in her throat.

Lu Changze hurriedly stuffed a piece of sour fish into her mouth and said softly: "The fish has no spines. Eat it and squeeze it."

Sure enough, I felt much better after swallowing the fish.

After the meal, Lu Changze went to the front yard to accompany him for drinks. Tang Jiao took a shower and changed clothes. She lay in the slightly scalding warm water and felt that the fatigue of the day had disappeared.

Being married is so tiring, I get up before dawn and work hard.

Thinking of tonight's bridal night, Tang Jiao blushed and asked Zi Xiang to go out and slowly get up, pick up the underwear she bought at the mall and put it on.

Looking at the sexy and revealing underwear, Tang Jiao felt ashamed, but thinking of her mother's words, she plucked up the courage to put it on.

A wife must be an elegant woman when she goes to the hall, and she must be relaxed when she goes to bed. After feeding a man, he will not miss the wild flowers outside.

People in the future are really unrestrained and can design all kinds of sexy lingerie.

After putting on her red pajamas and coming out, Tang Jiao saw that Lu Changze hadn't come back, so she thought about squinting for a moment, but she was caught by Zi Xiang before she fell down.

"Master, you must not do it. We have to wait for the prince."

Ok.

Tang Jiao picked up a book next to her and leaned on the end of the bed to read.

She thought it would take a long time for Lu Changze to come back, but within an hour, the guards' greetings came from outside.

When the door opened, Tang Jiao raised her eyes and saw him, with a smile on her lips.

When Lu Changze saw that she had finished bathing, he felt a little anxious and went to the side room to bathe and change clothes.

After coming out, Zixiang, Heizhu and others were no longer in the house. Tang Jiao brought him a glass of juice.

"Drink some to cure the hangover."

As soon as I got close, I could smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body, so he must have been drunk a lot.

Lu Changze drank it all, put the cup back on the table, bent down to pick her up, and strode towards the bed.

Tang Jiao was so shy that she buried herself in his chest and whispered coquettishly: "Fu Shang, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

Of course Lu Changze was anxious. The person he had thought about for so long finally became his wife, and just looking at her made him confused and fascinated.

He put her on the bed, waved down the tent, and kissed her lips, his breath hot and lingering.

"Jiao'er, you are finally mine."