The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Cen Yuan almost laughed out loud when listening to the little girl's mumbling.

For the first time, I felt the reality of getting married.

The smell of fireworks is so heavy.

He didn't want any respect or courtesy towards each other; he didn't want her to behave properly all the time, even being careful when walking and sleeping; and he didn't want her to bear the life and death of Emperor Mingde and the rise and fall of a country.

He just wanted her to laugh when she wanted to laugh and cry when she wanted to cry.

Cen Yuan even wanted to raise Shi Anxia like a child, jumping, laughing, being naughty, living with flesh and blood like an ordinary girl who was spoiled by others.

Living a life of thinking ahead is really tiring. But without this skill, how could she live like this?

She was destined to be no ordinary woman.

He just hopes that his little girl can live a comfortable and casual life.

In this life, Shi Anxia is not the high and mighty empress dowager, nor is he the general Weibei of the northern wing.

They were just an ordinary couple rushing to get married.

In the past, Shi Anxia always lived in a fog and was always in Cen Yuan's heart.

I raised my eyes slightly and looked back from afar... I imagined her appearance in my mind millions of times, but it was so far away that it seemed out of reach.

This life is different, she is going to be his bride.

After tonight, as soon as the sun rises, he will come to pick her up on his tall horse.

It doesn't matter if the ceremony is simple, as long as she is the bride.

In order to kidnap her to be his bride, Cen Yuan used the past events that she could not remember to hook her bit by bit.

When she asked the truth, he just said, "I'll tell you when we get married."

About the "Broken Skin Drum", about those couplets and poems that come out of the mouth.

He said one sentence and she could come up with the next one.

It was clear that he had brought all those things from the 21st century. Different time and space, intoxicating poems, different civilization.

He had told her about his hometown and his previous occupation in his previous life.

She is the only one who knows the truth.

She is his iron wall, and he is her salvo of arrows.

He was so sincere to her and never hid anything.

Just like the moonlight tonight, as white as silver and as bright as snow.

Cen Yuan just stood outside the window, listening to the hustle and bustle and chatter in the room.

It seemed that Zheng Qiaoer, the mistress of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion, was trying to please Shi Anxia.

According to Beiyi customs, every girl has to have her face opened by a person of five blessings on the first night of her marriage.

The so-called five blessings are longevity, wealth, health, virtue and a good death.

Earlier, Tang Chujun asked Shi Anxia who she would like to open her face.

Shi Anxia asked her aunt for help without thinking.

Zheng Qiaoer was delighted to get the job.

She was personally identified as a person of five blessings by her niece, so how could she not be happy?

She was cheerful by nature, and at this moment she was beaming with joy, her mouth was full of witty remarks, "How does my Xia'er look? It's no exaggeration to say that she is stunningly beautiful. Oh, her eyebrows, her nose, her little mouth, everything is pretty... Why don't I have a daughter like her?"

As she spoke, she stretched two cotton threads with both hands and twisted the hair on Shi Anxia's powdered face, gently breaking it, and then trimmed her forehead and temples.

Only halfway through, Tang Chujun burst into tears of joy, "My son... is so handsome..."

Such a beautiful daughter, she actually lost her for many years. Fortunately, God has a vision, God has a vision!

It wasn't God who had eyes, it was Shi Chengyi who had eyes, and he actually helped her bring her daughter back.

On the night before his daughter's wedding, Tang Chujun folded his hands and prayed to God to bless Shi Chengyi and Yu Sujun with happiness and longevity.

She looked at her daughter's face, which looked so much like her own, with tearful eyes, and all the resentment and resentment in her heart completely disappeared.

Her son and daughter both found their homes, and her life was complete. She would be happy every day from now on.

Bei Hui and others who were standing by had red eyes but smiles on their faces.

Only Shi Anxia occasionally looked out the window, thinking to herself, that idiot would not be standing outside the window tonight, right?

A smile appeared on the corners of her lips without her even noticing it, and a slight sweetness welled up in her heart.

In fact, Shi Anxia’s purpose of getting married is far less simple than Cen Yuan’s.

She got married initially because of the "destined one", which effectively prevented the Empress Dowager from randomly arranging marriages.

Later, she approached Emperor Mingde step by step.

She also didn't expect that in just a few moments she would go from being the daughter of a marquis to a princess, and then to a princess.

What's worse, the Queen Mother no longer has the power to control her overtly.

She doesn't need to care about the matter of "the destined person" at all.

Except for the Lantern Festival night when she and Cen Yuan teamed up to tease King Jin during the lantern riddles, she and King Jin had no interactions at all in this life.

At this point, Shi Anxia could have avoided the risk by not getting married.

She didn't even need to consult with her uncle like before. "I want to stay in the mansion forever. I hope my uncle won't chase me away."

At this point, my brother became the ruler of Jian'an Marquisate, and my mother divorced and was free. She could live her life as she pleased with whomever she followed.

But she still wanted to marry Cen Yuan.

Or maybe he was using those vague stories about his past and present lives to hook her, or maybe he was hesitant to say something every time, and then promised her that he would tell her after they got married.

Shi Anxia even felt that she married him in order to find her lost memories.

But when it really came to this moment, she realized that her heart was also throbbing.

Heartbeats, one after another.

Her face was red, and when she lowered her eyebrows, her eyelashes were like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, flickering with joy.

It was around midnight when everyone in the room finished their work and left.

The bride needs to catch up on her sleep quickly, because she can't sleep for long and has to get up at 3 a.m. to dress up.

As soon as the door was closed, Shi Anxia gently pushed open the window.

The moonlight was scattered on the man, like thousands of streams of light and stars. He was not standing by the window, but a few steps away from it.

Outside the window is a peach tree with flowers in full bloom.

He was standing under a peach tree, leaning slightly against the tree, feeling a little lazy and relaxed.

When Cen Yuan saw An Xia open the window, his heart skipped a beat.

The girl in the window had long black hair hanging down like a waterfall. There was a tiny light in her eyes, bright and beautiful.

She looked at him with clear eyes, wanting to speak but shyly.

Cen Yuan didn't plan to see her tonight.

He was just worried that something might happen, and he would feel more at ease by keeping watch.

Just like that, when we met, what was revealed in our hearts and eyes was an unrestrained passion that was difficult to conceal.

He called her, "Xia Xia!"

There was also enthusiasm and joy in the voice.

Sometimes you can tell whether a person likes you or not from the time he calls your name.

This is how Shi Anxia felt at this moment. She had never heard anyone call her name so passionately in her past and present lives.

It was like a spring rain with apricot blossoms coming in a hurry! It sprinkled all over my head and face, and my eyes were full of joy and my heart was full of joy.

Shi Anxia said coquettishly, "You're really here! If you don't go back to sleep, how are you going to welcome the bride tomorrow?"