princess married to (gl)

"Master—"

"Wuxi, you don't need to say any more. You are kind enough to let me be a teacher. I don't want this good intention to become malicious to hurt you one day."

"Every time you go back to Beijing, you come to see me whenever you have time. You are already filial to Master." In the middle of Wu Ya's words, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

'Yin Wuya' looked at her suspiciously, "That idiot actually missed the chance to leave here.

"Master, I have wronged you. Since Master is unwilling to leave, let Wuxi talk to you." Feng Wuxi held the key, and his expression relaxed after a while.

As if she didn't see how hateful the master in front of her was, she talked about what happened in these years, and of course the most important thing recently.

"Master, back then you said that when Wuxi got married, he must ask for a wedding wine in person. Now that I'm getting married, you still don't want to come out." She had no choice.

"You are getting married, which family's girl is the other party, could it be..." Yin Wuya's expression suddenly became normal.

"It's Princess Duanyang, the daughter of the Holy Majesty." She thought about the scene of chatting with her master when she was in the border town.

"When Princess Duanyang was on her eighth birthday, we also said that His Majesty loved this princess too much. Master, you also told me that Princess Duanyang was chubby."

Because Wuya resigned immediately after he found out that he was sick. He was originally an imperial physician in the palace, but his identity in the world has been hidden all the time. After knowing that Feng Wuxi broke him, he had no way to accept her as a disciple. of.

"You are going to marry Princess Duanyang. Time has passed and I can't remember what she looks like. Anyway, since you married the princess, you should treat her well."

"She is a princess, how dare I not treat her well." Feng Wuxi said this with a laugh.

There are innumerable wealthy merchants in the capital, and you can find two or three of the royal family and nobles out of ten.

But no one can really use the term "Ten Miles of Red Dressing", not just Ten Miles of Red Dressing, the ones who walk from the beginning to the end of the city are afraid that they will be lined up from the city gate to the end of the city gate.

Since Wan Qing said that last time, Xiao Yunsheng, who decided not to run away from marriage, concentrated on organizing her wedding.

The princess's wedding is a great event for the entire palace. She was very busy in the first ten days of the wedding, and very free in the three days before the wedding.

"Princess, the purse you embroidered is so beautiful, and the double lotus on it is so lifelike." Wan Qing praised her, touching her embroidered purse and smiling.

"Wan Qing, I'm a little nervous." Her brows twitched unconsciously, maybe something bad was about to happen.

"I know you are nervous, Princess. Concubine Yun Gui said that women will be nervous before they get married. Relax and have a cup of tea. Nothing will happen at the wedding."

"Concubine Yun is here."

"See the imperial concubine." Xiao Yunsheng bent his knees.

"Yun Sheng doesn't need to be too polite. This time, I came here to send some heartfelt wishes. All the palaces and courtyards have sent a lot of makeup. It seems that Yun Sheng's wedding day will definitely surprise everyone inside and outside the palace."

Concubine Yun said with a smile, and took a jade bracelet from her hand, and put it on her wrist, "This jade bracelet will protect its owner's happiness and well-being for the rest of his life, so I will give it to Yun Sheng."

"I hope General Feng will love Yun Sheng well and treat you like a jewel." Yun Lan patted her hand with a smile, "By the way, are you ready for your husband's clothes?"

"It's finished." Xiao Yunsheng pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Concubine Yunmu doesn't have to worry."

The eighth day of March is a good omen, the princess gets married, and the whole city enjoys it.

Early in the morning, the palace arranged for people to distribute wedding cakes at various street corners, and many people on the street stretched their necks to see what a princess like a sedan chair looks like.

Feng Wuxi, who was wearing a black wedding dress on a horse, walked around the city expressionlessly before walking on the way to the palace gate. Behind her was the sedan chair to pick up the bride.

Xu Chao got married, the woman wore a red dress, and the man wore a black shirt.

The normally closed palace door was wide open, and she saw many people looking forward to her from a distance. It was obvious that she was getting married, but Feng Wuxi didn't feel any joy or excitement at all.

The maids and eunuchs lined up to welcome her. Because she got married today, she was granted permission not to dismount.

Riding all the way to the gate of Muyun Palace, all the palaces and pavilions are hung with fiery red lanterns and pasted with dazzling happy characters.

"Slave Wan Qing, see the son-in-law, please let the son-in-law carry the princess into the sedan chair." Wan Qing quickly saluted her, and then stepped aside, revealing the bride behind her in a hijab.

Feng Wuxi, who had already figured out what to do at the wedding, had no objection, but felt that it was so easy, not that the bride's family would make things difficult.

Your Majesty will not be so boring, the others are either children or have no status to come.

"Who are you and what do you want to do to Luoluo Huangjie?" A little girl with a bun suddenly jumped in front of her from behind the crowd.

The little girl put her hands on her hips and looked at her righteously.

"This is His Majesty's youngest daughter, Princess Yunluo." It was Ge Jin who came in to greet her with her, and he had a thorough understanding of these information.

Princess Yunluo is five years old this year, and she has never met Feng Wuxi at all. Feng Wuxi is not in the mood to care that His Majesty has another daughter. She looked at the little girl who was not as tall as her own thigh.