Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

As the wedding day approached, the tension in Yan Mingxiu's heart became more and more intense day by day.Due to the auspicious day chosen before the year, the time was a bit rushed, and because there had never been a male concubine, many etiquette systems did not know what to do.

Although the emperor agreed, he was still a little displeased. The queen's most beloved son, Yuan Feikong, was demoted to a commoner. She was seriously ill, and she had no time to take care of such things.

As a result, this marriage was actually arranged by Yuan Feizui himself.

Before it was Yin's time, Yan Mingxiu was called up to change his clothes. The underwear and hair crowns were all sewn by the concubine in the palace. After putting it on, he was already sweating from the heat.

Immediately, she was pulled to the dressing table, where she was about to apply makeup and powder.Yan Mingxiu looked a little impatient when he saw it.

Fortunately, the servants who served were all long-timers in the palace. Seeing that he was a little displeased, the servant girl just tapped his cheeks with rouge a few times: "Mr. Yan, please relax. You are handsome, how can you be so handsome?" They are all beautiful."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of gongs and drums outside, which made Yan Mingxiu's already anxious heart even more tense, and his palms were sweating.

Seeing this, the servant girl quickly asked, "Mr. Yan is not feeling well?"

Yan Mingxiu waved his hand, thinking to himself that this pre-marital anxiety is definitely not a lie, even when he and Yuan Feizui faced thousands of troops at Yangliu Villa that day, they were not as nervous as they are today.

The servant girl also seemed to see his nervousness, and gently put the hair crown on his head: "It is inevitable that the young master is nervous, and this servant will understand."

Yan Mingxiu looked at himself in the mirror, the hair crown was made of pure gold, not to mention the inlaid jade jewels on it, and there were pearls and jade necklaces hanging down on both sides, which was extremely heavy, and he couldn't help but said: "This thing is too heavy A little bit."

The servant girl burst out laughing: "The crown prince knows that the young master never likes such red tapes, and they have all been specially streamlined. If it follows the regulations, I'm afraid it will be much more complicated."

Yan Mingxiu was terrified when he heard it, and he almost couldn't recognize himself, as if he was put on a fancy dress, and even breathing and walking were several times more cautious than before.

The wedding was held in the evening, when the full moon had just hung the branches, making Yan Mingxiu's fair face as bright and flawless as the moonlight.

After I changed my clothes, there was more and more noise outside, saying that the team that Yuan Fei was drunk to greet the relatives had arrived.

Yan Mingxiu didn't know what was going on outside, and only waited for about a while to touch the stick of incense before finally seeing Yuan Feizui.

As the latter is a prince, the dress regulations are naturally more gorgeous than his. On the hem and sleeves of the robe, there are dragon patterns outlined by golden thread and emerald jade.

Yuan Fei got off his horse and came forward slowly, thousands of lights were concentrated on his handsome face, which made people look crazy.

"Are you stupid?" Yuan Feizui came forward and jokingly said, "It's okay, let Mingxiu take a look tonight."

Yan Mingxiu wanted to scold him a few words at first, but thought that today was really unlucky, so he didn't say anything, just let him hold hands and mount the horse together, and walked slowly towards the palace.

The road is full of people watching the excitement. The road from the palace to the palace is covered with red palace lanterns. The singers of the palace band play music along the way, and countless money and wedding candy are sprinkled. Clear heaven and earth.

The two rode together on the same horse, and their handsome faces made others almost lose their voices.The former is romantic and handsome, while the latter has sword eyebrows and star eyes. Although she is called a male concubine, she doesn't look like a woman at all, and she is not a vixen that is passed on in street gossip.

It was a scene that the people of the capital had never imagined. Until decades later, those who were lucky enough to watch the wedding banquet in the past still remembered Yuan Feizui's flirtatious brows and Yan Mingxiu's startled look.

After walking like this for half an hour, he finally entered the palace.The eunuch who delivered the decree had already been waiting outside, first read out the emperor's will, and then rewarded the book of gifts before stepping into the palace gate.

Yan Mingxiu had never met the emperor, and he only vaguely remembered that the empress didn't like him very much, so he was a little flustered.

Yuan Feizui held his hand tightly, and Yan Mingxiu realized that he was not the only one who was nervous, so he soon smiled at each other.

The emperor and the empress sat high on the stage, unable to see their faces at all. Yan Mingxiu was led by the inner eunuch to perform a grand ceremony that he could not understand, and drank a cup of wine to worship the world, until Yuan Feizui entered the room on his arm. In the bridal chamber, she was still in a trance.

Those court ladies said some blessings along the way, and finally retreated when they reached the East Palace.

The hall was quiet, only the pair of dragon and phoenix candles were burning cracklingly.

Yan Mingxiu was exhausted for a day, and now he was completely powerless. He took off his hair crown without courtesy, and fell directly on the bed: "Even if you let me practice martial arts all day, I won't be so tired."

Yuan Feizui looked at his crimson face, but gently massaged his sore shoulders: "This is not bad, if the empress gets married, there will be a lot of trouble for three or two days without rest."

Yan Mingxiu was terrified when he heard this, waved his hands again and again and said, "Forget it, I won't come again."

Yuan Feizui just laughed, but didn't speak.He didn't know where he learned the massage technique, but it made Yan Mingxiu's whole body feel refreshed, as if the fatigue of the day had gradually faded away.

He was enjoying Yuan Feizui's massage service, but he fell asleep without knowing it.

Yuan Feizui looked at the young man who had passed out during the wedding night in surprise, shook his head dumbfounded, and had no choice but to gently embrace the man in his arms and fall asleep.

In the end, she still didn't forget to sneak a few kisses on Yan Mingxiu's lips, and lightly bit his lips as punishment.

It was only after Yan Mingxiu woke up that it was dimly lit outside. He recalled that he fell asleep like this yesterday with embarrassment, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Pity him for this action, Yuan Feizui also wakes up immediately.

Just turning her head, she bumped into the frivolity of those peach eyes, which were extremely charming.

"What Mingxiu failed yesterday, let's repay it today." Thin lips whispered, accompanied by the faint breath of ambergris, which made Yan Mingxiu's bones soften along with the voice.

Instinctively, Yan Mingxiu felt that it was dangerous, so he hurriedly said: "Later... you still have to pay respects to the emperor and empress later, you..."

Yuan Feizui pressed him under him, his smile got closer and closer, and Yan Mingxiu couldn't allow half-argument at all.

A wave of heat spread down from the earlobe and neck, bringing a thrilling experience.

Sure enough, within half an hour, someone from the palace whispered outside: "Prince, Crown Princess, it's time to get up."

Yan Mingxiu felt sweaty all over his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and said with all his strength, "Don't... it's time to get up."

Yuan Feizui's lips were still attached to his earlobe, with a deep smile: "Young people are greedy for fun, and there is a moment, and the father and queen will not blame me." After saying this, he dragged this person into the next In a vortex that doesn't know when it will end.

What night is this evening, who is today.

In short, it can be regarded as knotting hair and longevity, and returning to the white head.