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The wedding of the ninth prince of the Mo Kingdom was celebrated by everyone. The city of Mo was very lively, but everyone watched the two sedan chairs being carried out from the post station as if they were watching a play. The restaurants and tea rooms were all full of people, and the discussion was all about the nine princes.

The prince's marriage.

That's right, the Ninth Prince's marriage is like a joke in the eyes of these people.

"I saw two sedan chairs. Uninformed people thought they were for marrying a wife and taking concubines to enjoy the blessings of the family. What a pity, one of them contains a tablet. I heard it belongs to Lin Zhuoer, the most beautiful woman in the world.

Memorial tablet." A man in the tea house couldn't help but said as he watched the two big red sedan chairs being carried by.

Others immediately echoed, "What's the use of the most beautiful woman in the world? After she dies, she's just a withered skeleton. I heard before that the Ninth Prince was not favored. I thought it was a lie. Who knew it was actually true?"

Not favored, I heard about another one

The one who avoided the princess was an ugly girl, and she was just an ordinary woman from a small family. That Daliang also deliberately wanted to mess with people, and the Ninth Prince was a rare and peerless young man. Not to mention his absolute appearance.

It’s first-rate.”

"No, it doesn't matter if you marry my daughter. No matter how unfavored you are, you are still a prince. It would be a pity to be ruined by that ugly girl."

A steady stream of discussions came from everywhere. Sitting in the sedan chair, Feng Aoran held her chin in distress. Sometimes having too good hearing was not a good thing.

"Look at how unpopular you are. It doesn't feel good to fall from the position of the most beautiful woman." The pink piglet under her feet arched and jumped into Feng Aoran's arms.

Ao Ran hugged her and nodded approvingly, "Yes, I am so beautiful. I should look more beautiful when I am reborn. Didn't it say that the dragon clan will become beautiful after transforming into a dragon? Why don't I feel it at all? Is it necessary?"

Do you have to jump over the dragon gate of the Black Dragon Empire to become beautiful?"

"It's probably because of the Xuanlong Cauldron. You were baptized in the ancestral hall and turned into a dragon, but at the same time you awakened the Xuanlong Cauldron, but it also added a shackle to your bloodline again, so there is still no change. Waiting for your Xuanlong Cauldron.

There should be changes when Long Cauldron truly awakens."

"What exactly is the Black Dragon Cauldron? I always hear people mention it but I have no idea what it is. Please tell me." Feng Aoran pinched Margarita's little face and looked at it expectantly.

Looking at her, Margaret glanced outside and said, "We're here, I'm going to hide."

Margaret shrank and hid again, Feng Aoran's face twitched, this excuse was too base.

"The groom kicked the sedan door and carried the bride on his back." Xiniang's voice rang out, and Feng Aoran suddenly became excited. Although she knew that Mo Yu would touch Lin Zhuoer's sedan and hold the tablet, she was still a little nervous.

A little nervous, she was still thinking about whether to integrate her soul into the tablet to feel the feeling of being carried by the groom.

Just as I was thinking about it, a chubby bride opened the curtain of her sedan chair and said with a smile: "The bride has gotten off the sedan chair, come and hold me."

Xi Niang grabbed Feng Aoran's hand and pulled her out. In front of him, Mo Yu held a memorial tablet covered with Xipa, and she was led by Xi Niang and followed behind him.

Of course, the emperor did not come to Mo Yu's wedding. The prince and princess were sitting in the high hall. Feng Aoran looked at the two of them through Xipa. She was surprised to find that the so-called prince was actually the man who snatched the jade pendant from her that day.

, she still feels a little familiar.

, it turns out that she looks like her husband, and sitting next to him is a gorgeous and beautiful woman with a delicate face and watery eyes. At this time, she is actually looking at Mo Yu, with a strange expression, probably because she saw

That tablet position is a little weird.

Feng Aoran thought, Xiniang's voice had already sounded.

"Worship the heaven and the earth——"

"Two bows to the high hall——"

"Husband and wife pay homage——"

Mo Yu held the tablet and bowed to Feng Aoran. As soon as Xi Niang's words about sending her to the bridal chamber were finished, Mo Yu was taken away to greet the guests. Feng Aoran held Lin Zhuoer's tablet and followed Xi Niang to the bedroom.

Go, this is the Nine Prince's Palace given by the emperor. From now on, Feng Aoran will be the mistress of this palace.

Sitting quietly in the room, Feng Aoran heard the sighs of the maids. These people must also feel that Mo Yu suffered a loss. Alas, she was even more unjust than Dou E.

Listening to the maids leaving, Feng Aoran carefully put Lin Zhuoer's tablet aside, took some fruits from the side to offer, and poured a glass of wine at the same time. Feng Aoran felt that he was a little nervous, so he offered it to himself.

After finishing, Feng Aoran also took a piece of fruit and ate it, but she did not lift her hijab. She wanted to wait for Mo Yu to lift her hijab.

After waiting for a long time, Feng Aoran heard the sound of the door opening again. The familiar smell mixed with the strong smell of alcohol entered Feng Aoran's nose. She couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She clenched her fists tightly, and the sound of footsteps gradually became louder.

As she got closer, the red in front of her disappeared, replaced by Mo Yu's almost evil face. The cinnabar between his eyebrows was unusually bright red. Feng Aoran knew that whenever he was excited and happy, the cinnabar would be so bright red.

Mo Yu looked at Feng Aoran's slightly shy cheeks, and her throat couldn't help but tighten. Feng Aoran usually didn't wear makeup. Today, she was applying meticulous makeup, and her bright red lips were stained with some crystal liquid and looked particularly charming.

, he kissed her directly.

Feng Aoran was kissed so hard by him that she was about to be confused by him, so she quickly pushed him away.

Mo Yu looked at Feng Aoran pitifully, and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong? Are you going to prevent me from touching the wedding night?"

"No, let's have a glass of wine first, you impatient guy." Feng Aoran stood up, picked up the wine glass, poured three glasses of wine, and placed one glass in front of Lin Zhuoer's memorial tablet. One glass was put into Mo Yu's hand.

Zhuoer clinked her cups, and then looked at Mo Yu, "Let's clink it with Lin Zhuoer first. You probably have a lot to say, I can pretend not to hear you."

Mo Yu glanced at the row of tablets, but could not say anything out of a thousand words. He spilled the wine in his hand on the ground, and then stared at the tablets for a long time.

Feng Aoran thought she could hear some shocking confession, but Mo Yu just watched silently, feeling a little disappointed. After being silent, Mo Yu poured another glass of wine and walked to Feng Aoran.

"I have already communicated with Zhuoer. She said that a sister should take good care of her sister, but you have to take care of me for her. Come on, drink a glass of wine and serve me well." Mo Yu smiled roguely, and Feng Aoran suddenly wanted to know.

What would Mo Yu's reaction be if he knew she was Lin Zhuoer, but she still drank the glass of wine with a smile.

The room was turned red, and the infinite spring light was accompanied by a vague moan (moan) intertwined into a provocative and charming picture.

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