The wedding was grand.

With ten miles of red makeup, the entire Yuzhou City was filled with a festive atmosphere.

Feng Wuyao was sitting on the joy bed in a wedding dress, his mind was still buzzing.

"Your Highness is really concerned about you. Being able to go out to greet you in person also demonstrates his value on you. In the future, life will not be sad in this mansion."

Madam Yang was quite pleased, but Feng Wuyao felt it was indifferent.

"Even if he doesn't greet the bride himself, can someone bully me?"

Madam Yang was choked and speechless.

Feng Wuyao has a lot of dowry things, but there are really not many people.

Madam Yang and Xiaoxi followed, and even the mute came along.

The rest, those servants I bought before, have temporarily let them live in the blessed land of Wuxie, and have not let them all come here.

You have to keep someone at home, right?

"Miss, Your Highness is a prince and has a noble status. You can't be willful anymore in the future."

Madam Yang was still persuading that even if the lady had the ability, she still had to recognize her identity in this country where imperial power was supreme.

The Four Highnesses are both civil and military, and perhaps they will be the next Emperor of Mingxia.

If other women come in again in the future, no matter how powerful Feng Wuyao is, he cannot kill people at will, right?

"I got it, mama, I'm a little hungry."

Because she was going to get married, I ate two eggs in the morning. Now it's evening, and she's so hungry that her chest is pressed against her back.

There was food in the space, but there was no one left by her side, so she didn't dare to take it.

The main reason is that Madam Yang is watching here. Do she dare to eat?

"Then I'll bring some pastries for the lady."

Qin Zicheng was full of energy and married the woman he wanted to marry the most, and he was particularly easy to talk to.

If you are in a good mood, you will like everything you see.

As long as you don't violate his taboos, it's easy to say anything.

When the seventh prince in Fancheng learned that he was getting married, he naturally wanted to come here too.

But the emperor's order is above, and he dare not disobey it.

Just sent someone to send a gift.

Feng Wuyao was bored sitting alone in the new house, so he simply started meditating and practicing.

When Qin Zicheng came in, he saw his wife wearing wedding clothes and a red veil covering her head, and she was actually practicing martial arts?

Qin Zicheng smiled a little helpless and a little doting.

Who would have thought that the prince had been sitting all night on his wedding night!

Feng Wuye didn't mean it either.

She was indeed too devoted to practicing martial arts. Later, she felt the rich purple air seeping in, so she started to enjoy it without hesitation.

After she sorted out the purple aura and spiritual power in her body, she found that the sky was already slightly bright.

After moving his neck, he found that the phoenix crown on his head had been taken off at some point.

Turning his head again, he saw Qin Zicheng sitting on the side, in the same position as her.

No wonder she felt the rich purple air last night.

I think it was Qin Zicheng who was also using his skills while approaching her, which made her feel unexpectedly surprised.

Feng Wuye came down to move for a few times, and Qin Zicheng also opened his eyes.

"How is it? Are there any discomfort?"

Feng Wuyao shook his head, still complaining in his heart, we didn't do anything, why would we feel uncomfortable?

Qin Zicheng simply felt that her legs would be numb and her waist would be sore after sitting all night?

Obviously, there is no level of the brain circuit between the two.

"Let's wash first, and after breakfast, I'll take you to get familiar with it."

"good."
Chapter completed!