Prince Ning quickly came to the wedding room and drove everyone out of the room regardless of Xi Po's obstruction.

Only Aunt Sun was brave enough to cover Jiang Ying's head with quick eyesight and quick hands, so that Prince Ning could not see the beauty of the bride earlier.

Prince Ning actually didn't come close. He stood across the curtain, his eyes bright and hot, and he said: "Jiang Ying, Prince Fu Zhu, I killed him with my own hands. I did what I promised you. Now, I'm here to marry you." .”

Jiang Ying raised her head slightly. The thick hijab blocked her sight, but her ghost eyes were not restricted.

She clearly saw the person who was made up of a mass of evil spirits. The blood-red, black and purple evil spirits were intertwined, with a faint hint of gold added to them.

Now that the prince is dead, everything can change, completely change from now on.

The red lips under the hijab slowly raised, and she softly uttered one word: "Okay."

In the end, it was Jiang Shiyan who came to marry Jiang Ying. The person who had just rushed in was already waiting at the door.

Jiang Ying said goodbye to her grandfather and parents first. The old man rarely nagged her with a few words. Although the words were few, they showed his love for her.

Jiang Chongwen and Lin Shuyun laughed and said a few words. The main reason was that the old man was in charge, so they had to endure it even if they didn't want to. Those who didn't know the fake smiles they forced out thought they were invited to fill the gap.

After Jiang Ying kowtowed and stood up, Jiang Shiyan carried her out.

Jiang Ying, who was dressed in a fancy dress, was not too light, but Jiang Shiyan didn't feel heavy. He only felt pain in his heart. He was finally going to send his precious sister away with his own hands.

He followed Po Xi out step by step: "Brother, I think you are still the little girl who always pesters me to ask for sweets. Why are you getting married in a blink of an eye?"

"Brother was sent away for three years. Yaoyao must have been wronged. It's not my fault."

"Yaoyao, you and Prince Ning have a good life. No matter what goes wrong, you can tell big brother and big brother will make the decision for you."

"Yaoyao, big brother didn't give you much make-up, don't dislike it. When big brother has something good in the future, I will double it for you."

"Yaoyao, you don't care about your parents. Grandpa loves you, and so does eldest brother. No matter what your status is in the future, this will always be your home."

The words he said were not loud, but they fell clearly into Jiang Ying's ears, as well as Jiang Shiyan's inaudible choking.

Jiang Ying tightened his arms slightly: "Brother."

A tear fell down and quickly disappeared into the clothes.

Jiang Shiyan paused and said, "Don't cry. It's my fault that I made you cry. Okay, here we are, don't cry."

Jiang Ying was placed on the ground covered with red cloth. As soon as he stood still, a hand stretched out in front of him. It was Xia Chenyue.

Jiang Ying slowly put his hand up, and as soon as he touched it, he held it tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

The moment finally arrived. Jiang Shiyan suppressed the sourness in his heart and smiled: "Shangjiao, don't miss the opportunity."

Xia Chenyue held Jiang Ying's hand and sent her to the extremely luxurious sedan chair. He lowered his head and smelled the fragrant bride. He suppressed his thoughts and chuckled: "Princess, let's go home."

Jiang Ying's dowry was very large, and he tried every means to stuff it. In the end, he stuffed it with a hundred and thirty-six tons. Every box was full, leaving no gaps at all, and this didn't include the private rooms with discounted banknotes.

As the long queue passed by, one could see endless red colors, it was really Shili Hongzhuang.

The speed of the procession was neither too fast nor too slow, which gave the people enough time to watch. Even knowing that it was Prince Ning, the Living King of Hell, getting married, it could not stop them from watching the fun.

Finally, the team stopped in front of Prince Ning's Mansion after a circle.

The door is open, festive red silk is hung all over the house, and the sound of firecrackers is deafening.

"The bride is here, pick her up!"

Prince Ning personally picked her up, gave one end of the red silk to Jiang Ying, and led her all the way to his mansion. The evil wolf that has been coveting for a long time finally returns to its den with its beloved prey in its mouth.

Step over the brazier, worship heaven and earth, and send it into the bridal chamber.

Next, of course, is the new house.

Naturally, no one dares to make trouble with Prince Ning's new house, but it's still okay to take a look.

People like Han Shuo, the princes and princes, Xie Cinian, Xie Qiongyue, and Wu Qingqing still dared to go in and have a look.

"The groom has lifted his hijab!"

"Pick the hijab, and the scale beam will be gold and bright. The one on the scale will be auspicious, the one on the left will be rich, the one on the right will be wishful, and the one in the middle will be full of gold and jade."

"Choose hijab, and the loving couple will grow old together."

Accompanied by Xipo's auspicious words, Xia Chenyue slowly raised his hijab.

Even though he had known for a long time that his bride was beautiful, even if she dressed up a little, she was even more beautiful. However, when she lifted the hijab at this moment, she still felt as surprised and happy as if she had just met her for the first time.

How can you not feel happy when you dress up just to be his bride.

Their eyes met, and at this moment they could only see each other.

Everyone was still marveling at the bride's beauty and saying compliments for free, when they saw King Ning grabbing the bride's hand and putting it on his mask.

"Princess, please reciprocate."

Jiang Ying's eyes flashed slightly and he smiled. Is this how courtesy is used?

There were many people around the new house. It was noisy and lively just now, but now they are all silent. They looked at Jiang Ying's hand on Prince Ning's mask in surprise. Do they really want to lift it off? do you mean this?

Everyone held their breath unconsciously, waiting for Jiang Ying's move.

At the last moment, Jiang Ying was not in a hurry. He tapped the edge of his mask with his fingertips and joked: "The prince is also very handsome in the mask, mysterious and attractive. Are you sure you don't want to keep it?"

Jiang Ying would not admit that she was a little cowardly. She had never seen Xia Chenyue's true appearance in her previous life, and she was not that curious.

And she had an intuition that maybe lifting this mask would bring answers that she didn't want to accept.

However, when things had come to this point, how could Xia Chenyue allow her to back down?

"You can take it off or put it on again. You must let my princess know what kind of husband she is marrying."

His eyes were firm and gentle, and with a coaxing tone, he quickly asked her to take off the mask from his face.

Prince Ning's true appearance hidden under the mask was finally revealed to everyone.

Looking at the half of his face that was exposed before, you knew that he was supposed to have a handsome appearance, and his true appearance certainly did not disappoint.

An extremely handsome face seems to be the work of the gods. The facial features are clear and perfect.

The well-known scars on Prince Ning's face were nowhere to be seen at this moment.

"hiss"

"Oh my God."

Everyone who saw it marveled at Prince Ning's true appearance, and no one doubted that he was fake, because his facial features were so similar to the emperor's, but he was younger and more handsome than the emperor. He highlighted his advantages and was meticulous. Grooming.

Xipo was the first to come to her senses and said with an exaggerated expression: "Oh, our prince and princess are truly a match made in heaven, unparalleled in the world!"


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