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Chapter 463 Broken Sleeve Emperor VS Cold General 49 (End)
Not long after Manlo's accession to the throne.

Another shocking news came out of Kyoto.

The queen of Chu State wants to marry General Mo into the palace?
Although the news was spreading in the streets and alleys, everyone couldn't help but question the authenticity of this matter.

After all, Mo Lan is a dignified general who not only holds the military power in his hands, but also has great military exploits. How could such a person be willing to enter the palace under the empress?

But the facts slapped these common people in the face.

General Mo Lan not only accepted the queen, but even handed over all his military power.

All of a sudden, there were lights and festoons everywhere, and all the main streets were hung with red silk.

From a distance, the entire capital seems to be shrouded in red makeup.

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The day of the big wedding.

The hearts of the courtiers were mixed.

They finally accepted the fact that the monarch is a woman.Now they have to face their bravest general marrying into the palace.

Everything is so unrealistic, but it happened in reality.

Sing along with a distant sound.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

The first thing that catches the eye is a piece of festive bright red. The two people dressed in festive clothes walked hand in hand. The eye-catching bright red blurred in everyone's eyes.

Especially the moment the man looked down at the woman, time seemed to stand still, and he only had the woman in his heart. Such a focused emotion is enviable.

Man Luo, who was led by him, was not so tender and affectionate, and she put all her energy on her heavy bead hairpin that was about to die.

After a wedding process, she already felt that her waist was not her waist, and her neck was not her neck.

When the two finally entered the bridal chamber, she almost couldn't wait to throw herself into the bedding, but as soon as she threw herself down, Man Luo regretted it.

Xi's bed was full of red dates and peanuts, which hurt her so much.

There was a small cry of pain from her in the room.

Mo Lan, who was still wearing a doting smile, suddenly became nervous. He picked up Man Luo and checked her situation up and down. When he saw the mess on the bed, Mo Lan couldn't help frowning: "This What is it?"

How can this kind of thing be placed on the wedding bed?
Seeing the puzzled look on the man's face, Man Luo curled his lips: "That's red dates, peanuts, longan, lotus seeds, you can read them together."

After her reminder, Mo Lan's figure suddenly stopped.

Man Luo was surprised to see the rapid redness of the other party's ears, and couldn't help but leaned forward and took a bite.

Mo Lan's eyes suddenly became dark, and he turned his head to look at Man Luo, the beauty in red was smiling, her appearance was astonishingly beautiful.

Seeing Mo Lan looking at him for a moment, Man Luo curled his lips and moved closer to let him see more clearly: "Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful." The man said, carefully hugging the girl in front of him, even if he just gently hugged her like this, his empty heart was already filled: "It's really like a dream."

Mo Lan's sigh was met with a chuckle from Man Luo.

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Mo Lan's neck: "This is indeed a dream. If the general does not want to wake up, he must be obedient."

Without the cover of the medicine, Man Luo's voice regained the sweetness of a girl, with a tone that seemed passionate and ruthless.

Mo Lan hugged her even tighter: "It's all up to you."

He has made a mistake once, and he will never make a mistake a second time.

Seeing the bright colors on the girl's lips, Mo Lan slowly lowered her figure.

In the first half of his life, he guarded the frontier and defended his home and country.

And for the rest of his life, he was willing to just guard her.

She wants her homeland to be safe, so he will protect it for her.

She wanted to sit on the throne, so he frightened the courtiers for her.

If she wants him, he is hers.

As long as it is what she wants, he will do his best to achieve it.

The candles were extinguished, and the bed curtains swayed.

It is night, and it is also a lingering poem.

There are no princes and generals here, only two people who have achieved positive results, sleeping in each other's arms.

　Flowers are over~

　　(ps: This seems to be the longest plane so far, Kaisen~)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)