Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 137: Big Wedding (1)
Frowning, he looked at the nine-dragon crown on the tray and said, "You don't need to wear this one." The nine-dragon crown and the empress's back crown are exactly a pair, should Puyang Fenghua wear the phoenix crown? "Send someone to the side hall and tell the palace servants there that everything that is the same as women's accessories will be removed, and the phoenix crown will also be removed." Turning around and walking towards the gift, he took out a blood-red jade hairpin from the brocade box and handed it to the palace attendant: "Send it to the side hall, and use this to tie Fenghua Jun's hair." After finishing speaking, he smiled and said, "Forget it, I will go later." Jun Shu, of course she has to tie his hair.

The palace servants who received the order quickly trotted towards the side hall, the master's mind was really changeable.

The old man in the palace held the wooden comb in his hand tremblingly and combed the young man's hair, every time he combed his hair from the beginning to the end, a white hair.

Somewhat similar to the blood jade hairpin in the brocade box, Puyang Yuren held it in her hair, red and black and black, and smiled at the person in the mirror.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Wen Yu, who had just returned from Changle Weiyang, looked at the boy's hair accessories and said.

Seeing Wen Yu who came back, Puyang Yuren smiled and said: "What's wrong?"

Picking up the nine-dragon crown on the table, he said: "The emperor is going to get married, since he is going to wear the nine-dragon crown." How could such a simple blood jade hairpin be enough, wouldn't it be too shabby?The dress has been changed, the etiquette has been changed, and this big wedding has been changed into a mess by the teenager.

She smiled indifferently: "Even if you don't wear wedding clothes, you can get married." Not to mention it's just a nine-dragon crown.

Helplessly looking at the young man, he said: "Your servant is just worrying about it." You can guess that the young man is considering the man's thoughts, but you can't change this big marriage beyond recognition.

Puyang Yuren smiled and said: "Wen Yu is not just worrying about it." He looked down at the woman who was tidying his clothes again and smiled knowingly. This woman has stayed by his side for so many years, and she has always been duplicity. The stuffy gourd can be controlled, this seemingly innocent but rogue woman is not.

When everything was ready, the palace staff opened the gate of the Lotus Moon Palace, and the goal of entering was the red eyes shining under the palace lanterns.

Red silk tied into flowers is hung on the orchid pavilion and winds down to the deep palace. The red double happiness is pasted on the palace lantern. The dazzling red everywhere reminds Puyang Yuren of today's life.

Take a deep breath and spit out a cloud of light white smoke. In a blink of an eye, it is already autumn.

After shaking his wet palm, it was the first time he broke out in sweat for the first time in so many years.

The big wedding has not yet started, so there is no sound of ceremony and music, the boots embroidered with gold clouds step on the ground, the footsteps are accompanied by the sound of heartbeats stumbling away, looking at the brightly lit side hall, reflecting the orange candlelight on the cheeks There was a blush on my face, I don't know if it was too hot or something.

The palace people guarding outside the palace were all taken aback when they saw Puyang Yuren's arrival, the emperor and empress would only meet each other at the beginning of the ceremony, they couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling, the emperor was really anxious.

Ignoring the jokes in the palace people's eyes, Puyang Yuren coughed dryly and pushed the door open: "You all go out first." Compared with the bustle outside, there were only two palace people and Lu Sheng who was with me inside.

Lu Sheng looked at the young man who came suddenly in amazement: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Puyang Yuren waved his hands, "You guys go down first." There was a warm smile on his face, and even the usually cold eyebrows were instantly warmed.

Under the gesture of the man, Lu Sheng walked out of the room, his sight blocked by the door.

There were only two people left in the room.

Strange that the man never looked back, Puyang Yuren stepped forward suspiciously and stood behind the man.

Puyang Fenghua naturally knew that the young man was standing behind him, but he didn't turn his head. He put his hands alternately on his knees and his fingers were slightly bent. When the candlelight fell on Yubai's fingers, there was a touch of pink.

Picking up the wooden comb that the palace maid put aside, she ran her fingers through the soft hair, the movements were very gentle from the root of the hair to the end of the hair without interruption.

"Uncle Huang's hair is really good." Perhaps because of the candlelight, her voice was softer than ever before, her habitual coldness and indifference were restrained, and her cool fingers ran across her black hair.

Opened his mouth, the person in the mirror has the best masterpiece of the Creator, and his distant eyes are also stained with the breath of the mortal world at this time, falling into the mortal world.

Puyang Yuren didn't care much about the man's tranquility, flipped his fingers, took out the bloody jade hairpin from his arms, fixed the rolled up hair, looked at his results in the mirror, and nodded in satisfaction: "Uncle Huang's The temperament matches this hairpin just right." It was not difficult to find those two hairpins after searching for her for so long.

His eyes fell on the hairpin pinned between the young man's hair, which evoked today's very delicate lips.

The mirrors of this era are not very clear, and the young man did not see the man's expression very clearly.

Combed those hairs very softly, played with those hairs with fingers, couldn't put it down, walked around to the man, looked at the man's cheeks dyed red with a half-smile, the white was rosy, and the fairy-like figure matched Seeing such a daydreaming expression, Puyang Yuren resisted the urge to pinch that person's face.

Looking up at the young man who detoured in front of him, Puyang Fenghua blushed.

"Is the emperor shy?" Puyang Yuren wanted to see the man's unusual expression, so he grabbed the man's tail and didn't let go.

Looking at the young man with shining eyes, there is an unconcealable amorous feeling on the brow: "Nonsense." He glanced at the young man reproachfully, causing Puyang Yuren's heart to tremble.

Seriously looking at today's man, Puyang Yuren raised his head and said with a smile: "Today's uncle is really magnificent." Although it is still in red clothes, but the red clothes are different from the usual simplicity, but more like flowers Brocade, half of a jade-white palm is exposed from the wide cuff, and there is a faint fluorescence on the slender fingers.

As the boy's eyes fell on his fingers: "What?"

Shaking his head, "Uncle Huang's fingers are really beautiful." If you put on a ring that you painted and carved for a night, it shouldn't be bad.

(End of this chapter)