As expected, the person making the noise outside the door was indeed Cao Fengjue. She kicked the door open with a fierce look that showed no trace of the elegance of a lady.

Cao Fengjue, who is now the young lady of Huangfu's family, saw a strange color in her beautiful almond eyes when she saw her former sweetheart. That day in the imperial garden of the palace, she saw two princes fighting over Huangfu Yuqing.

It made her almost crazy with jealousy. Now that she knew that the wedding date of Huangfu Yuqing and Nangong Longze had been decided, her heart was even more turbulent and she could not calm down.

Bi Pingyuan went to the palace. "The auspicious time has come -" a loud voice came from outside the door. It must be the person in charge of receiving the bride from Pingnan Palace.

"My daughter would like to implore my parents to let me choose two maids to marry." Huangfu Yuqing said in the same calm tone.

"Come here! Stop her. She is not allowed to leave the general's mansion without my order!" Wen Shiyun suddenly cheered up, and a glint flashed in her eyes. If Cao Fengjue was allowed to run back to her parents' home at this juncture, what would happen next?

Don't know what will happen.

…………Susu’s gorgeous dividing line…………

The dining table was very quiet. Huangfu Yuqing spoke first calmly: "Father, mother, my daughter has an unkind invitation before she gets married. I hope my parents can agree to it."

"King Pingnan, is this considered robbery by force?" Huangfu Yuqing's lips slowly raised, and he looked into the man's eyes with a half-smile, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

The sun was shining brightly that day and the sky was cloudless.

"Fengjue, do you know what day it is today?" Wen Shiyun's voice was not loud, but there was a sharp and terrifying aura between the lines. She is a majestic general's wife, and naturally she is not a vegetarian. She is still alive, and this mansion

There is no room for a daughter-in-law to play tricks here.

The man's deep eyes were full of cunning, half-smiling, and his eyes suddenly focused on the red coral hairpin placed on the top of the table. The brocade box was clearly stamped with the seal of the Needlework Bureau. This brocade box

It is undoubtedly a palace thing.

"Qing'er, are you okay?" Nangong Longze's magnetic hoarse voice revealed a hint of joking.

Almost everyone's eyes fell on Huangfu Yuqing's face, including Nangong Longze. There was a meaningful look in his deep and dark eyes, as if he was very interested in knowing what the woman was going to say next.

"Daughter-in-law, I know that today is the day when sister Qing'er gets married and is promoted to Princess Pingnan." Seeing Wen Shiyun's face sinking, Cao Fengjue simply broke into tears and responded coldly, without any trace of emotion in her tone.

Respect your elders.

At this moment, there was only a click sound, and the white horn comb in the man's hand was broken in half. A strange color flashed in Nangong Longze's deep eyes, but he soon returned to his natural demeanor, and saw him

With a calm face, he picked up the red coral hairpin and carefully inserted it into the middle of the woman's bun.

Cao Fengjue took a cold look at the furnishings in the room to see that this time Huangfu Yuqing was getting married. Huangfuyi and Wen Shiyun had also prepared a generous dowry for her. After all, they only had this precious daughter, and they were marrying a prince.

, we cannot disgrace the face of the General's Mansion.

The soft and smooth hair passed through the man's fingers. The delicate feeling made the man's heart palpitate inexplicably. He only felt itchy in his heart. He remembered that when he was young, he often saw his father tying the hair of his mother and concubine. At that time, he was still very puzzled.

There are many maids in the palace, so there is no need for the father to do it himself. Today, I suddenly realized the joy that the father brings to women's hair.

Huangfuyi also arrived at this time, and the guards of the General's Mansion began to help carry Huangfu Yuqing's dowry onto the carriage. Feng Xiyin covered Huangfu Yuqing with the prepared red hijab, and lowered her voice and said: "Princess, we should

gone!"

"This hairpin is not suitable for you, I will put it away for you!" Nangong Longze stared at her, and at the same time slowly stepped aside, and he and the woman stared at the image in the bronze mirror at the same time, and the man raised his hand to take it off at the same time.

The coral hairpin he had just inserted himself into, and his magnetic voice exuded an aura of majesty that could not be denied.

Huangfu Yuqing finally calmed down from the violent cough, and seemed to notice something strange about the man next to her. She suddenly turned her head and saw the red coral hairpin in the man's hand.

Nangong Longze's rough palms shuttled between the woman's silky-smooth hair, and the soft hair satin gently slid in the man's palm, enjoying the gentleness conveyed by the man's warm palm.

"Qing'er, where did this girl come from? Why have I never seen my mother in your house before?" A trace of doubt flashed across Wen Shiyun's eyes, and Feng Xiyin standing aside was also curious.

"Don't mention it anymore, today is your happy day." Wen Shiyun's tone became obviously relaxed, but her frown revealed her inner worries. Now she just wants to marry her daughter off in a glorious way, and nothing else.

Everything is put on hold for now.

Is this to ensure that she spends her wedding night safely? Huangfu Yuqing thought to herself, but still said his thanks obediently: "Thank you, mother, Qing'er knows how to take care of herself, don't worry!"

Wen Shiyun was so angry that she couldn't breathe. Xiyin and Fengling came forward to help her. Cao Fenjue still looked at Huangfu Yuqing in disbelief. She never knew that Huangfu Yuqing could have such strength and courage.

Huangfu Yuqing gently pushed the man's hand away and said lightly: "It's up to you!"

Having said this, Wen Shiyun nodded slowly, but at this moment, there was a noise outside, which seemed to be Cao Fengjue's voice, and the maid's voice slowly entered the room: "Young Mistress--"

A flash of light flashed across Huangfu Yuqing's eyes. She didn't know what the man was thinking, but she remained calm and quietly observed his every move. Judging from his skillful techniques, it seemed that he often acted for women.

Like a bunch of hair.

Seeing the woman's embarrassment, the man's eyes flashed with interest. He seemed to have forgotten about the letter. He stood up, stretched out his long arm behind the woman, and patted her back gently, seemingly considerately.

A hint of darkness flashed through Nangong Longze's deep eyes, and the expression on Huangfu Lingfeng's face who was sitting next to him was also slightly startled. He knew very well that if Cao Fengjue knew the inside story, it would be absolutely impossible for him to say what he just said.

If you speak impassioned words, you are already very personable without jumping up and down in anger.

Huangfu Yuqing did not kneel down, but only gave a slight salute. Her original identity was the princess, but now that she married Nangong Longze, her status was naturally different, so kneeling down was naturally unnecessary.

Outside the General's Mansion, there was a huge crowd of people. Many people came to watch the fun. Everyone wanted to see how the nymphomaniac princess of the General's Mansion could be so lucky to marry Prince Pingnan. I don't know how many famous ladies were envious and jealous.
Chapter completed!