"Come on, I'll take you to wash your hands." she led him to the room.
Huaizisu shook her head with a smile as she followed Shen Wanqing, and said faintly, "No."
"Hmm?" Shen Wanqing stopped.
Huai zisu looked at Shen Wanqing and opened his lips with a smile, "don't wash it."
"Huh?" didn't you just dislike self abuse?
Huai zisu gently put her fingers around the girl's hand and smiled gently.
The beautiful woman said, "with a clear kiss, it's more effective than anything."
Shen Wanqing: emmm... She can't refute.
That's it.
"Ding - succeeded in holding hands with the gold Lord's father. Obtained 1100 points, total points: 684100."
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Three days later, the wedding was grand and grand. Ten miles of red makeup attracted the attention of the whole country.
All the streets in the capital of the Southern Dynasty were red and full of joy.
A long welcoming procession passed through the whole capital. The streets were surrounded by the people of the capital. Their faces were filled with happy smiles and strong blessings to the two excellent people.
The young man on the hot horse was dressed in a flaming Fei dress, which lined the clear and meaningful indifferent face with a trace of bewitchment for no reason, and the beauty became more amazing.
The boy's fingertips casually closed the long rope on the saddle, which seemed to be the reason for his very happy mood. He hooked his lip and smiled.
The usual indifferent eyes are inexplicable, because the smile between the eyebrows and eyes is also stained with a layer of dense. As if the water mist dyed wet eyelashes, the deep eyes lined with no waves and waves were more clear.
He gently lifted his long eyelashes, his beautiful amber pupils narrowed slightly, suddenly turned his head gently from the horse's back, looked at the flower sedan behind him, and huaizisu smiled gently.
Under the sound of trumpets and gongs, the wedding procession finally arrived at the National Teachers' house.
Huai zisu gently pulled the rope and stopped the horse.
The boy's thin body was extremely light. His beautiful slender fingers gently pressed against the horse's back. The boy's posture turned over and came to the ground.
Under the attention of the public, Huai zisu gathered her crimson sleeves, gently pursed her lips, and walked towards the sedan chair with a soft and gentle eyebrow color.
When the sedan tilted, Huai zisu stretched out her fingertips and gently brushed the red curtain on the sedan, revealing the girl in the sedan wearing a burning and colorful dress.
Huai zisu stretched out his palm. The young man's eyebrows were like willows. His eyes were just the girl in front of him, "Qingqing."
"Hmm?" the girl answered lazily under the red cap.
"Give me your hand," he said softly.
Shen Wanqing slightly paused, and then understood in an instant. He stretched out his hand and put his hand on Huai zisu's hand accurately.
The girl's little hand is tender and soft. It looks more petite when it is placed on the palm of his hand.
Huai zisu held the girl's hand in her right hand and took the girl out slowly.
Along the way, both the people along the street and the invited guests looked at them without blinking until all the ceremonies were completed and they disappeared in front of them.
While preparing to send the bride into the bridal chamber, there was a huge accident at the wedding, and several assassins appeared in the wedding hall.
The assassins lurking in the guests rushed fiercely with long swords. Their target was not who, but today's bride, Shen Wanqing.
The assassins made fierce moves one by one. They were completely dead and wanted to kill her.
The moment the assassin came out, he immediately disrupted the happy wedding. For one second, all faces were still full of happy smiles, and the next second, the flowers immediately faded.