Song Jingyue was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she fell into his arms.

This can be regarded as pressing the placket, right? Mo Xianyun pursed her lips, her cheeks slightly red.

Mama Xu laughed happily, and it was hard to say that he was wrong, this man wanted to press the woman, how did he get to King Yi, it was the woman who pressed on him.

Catching a glimpse of Song Jingyue like a little rabbit, shrinking in his arms, Mama Xu didn't dare to say anything, but said: "Spread the tent!" ”

The maids held longan, peanuts, red dates and other things, sprinkled them into the tent, listening to the sound of ding ding dong, Song Jingyue hurriedly pushed away Mo Xianyun and sat down.

She had already thought that she was marrying King Yi on the surface, but she did the wedding ceremony before she was in time, and it was okay not to have sex with him under the pretext that she had not yet reached the court.

Now he is held in his arms, but for some reason there is a familiar feeling, that solid chest is the same as leaning on Mo Xianyun's arms.

"Eat dumplings." Mama Xu brought a bowl of dumplings, interrupting Song Jingyue's thoughts.

Mo Xianyun picked up the jade spoon, scooped up a dumpling, and took a bite.

He handed the spoon to Song Jingyue's hand, she lowered her head, looked at the dumplings he handed over from under the red hijab, picked it up, lifted the red hijab slightly and took a small bite, it was raw.

"How did it come to life?" Song Jingyue muttered.

Mo Xianyun lowered her eyes and glanced at her lowly, without removing the red hijab, she could imagine that she was now frowning slightly, pouting and complaining about the cute expression of raw dumplings.

Mama Xu was full of smiles, it was difficult to answer, she glanced at Mo Xianyun, put the acacia wine in front of the table, and said: "This acacia wine, please King Yi unveiled the princess's red hijab and drink it again!" The old slave wishes King Yi and Princess Yi a harmonious husband and wife, give birth to a noble son early, and love until old age! ”

After speaking, Mama Xu led the slaves and maids to kneel down and salute, and then withdrew to receive the reward.

Listening to the footsteps getting farther away, Song Jingyue waited for King Yi to unveil the red hijab, as long as she removed the red hijab, she could eat!

His stomach was rumbling, and the small piece of pastry he gave him just now was not hungry.

But after waiting for a long time, he couldn't wait for him to remove his red hijab, and he didn't even move, just sat next to her, not knowing what he was thinking.

This King Yi is really weird, not only does he not speak, but he does not move.

There are so many problems.

Song Jingyue didn't know, Mo Xianyun was hesitating now, thinking about it, how to explain to Song Jingyue that he was King Yi after removing the red hijab.

Secondly, he arranged all the possible reactions of Song Jingyue in the past few days, and made countermeasures one by one.

But in front of him, he had no courage.

I'm afraid she'll be annoyed.

I am afraid that she will not stay with him in Xuanwu.

I'm afraid that if she knows her means, she will dislike him, blame him, and feel that he is not a decent gentleman.

Because of this, Fang Cai, he has been silent, and if he can not speak, he will not speak, for fear that Song Jingyue will turn his face on the spot.

Song Jingyue's stomach growled, she touched her flat belly, and said, "King Yi, if you don't have the strength to remove the red hijab, I will do it myself, okay?" I'm not going to say it, don't worry. ”

After that, Song Jingyue reached out and pinched the edge of the red hijab, and was about to lift it up, but Mo Xianyun reached out and pressed her little hand, Song Jingyue twisted her eyebrows, and said angrily: "If you don't want to marry this princess, just say it directly, why don't you take off the red hijab for a long time?" Do you want to sit with Princess Ben until dawn? ”

Song Jingyue twisted his hand away, blew up with her small mouth, trying to blow the red hijab away, that Mo Xianyun naturally would not do what she wanted, reached out and pressed the red hijab, Song Jingyue thought he was going to hit her in the face, so she raised her foot in annoyance and kicked him down on the bed, Mo Xianyun grabbed her hand and pulled Song Jingyue into her arms.

"If you don't remove your hijab, you want to take advantage of this princess? You think it's beautiful! Song Jingyue was indignant, sat on top of him, and poked her fingers in the direction of his acupoint, Mo Xianyun saw her path, turned over, and pressed her under him.

The red hijab was placed directly over her face.

Didn't you say that this was a sick seedling? Looks like a martial arts expert!

Song Jingyue raised her foot and kicked at his crotch, Mo Xianyun reached out to hold her little foot, and the other foot kicked restlessly towards his abdomen, Mo Xianyun didn't react and took a kick.

"Tsk."

Song Jingyue took the opportunity to reach out and tear off the red hijab, tied one of his hands, Mo Xianyun hurriedly shot out the silver needle, the candles were extinguished one by one, and the room was darkened.

Song Jingyue was stunned for a moment, stretched out her hand and pulled his brocade belt, and with a bang, ripped off his belt, Mo Xianyun tied the red hijab with one hand, the wedding dress was spread out, and she stood with her back to her.

"I thought you didn't want to look at me, but you didn't dare to let me see it. It is said that King Yi's face is like a crown of jade, what, is it an ugly monster? Song Jingyue shook the jade belt and looked at him defiantly.

In the darkness, the golden jade crown on his head shone with a dull light, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his body was long.

This wedding dress was made by the concubine, and it was worn on him as if it was tailor-made.

Mo Xianyun turned his back to her, gasping slightly, he was deliberately sick during this time, did not take medicine, and took poison to suppress internal force, and now after a little comparison with Song Jingyue, he gasped like this, which is really embarrassing.

"Are you mute? Or is it very disgusted with Hongu? Song Jingyue continued to ask.

"If you refuse to marry this palace, this palace will go back to your father, whether it is to marry King Ning or King Ping, in short, I will not force you. Don't act like Hongu bullied you. ”

Song Jingyue threw away the jade belt, snorted coldly, walked past him, and was about to open the door, but the person behind him walked up with an arrow, held her little hand, and prevented her from opening the door.

"You ......" is really vexatious!

Song Jingyue turned her head in annoyance, and Mo Xianyun let go of her hand around her waist and lowered her head to kiss her lips.

Song Jingyue was frightened by this sudden kiss, her eyes widened, and she instinctively wanted to push him away, but she saw a familiar face and a familiar feeling......

"Yue'er." Mo Xianyun called her nickname in a deep voice.

Song Jingyue's hand on the doorknob loosened and looked at him in a daze.

Mo Xianyun moved her thin lips away and looked at Song Jingyue's surprised face worriedly.

Her makeup today is very exquisite, even in the dim room, you can still see her snow-like skin, the flowers on her eyebrows are delicate and beautiful, and the steps on her head are jingling together, crisp and beautiful.

"Who are you?" Song Jingyue looked at him incredulously.

I haven't seen him for more than a year, he has lost some weight, and his appearance is sick, but he can't hide the nobility in his bones, and the red clothes are extremely suitable for him.

Looking at his deep and warm eyes, Song Jingyue turned around and reached out to touch his face.

"Who are you? You gave Hongu Ecstasy? Song Jingyue looked at him blankly.