nze's smile on his face was infuriating.An Xue Tang just stared at Mo Yun Ze's eyes, "Mo Yun Ze, what you did, if the Emperor knew about it, what do you think he would do"Mo Yunze suddenly burst into...Past lives...present lives...Mo Yunjing's lips curled up slightly.

Fengming and Tangtang, as he had imagined, were indeed...

Past lives, present life, does he believe in it

Because of An Xuetang, so he believes!

Mo Junyi's round eyes were fixed on Feng Ming, as if listening to a story, waiting for him to continue.

Then he waited and waited, but he didn't say anything!

"Then what What about past lives, Uncle, you tell me!"

Feng Ming curled her lips and glanced at Mo Yun Jing beside her, "Why don't you ask your Fifth Uncle to tell you"

"Huh" Mo Junyi looked at Mo Yunjing in confusion, "Fifth Uncle, do you know something"

Mo Yunjing shook his head. "I don't know anything."

"... "

Nonsense, he clearly looked like he knew it all.

But before Mo Junyi could ask anything more, Mo Yunjing and Feng Ming both stood up. One went somewhere unknown, the other went to toast the soldiers.

Liu Mojun stood alone, disheveled on the spot. What in the world was going on!

On the other side, An Xuetang and Ning'er brought food to Huaduoer's tent.

When Huāduǒ saw n Xuětáng, she came over and said that she wasn't moved, but that would be a lie. However, she said, "Today is your big day of joy, why have you come to me"

As she spoke, she unconsciously took two steps back, as if afraid of bringing bad luck to An Xuetang.

An Xuetang looked at her actions thoughtfully, her eyes darkened, as if she had guessed her thoughts. However, she said at this moment, "What I can't come to you Are you disgusted with me"

"How could I possibly" Huāduǒ's voice sharpened, "How could I dislike you What right would I have to dislike you I'm just afraid..."

"What are you afraid of" An Xuetang coldly interrupted her, then asked Ning'er to hand her the bunch of iron peonies in her hand.

This bunch of iron flowers was brought down by Ning'er from the offering table at An Xue Tang's request. At the time, Ning'er couldn't understand why her mistress would want this flower.

Hua Duo'er knew An Xue Tang didn't like it when she said self-deprecating things, so no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring herself to say it.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at her, "A Tang, today is your big day of joy. Go back and be with King Beijang well."

"It's daytime now, we should wait until night if we want to do that, why the rush"

"...."

Her words immediately made the faces of the other three women in the room flush.

Ning'er and Hong'er exchanged glances, both with smiles playing on their lips. They were both shocked and amused by An Xuetang's bold words.

Hua Duo'er cleared her throat awkwardly, "A Tang, you are the princess of Bei Jiang. You can't speak so bluntly."

"Oh," An Xuetang said nonchalantly, "Then let me rephrase it. It's still early in the day, and my husband, Ah Jing, and I are both a little shy to consummate our marriage. We'll have to wait until the night is deep and everyone else is asleep."

Flowers, Ninger, Honger: "..."

Hong'er couldn't hold back and covered her mouth with a smile.

Ning'er also rarely raised a smile.

Huāduǒ stared at Hóng'er, and Hóng'er quickly stopped, "Your Highness, I...I'm sorry, servant girl did not mean to laugh at you."

"Don't worry about it, Hong'er and Ning'er, you two go eat something. I'll chat with Duo'er for a bit."

Hong'er and Ning'er curtsied. "Yes,"

After the two left, An Xuetang walked up to Huadoer. She put the flower in her hand into Huadoer's hand. "This is my bouquet, and now it officially belongs to you."

"As he spoke, he led her to a chair and sat down. "Duoer, do you know what a bride's bouquet symbolizes"

The little flower lowered her head to look at the thornless plum blossom in her hand and shook her head, "I don't know."

"The origin of the bride's bouquet is to protect the newlyweds from illness, and later it became a symbol of happiness being passed on."

Hearing her speak of the transference of happiness, Huahua's face changed. She wanted to put the flower back into her hand, "Then I can't take it even more, how can you give your happiness to me, what about you No, no, I absolutely cannot."ing Mo Yunjing and the others finally arrive, the magistrate of Youlan City hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Mo Yunjing. "This official is Chen Changwen, the magistrate of Youlan City. I have me...