The red damask is hanging down, and the phoenix crown is pulled into a bun and swaying.

The beauty wears red makeup, with bare hands and a little cinnabar between her eyebrows.

The spring grass is lightly dewed, and the spring rain is flowing through the gauze.

The red threads are intertwined, and I fall in love with you and marry you.

Looking at the phoenix crown in the mirror, she realized that she had never wanted to marry anyone in her life, and she never thought she would come to Xuandu.

If all this is fate, falling in love with Ye Xunyu is probably fate. This fate means that there is fate, but there is no fate.

"The princess is getting married today. Her sad face would be unlucky."

When Yan Ran saw her, she felt worried for the princess. She knew that no matter how hard she tried to persuade her, it would be of no use.

"Yes, today is my princess' wedding day."

Looking at myself in the mirror, the slightly raised smile was even more forced.

Han Xin saw in the mirror that none of them were looking at her one by one, so she took out the bottle from the box and put it in her hand. She held it tightly, her hands trembling a little.

No matter what happens, I will make a decision this time. I closed my eyes and secretly felt ashamed: Sister Lan'er, this time I really didn't treat you right...

Han Xin was sent to the sedan chair and looked at the slowly falling red curtain through the veil. Others were happy to get married, but she was only sad.

This marriage itself is a matter of government affairs, so there is no need for true love.

Since Ye Xunyu doesn't love him, why should she force him?

If you love someone, you have to know how to let go?

But how should I let go of this hand?

He slowly stretched out his hand from his cuffs, opened his clenched hands, and listened to the sound of gongs and drums outside the sedan. She said that if you believe her on this matter, everything will be fine.

After hesitating for a while, his eyes were already empty. He looked at the curtain fluttering in the breeze with indifferent eyes, smiled bitterly, and put it in his mouth.

At that moment, he had already entrusted his life and death to her.

Ye Yilan looked at him who had been waiting outside the house for a long time, and then let go of Murong Haochen's hand. When she saw the situation, he did not stop her, and her doting smile was still raised.

Standing aside, looking at the wedding team without any sign of it, he turned to his side and stared, softly saying: "Brother, if the Princess of the North Desert wants to leave one day, just let her go."

Let her go?

If she really wanted to leave, she would naturally not be imprisoned. She stared forward, tilted her body, and whispered softly: "Lan'er, you can't let the emperor hear what you said."

"Lan'er, I just want to tell my brother that he knows more about the marriage than Lan'er. Since he doesn't have any feelings for her, don't restrain her. If he really lets go, he can let go of what's in his heart.

Let her know."

Although Ye Yilan turned slightly sideways, she could still see his figure in the corner of her eyes, and she couldn't help but smile slightly with joy. She continued: "After all, I understand her better than you do."

That's because she knew Han Xin's thoughts. If she didn't know, how could she understand her so deeply.

Although she doesn't ask her brother to truly let go, after all, loving someone will never be erased from her heart.

If she loved Murong Haoli deeply, she would not want to let him go.

No matter what happened before, she is still Murong Haochen's person. She will not have any feelings for him.

She was not confused by what Murong Haoli said. At this moment, she knew very well that she could no longer be swayed by anyone.

"My brother will take your words to heart."

Ye Xunyu was naturally shaken when he heard what she said. No matter what happens afterwards, he will respect her decision.

He held her shoulders, patted her gently, and signaled: "The emperor is waiting aside, come over quickly."

Only when Ye Yilan saw her brother's indicating eyes did she let go of the anxiety in her heart, walked to Murong Haochen, held his hand, and leaned against him. Instead, she was pulled into his arms by him, and the tips of their noses touched each other.

He put his hand on her neck, smelled the fragrant body fragrance that she exuded, and was lost in affection. He put it next to his ear and asked softly: "Do you want to wear a phoenix crown and harem for me?"

Fengguanxiapei?

Since entering the palace, I have never had such hope.

Standing up from his arms, he smiled slightly and said, "When everything settles, maybe it will."

Hearing this, he couldn't hide the happy smile on his lips, and hugged her tighter: "Okay, I will wait for that day."

Just when he was about to kiss her, he saw her shying away, and he suddenly realized that this was not the right time to have such uncontrollable emotions towards her.

He pretended to cough and calmed down for a while. He looked at the wedding procession, which gradually appeared in his sight.

Ye Xunyu watched the sedan getting closer and closer to him, and his palms began to sweat unknowingly. At this moment, he became nervous for no apparent reason.

Step by step, she walked towards the sedan chair and watched Han Xin coming out of the sedan chair. Her face could be vaguely seen through her light and transparent head. Today, she does not have the same naughty temperament as before.

Seeing Mr. Ye staring at her wife, Xi Niang couldn't help but snicker. She called out softly, "Sir, what are you doing in a daze? You must not delay the auspicious moment."

His dull eyes gradually came back to consciousness. He let out a long sigh of relief and calmly picked her up in his arms.

The sound of firecrackers resounded through the clouds and mist, spreading a wisp of smoke.

Ye Yilan couldn't help but be frightened by the sound of firecrackers, and even held Han Xin in her arms, trembling with fear.

"Don't be afraid."

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, Han Xin could actually hear his tender voice, but she was really frightened just now. This made her feel cowardly.

He raised his eyes slightly, and through the clear hijab, he could easily see his indifferent eyes, and he said softly and angrily: "Ye Xunyu, do you really think that this princess is a child?"

After hearing this, Ye Xunyu lowered his eyes and glanced at her, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and smiled lightly: "In the eyes of a humble princess, she is naturally a person who has not grown up, so how can she be called a child?"

In his eyes?

After hearing this from his mouth, I couldn't help but feel sad and happy.

"From now on, you are a prince-in-law, not a minister. Even your emperor will show you courtesy."

"We're almost at the lobby, stay calm."

Lobby?

Hearing this, Han Xin couldn't help but look at his father in the lobby.

Just when she was about to speak, she felt a faint pain in her chest. She knew it was the poison taking effect.

At this moment, she cannot have any symptoms and be seen by others. She wants to worship Ye Xunyu, so that she can be his woman. No matter what happens in the future, she has fulfilled a wish.

Ye Yilan kept watching her every move, feeling suddenly uneasy in her heart.

Seeing her strange expression, he hugged her into his arms, his eyes filled with worry: "Lan'er, are you feeling unwell?"

Shaking his head, secretly soothing his mood, he said with a light worry and a smile: "From today on, my brother is the consort, but you have to be polite."

Prince Consort?

If she hadn't mentioned this matter, maybe he would never have thought that he was now the Prince Consort of the Northern Desert.

When Han Xin was betrothed to him, he had selfish motives and did not want to be controlled by the people of Bei Mo. However, betrothal to Ye Xunyu had no effect on the people of Bei Mo.

If he had not had selfish motives, he would not have made peace with her.

He promised that he could only marry Lan'er as his wife in his lifetime. Even the emperor at this moment would not canonize anyone else.

Watching the two of them enter the high hall, he was naturally happy. After all, he has never had a woman he likes over the years. Now arranging this marriage may be good for him and the Ye family.

"If I hadn't arranged this, Xun Yu wouldn't be the son-in-law."

"It would be great if I could be as thoughtful as you."

She was not even half as good as him in everything. Apart from playing off her temper in front of him, she had never arranged anything so carefully.

When it is really done, it means to be proud of being favored.

When the people around him looked at the two of them, Murong Haochen restrained himself a little, let go of her body, held her hand tightly, and kept looking at the two people who were getting married today: "With me

Now, you don't have to worry about everything."

With him here, you don't have to worry about everything. But you don't want to let him bear so many things.

"Worship the heaven and the earth."

After Han Xin bowed, the understanding in his heart became deeper and deeper, but his hands kept trembling. The poison of this medicine became more and more severe.

She said that this was just a drug to fake death.

"Second worship to the high hall."

After bowing, Han Xin secretly raised her eyes and saw Ye Xunyu's father, his eyes full of joyful smile. From beginning to end, the Ye family had never disliked his naughty temperament.

If I were not born into a royal family and had the family ties of an ordinary family, my fate would be different.

"Husband and wife greet each other."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, except that she didn't bow to them.

Seeing this, Ye Yilan couldn't help but feel a little worried. At this time, she was actually hesitating.

Han Xin looked at him, knowing that she didn't want to do it, but she had to do it for the whole world to see.

Ye Xunyu heard the whispers around him and said softly: "At this time, you are still hesitant."
To be continued...