"What do you say thank you to Master?" Yang elders sighed long. "This dowry is ready. I am afraid that you will be wronged when you go there. Decent, the other party will not look down on you."

Feng Chu's heart was shocked, and I did not expect Yang to think so.

She looked up and her eyes were warm.

She wants to tell him that she will not be wronged, because God is her father.

However, there are still other concerns at the moment. Feng Chu sings his lips and finally goes forward and looks at Yang Elder. "Master, when did you think so carefully, and made people feel so moved..."

Elder Yang smiled twice. "Let's go, the time is coming."

Feng Chuge looked at Yang’s elders again, then lifted his feet and went to the distance...

Horn, hehe.

In the entire Yuntian Academy, there was a loud sound.

Feng Chuge just walked outside the yard and saw a sedan chair not far away.

Eight lifted the sedan, red Luobu.

At the corners of the sedan chair, all of them are covered with silver bells.

Looking at the sedan chair, Feng Chuge swayed his lips.

It seems that the place where the rituals are made is not far from here. I didn’t expect the Emperor’s dust to send people to the top sedan chair, which really surprised her.

"Madam, go on the sedan." There was a maid standing by the side of the sedan chair. After seeing the phoenix song, he made a sound.

Biluo put on the hijab for Fengchu song and sent her to the sedan chair...

At the forefront of the team, the emperor's dusty red cheongsam is more beautiful and straightforward. The black hair is as bright as silk, and the pearl jewels and noble royal temperament make him look more dazzling and beautiful.

This way, he lost the feeling of indifference in the past, but a little more demon | 孽.

The wind blew his black hair, the beautiful face, and taught people to suffocate.

This way, no one on the side of the maid looked at him carefully.

Because, looking at one eye, sinking into the world...

The snoring of the tremor came back, and the sedan chair was slowly lifted. As we marched forward, some people used the spiritual force to throw up countless petals.

Around, a sea of ​​flowers...

The wind blew the bell above the sedan chair, and the sound was good when it was.

The sun is very good, through the layers of branches, scattered on the already anxious figures.

Yuntian College, from the top to the dean, down to the students, all stand outside, looking forward to seeing everyone, want to witness this wedding.

It didn't take long for the people who saw it to see the redness not far away, and immediately yelled out -

"I'm coming!!"

Following this voice, everyone looked at the direction not far away.

I only saw the secrets not far away, a group of people floating in the sky, like the waves.

The silver bell rang very rhythmically. At the forefront of the team, the man crossed the white horse, wearing a red forged gown, and the golden beam of all his hair, the purple scorpion looked aggressive.

With his arrival, the people on the scene did not sigh.

When the sedan arrived at the destination, the emperor was the first to dismount.

Just as Xi Po had to go to the Feng Chu song, the Emperor's dust was to raise the robes, and the figure fluttered toward the top of the sedan chair.

Open the curtain, and let the Fengchu song completely embrace the arms.

This unstoppable princess hugs and screams.

"Women, let's go to a family..." The sound of the evil spirit is in her ear, and the face of Feng Chu is not red.

She lowered her head and said, "It’s good."

Even if the sound was drowned in the silver bells and horns, the emperor would still pick up his lips and laugh.