His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

When Han Fei’s firecrackers began to sound, the door was already full of people, and everyone was looking forward to it. From the doorway to the rooftop, the Qin’s army strictly protected them. These soldiers Almost twelve minutes of energy to perform this task, abruptly separated the dense crowd of a wide road.

According to the custom of cold feathers, the wedding ceremony of the queens will be held on the roof, where the people will pay their respects and gaze, the blessings of the world, and the ceremony of worshipping heaven and earth.

The rooftop was also set up early, and the whole looks very atmospheric, even the Qin family soldiers tied a red ribbon around the neckline of their armor with a special arrogance, and sincerely blessed their **** of war. He Han girl and He Meimei, after all, these two people are their beliefs!

Among them, the happiest one is probably Han Shangqing. He almost laughed from ear to ear. He has been busy entertaining all the guests who come to Han Mansion, even looking at his sickly and thin body. A lot stronger, like a wind on the soles of his feet, the figure rushed between the guests, taking care of everything in an orderly manner, personally, afraid that something went wrong and affected his overall situation.

When Han Fei’s boudoir door was pushed open, Han Shangqing immediately sent someone to greet him, but when he looked at the one with a red hijab and was supported by two old mamas, he felt a little strange. Strangely, looking up and down at Han Fei, she couldn't say anything strange for a while.

Several mothers looked at Han Shangqing's expressions, as if they were approaching an enemy, they felt relieved after seeing Han Shangqing for a long time and saw nothing.

The old mothers only need to think of what they just did to save the thrilling.

But fortunately, it can barely end now.

A relatively calm old mother said: "What's wrong? Is the ceremony not ready yet?"

Han Shangqing immediately retracted his gaze and said: "Everything is ready, just wait for Mayfair."

Han Fei, who was wearing a red hijab, curled her lips when she heard this name. She didn't make a sound and was helped out by the mother.

The monkey was in the hall, and the second wife who was about to watch Han Fei's jokes was looking forward to it, but when she saw Han Fei, who was wearing a dowry, calmly being supported by the mother, she was shocked and could not speak. , The whole person stood there stupidly.

Han Shangqing saw that she was there, and she didn't move, so he didn't get angry, and said, "What are you standing there for! Don't ask people to prepare everything soon!"

The second wife was so clever that she was so afraid of being scolded, she had to turn around and order her servants, but in her heart, she couldn't figure out why Han Fei could appear in such a complete way. That wedding dress had already been It was completely destroyed, how could it still be worn on her?

The second lady suddenly remembered the look of Han Fei she had just seen. She turned around and looked at Han Fei's wedding gown seriously. The more she looked at it, the more shocked she became. The style seemed to be different from before.

But... it was slightly different from the one she had seen, but before the second lady could take a closer look at the difference, Han Fei's voice came from the red hijab.

"How? Haven't you seen enough?"

The second wife shivered with fright, and hurriedly left before Han Shangqing became angry.

Han Fei raised a smile under the red hijab, walked forward gently, and walked out of the door of the Han Mansion with the support of the old mother.

When the common people saw the newlyweds in the wedding gown, they all showed a surprised and regretful look. At this moment, Han Fei was covered with a red hijab and could not see the face underneath. Rumor has it that the fat woman in the Han House was big in the past. The young lady has now become an alluring beauty, and many of them are aimed at this.

Without seeing the beauty, naturally many people are not reconciled.

There is also a brazier at the door of Han Mansion, and Han Fei needs to jump over this brazier to burn the involvement in her natal family, but this is just a ritual. How many can do it?

But I don't know whether it was intentional or intentional. The brazier was placed very far away, at least in terms of a normal woman's leap.

Han Fei saw the position of the brazier from under the red hijab, and the smile at the corner of her mouth deepened. The second wife liked to play with these little tricks.

The old mother also saw that the brazier was in the wrong position, but it was all set up in advance, and it would be unlucky if it moved at this time.

Han Fei broke away from the old mother's support and said, "I can jump.:"

"But, my mother, this..."

Han Fei did not speak, just took a breath and moved her hands and feet. The second wife watched and waited to see her embarrassed, but the next moment, everyone saw a red shadow flashing past, mid-air. He jumped up and then landed steadily, without the slightest tremor in his figure, and even the red hijab on his head did not move for half a point. The audience was in an uproar.

The common people were all dumbfounded, the posture as light as a swallow and the clean movements were perfect!

Han Fei stretched out her hand, and the dazed grandmother immediately stepped forward and held her hand.

"Let's go."

Han Fei's calmness and calmness once again conquered everyone.

And the second lady could only watch Han Fei get on the eight-person sedan chair that must be gorgeous and finely crafted.

The second wife could only watch Han Fei's figure slowly away, unwillingly, until her back was cold and goose bumps rose. When she looked back, she met Han Shangqing's icy eyes, and her heart sighed. a bit.

These little movements of the second lady were naturally noticed by Han Shangqing, who dared to make hands and feet on the brazier, except for her.

Of course, Han Fei didn't care about the bleakness of the second lady. At this moment, she was working in the sedan chair, feeling the shaking sensation, and sighed.

This marriage was really in a hurry.

Is she going to marry Qin Che like this?

Think about it, it's incredible.

Han Fei lifted the red hijab to breathe, and she was worried that this wedding dress after her own transformation would be unstable. She pulled and tightened, and she was relieved.

In the sway of the sedan chair, the curtains on both sides opened a tiny gap from time to time. Han Fei saw the people along the street full of people, all looking at her with joy, while the soldiers on both sides were nervous. On the ground, there were spread salute paper and flower petals. The whole welcoming procession was full of soup. A long line was slowly moving forward, growing from the street to the end.

Especially the box of boxes of bride price, it is not an exaggeration to call it Shili Hongzhuang, enough for the people of the city to stop and watch. At this moment, the heart of the young girl was turbulent.