The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

After lying down for a while, Yujiao ran back and said, "Girls and girls, slaves asked, Wang Ye went into the palace, and participated in welcoming those who were sent by Chi Yan, and came back at night."

"Oh." She answered lazily, got up from the bed, opened the closet, and carefully glanced at the clothes inside, by the way, "Is there any clothes I have never worn?"

"Yes, girl, have you forgotten your skirt in the cupboard?" Yu Jiao lowered a light blue embroidered long skirt from a cupboard, which was a stand-up collar, and she held it with her clothes. In front of An Xiaomen, "This."

An Xiaolim reached out and took the skirt apart. From top to bottom, she touched the fabric with her fingers. It was very silky, and at first glance it was the finest fabric.

"Girl, you are sometimes weird. This skirt is still you told the slaves that you put it on the bottom of the box, but you asked me if I had any clothes that I didn't wear."

"My memory is sometimes bad and I always forget things." Although the reason is far-fetched, I can only say so.

"Girl, are you going to wear this skirt?"

"Well, wear it tomorrow."

"Ah ..." Yu Jiao frowned. "But didn't you say that you had to put it on after you got married? You said it was the only clothing you own."

An Xiaomen took a look and looked again. The clothes looked brand new, but if you looked closely, they were different from the new clothes.

"It is the only piece of clothing left by the mother, and it should not always be left unused. What is the use of collection, it only makes sense to wear it."

Besides, she didn't get married at all in her previous life. I'm afraid it won't be time to wear it again.

"The girl said ..."

Throughout the day, the people An An had met from the beginning came hurriedly to the evening, and she only thought it was lively.

However, according to her temperament, it was okay for her to watch him marry another woman. After all, he had no choice but to let her watch the two of them and kill her.

She is waiting for him to return.

But she waited and waited, but she had no choice but to let Yu Jiao to inquire about the news.

Yu Jiao returned and said only, "I heard that Wang Ye stayed in the palace for dinner, and it would take him a while to return to the palace."

"Forget it, I'll wait for him."

That being said, there is only a candlelight and no interest in entertainment. Sitting alone on the bed and sitting alone is very weak. She just lies down, and she is a little confused about going to bed.

But reason is telling herself that he can't sleep. Tomorrow he is getting married, and she has to see for himself how he got married.

But I still couldn't resist the desire / desire to sleep and went to sleep.

An Xiaomeng thought she must have woken up from a dream of a previous life, but who knows, when she woke up, she found that she was still here.

I stayed here for a few days after being beaten, and it is not surprising that this time I woke up.

It was dark outside, and An Xiaomen shouted softly, "Yu Jiao?"

"Ah." Yu Jiao, lying on the outside, heard the shout and immediately came down. "But the girl is thirsty?"

"No, what time is it now?"

"Last hour."

From five to seven in the morning, looking at the weather outside, at five or six, An Xiaomen asked again, "Did you inquire carefully when Lord Wang came back last night?"

"It still needs to inquire, girl, you did n’t take a long time to sleep last night, and the prince came back and watched you fall asleep, he told the slaves not to disturb you, let you sleep well, and asked if you were sulking . "

"How did you answer?"

"Slave told the grandfather what you said to the slave under the tree outside. The grandfather watched you here and left after watching it."

"Good job. Give me a face wash. I'm up."

"Ah, does the girl stop sleeping for a while?"

"What day is it and how can you fall asleep, go now."

"Ok."

An Xiaomen put on the light blue skirt.

After washing her face and combing her hair, Yujiao asked, "What hairstyle do you want to comb today?"

"Just pretty."

Yujiao no longer asked, standing quietly behind her to dress her up.

...

After daybreak, it didn't take two hours.

The firecrackers began to be non-stop outside, and the guests came to the wedding banquet, and the crowd was bustling.

People in this palace thought that An Xiaomen would hide in the room for a whole day, and who knew that not only did she come out, she was also very dazzling.

Although everyone wanted to know whether she would make trouble, but she still respectfully called her a girl Jin.

When she brought Yujiao, he was already in a big red suit waiting at the door.

An Xiaomen approached him step by step and noticed that she was coming, her face was faint and her heart was a little nervous, but when so many people were in front of her, she couldn't come forward to say anything.

What he thinks, she can guess at a glance.

No matter whether he is Xihouling at this time or Jin Qingyan in later generations.

"Congratulations, Lord." She smiled softly.

He looked at her, a little confused about what she said, but, thinking of Yu Jiao's words last night, he smiled at her, the tenderness in his eyes was too obvious.

It's just a smile, no other language is needed, and that's all it takes.

Tian's side a little bit obscure when he saw this.

There was a murmur of rumblings from outside, and the head moved, the housekeeper came in and reported, "Master, here you are."

"Ok."

The whistling sound stopped just outside the main entrance, and the bearer in a one-color satin gown carried the sedan through the gate and put it down in front of him.

When the car curtain was lifted, a little hand with dark skin color stretched out. He held the little hand by his hand, and the bride in a red suit hid out of the car.

He carried her across the brazier and into the place of worship.

Because he is a flat wife and a princess Chiyan favors, the courtesy is very thorough.

An Xiaomen had just attended Jiyu ’s wedding, and now he is attending his wedding. For her, although her mood is somewhat different, there is no other emotion in general.

So that when she stood looking around, a lot of people shot at her frequently.

But she was standing like that, her mouth was slightly raised, her body was very straight, and she was very attractive in her outfit, which made people wonder what she was thinking.

"The emperor is here!"

The people kneeled together, a bright yellow figure came in across the door, and the voice was clear and mouthful, "No need to be polite, everyone please get up quickly. Today is the day of the third brother's great joy. He prepared a big gift outside the door for the third brother and Three siblings. "

He thanked with a smile.

Coming in from the emperor, An Xiaomen's gaze focused on this person.

There is a little difference from the pictures he painted before, but the difference is not big.