At the end of Lin Road, there are the same frames of carriages and the same solemn wedding brigade team.

Above the BMW with red flowers on his head, a handsome man sat upright on his horse, wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a smile on his face, a hint of redness, slightly implicit, he was the groom, Duke Cao Li Jinglong.

Alongside him, the Crown Prince Zhu Biao, wearing a dark purple robe, was slightly fat, and lazily holding the horse's reins. He was about thirty years old. His fleshy face made him look quite easy-going, but the calm expression on his face was mixed with a little impatience, and he was a noble and arrogant.

Seeing that the bride-seeking convoy had arrived, the two gestured to each other, turned over and dismounted, and stood still.

Lan Fengqiao straightened his body and looked behind the two of them, but he did not see the figure of the treacherous minister Xie Zaixing. He slowly withdrew his gaze, hesitated, and still reached out to signal to stop the car, then dismounted.

Li Jinglong nodded with his fists, smiled and said, "Let me, Li Jinglong, this is His Royal Highness, and I will come to welcome you with you this time."

Upon hearing this, his eyes passed by the two of them. Lan Fengqiao also nodded and replied with a smile: "I have seen His Highness the Crown Prince and Duke Cao, who is in the lower Lan Fengqiao."

"Lan Fengqiao? Hehe!" Zhu Biao raised a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and this smile was a little sarcastic.

This smile made Lan Feng Qiao feel confused, and he felt confused in his heart. However, he could not guess the reason, so he had to let Xiao Zhifeng go back and ask Xiao Xiaofeng.

The convoy had already stopped, and the brown carriage from afar also stopped.

"What's the matter?" A female voice that was quite close to the kindness came from the brown carriage.

"I'll go over to pick up my aunt first." Xiao Lingfeng greeted Xiao Feng casually, and without waiting for her to respond, he pulled his horse back. The horse ran a few steps and then reached the side of the frame.

Xiao Lingfeng jumped off the horse, adjusted his long skirt, folded his hands in front of him, walked lightly to the carriage window, nodded slightly, and whispered: "Auntie, the wedding procession ahead has arrived. Xiaofeng wants to cover his head and hand it over to the groom, and walk forward."

Tong Xia, known as her aunt, wore a dark red robe, long hair tied up, and a few strands of silver threads mixed in it. A kind and doting smile was on her slightly wrinkled face. She sat two girls at the age of fifteen or sixteen, with unfamiliar faces. They were the granddaughters of the Tong family, Tong Wei and Tong Wan.

Xiao Lingfeng didn't dare to look at the faces of these two sisters. Whenever she looked at her pretty face, she would always unconsciously think of the self who was tortured by fate and misfortune in life, and the self who was no longer able to laugh, who was actually only sixteen years old.

"Okay, let's go and have a look," Tong Xia nodded with a smile, put on Tong Wei and Tong Wan's hands, and said, "Haha, you sisters will go and have a look, after all, you will get married in the future, and there is nothing wrong with learning."

"Yes, grandma." The two of them agreed, and a little red cloud floated on their faces.

Xiao Lingfeng stood under the car, reached out his hand respectfully, and took Tong Xia out of the car.

Just as he was about to leave, the servant hurriedly ran up, crossed his hands and stopped a few people. Xiao Lingfeng subconsciously pulled Tong Xia back and protected the three of them with his body.

The servant suddenly clasped his fists and nodded, lowered his voice and said, "Old lady, the old man has given the order. Just send the person there, don't stay for too long."

"Lingfeng is fine." Tong Xia patted Xiao Lingfeng's arm and took two steps forward. The kind smile on her face stopped. She said coldly: "Is it your decision or me now? My granddaughter is out of the house. It's better for me, my aunt, to cover her head personally. Don't stop me. When you go back, I will explain it to you."

The servant who had never seen the old lady's cold-faced face had never dared to say much and gave in.

Xiao Lingfeng took two steps forward and helped Tong Xia's arm. Tong Xia slowly closed his eyes, let out a long breath, then slowly opened his eyes and took a step.

Xiao Xiaofeng on the carriage was not calm, and panic came to his heart in an instant.

He even heard the sound of horse hooves, took a breath, his heart was restless, he kept beating wildly, and his brows were slightly frowning. He was about to marry, marry a man who had never even seen him before, and inexplicably became a married woman.

No, you must first look at the man's face. Xiao Xiaofeng poked his head out of the carriage and stared at the man in a big red robe. He was very good in appearance and temperament. He bit his lower lip, but he couldn't hide a smile on the corner of his mouth and nodded slightly shyly.

The moment when the eyes met, Li Jinglong felt a moment of throbbing in his heart. In his memory, among the ladies he had seen, there were many of them in a normal manner. However, the girl in front of him looked so pity and love, and that look was enough to fall in love with just one glance.

When Xiao Xiaofeng looked up again, his heart trembled, and he looked closer and closer to him, which was exactly the same as himself, and was staring at him upright.

He was both angry and funny. Xiao Xiaofeng reached out and pinched his brother's face, and smiled dotingly and said, "So Zhifeng, what are you doing? Are you scaring your sister?"

Xiao Zhifeng stretched his face and leaned back hard. He finally escaped from his sister's claws. He grinned foolishly again, pointed to the front, and said childishly, "The groom is here, Brother Lan asked me to ask my sister to get off the carriage. Sister, you get out quickly."

"Okay, let's come here." Xiao Xiaofeng smiled with a pursed lips, showing his shyness, and couldn't help but stick his body out of the carriage again, tilted his head and looked at Li Jinglong secretly.

Li Jinglong also looked at the carriage and met the beautiful and lively eyes again. The corners of his eyes trembled, and his hands couldn't help but clenched their wide robe. Their hands became more and more tight, and their eyes became more and more erratic.

Yes, she is just an ordinary girl, who should have lived a peaceful life, happily marrying herself or someone else, and having children in groups.

With a sniffle, the whistle arrow struck by his side and stabbed straight towards the side of the carriage.

Lan Fengqiao couldn't help but widen his eyes, turned his horse's head in horror as the arrow flew away, and shouted loudly: "Be careful of the cold arrow!"
Chapter completed!