In the bridal room, which was filled with fragrant incense, everything was decorated in a fiery red color. Under the warm lighting, there was a warm and romantic atmosphere everywhere.
The room was very quiet. The bride sat on the edge of the bed with her hands clasped together.
The sail could clearly hear the princess' slightly suppressed breathing. Her heart seemed to be beating a little fast, but she was nervous and had to pretend to be calm.
On the mahogany table in the middle of the room, there were three stacks of fruit plates. There were some fruits that Ye Fan didn't recognize, but the colors were all very festive and blessed.
One of the platters that resembled an apple was obviously missing a fruit …
Fan Xian looked at the bed and saw a passive pillow. He couldn't help but smile. He thought something was wrong, but it turned out that he was hungry …
After all, the Eldest Princess could not cultivate and was just an ordinary woman. She probably did not eat anything today.
However, it was interesting that he had to sneakily hide the fruit under his pillow.
He had heard that she had just turned eighteen, which was the same age as him, a little marquis. It was normal for her to act a little childish.
The sail pretended not to notice anything and slowly walked in front of the bride. Just now, when he was outside the door, he was clearly not nervous, but who knew that at this time, he would be nervous again …
Fan Xian took a deep breath and said, "Qingxue … I …" Lift it up... "
The bride didn't say anything. She just clenched her small white hands even tighter and nodded slightly.
The sail no longer dawdled and slowly lifted the red veil with both hands …
The air froze, Ye Fan forgot to breathe …
Under the lamp, the beauty's skin was creamy, her face was like fine jade, and she was as beautiful as an immortal.
Her eyelashes trembled lightly, and a pair of clear and beautiful eyes that were like clear pools carried a bit of curiosity, shyness, and uneasiness. They were like a snow lotus that gently swayed in the cold wind.
"Qingxue …" Ye Fan couldn't help but mutter, his eyes burning …
He had never experienced Su Qingxue's teenage years, but even if he had never seen the 18-year-old Su Qingxue, he was very sure that this was Su Qingxue!
She didn't know why, but the way the man in front of her looked at her was so passionate and affectionate …
This feeling of being loved for a lifetime made her feel a little baffled, but also inexplicably moved …
Could it be … that he really liked her?
But they had only met once. Could it be that love at first sight really existed in this world?
Seeing that her Prince Consort didn't say anything and just stared at her blankly, Su Qingxue's face flushed red. She thought that it was because she was too stunned by her beauty that her soul left her body.
There were quite a few people who were shocked by her beauty in the past. Siu Qingxue could only open her cherry lips and take the initiative to ask, "Prince Consort Ye … Do you like to call me by my name?
Hearing the exact same voice, but with a completely different tone and tone, he finally realized that this was not the Su Qingxue he knew.
But … why were their voices the same? Was there really such a coincidence?
A young duke like him, a princess like Su Qingxue? Was it the will of the heavens? Ye Fan fell into deep thought...
"Prince Consort …" Why aren't you saying anything? "Siu Qingxue blinked her eyes and asked.
Ye Fan smiled, nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll call you Qingxue, don't you like it?"
Siu Qingxue smiled and shook her head, "That's not true. Although it's against the rules, calling him that in private would be more intimate. Then... How about I call Prince Consort my husband? "
"Sure, you can call me whatever you want …" As Ye Fan replied, he carefully looked at every detail of the woman's face. This was simply carved out of the same mold as Siu Qingxue.
He was a little unwilling, thinking: Could it be that he came to this world and lost his memories?
Ye Fan clenched his teeth, planning to use some "strong medicine" to see if he could find out something.
Thus, Ye Fan sat beside Su Qingxue, and without saying a word, he opened his arms and hugged the bride!
This startled Su Qingxue and she almost cried out. Her pair of big watery eyes revealed a hint of shyness and loss.
"Husband …" You … "leaf
However, Fan Xian moved closer to the woman's ear and asked in a deep voice, "Qingxue, do you really not remember me? What about the group? Where's Aunt Jiang? Where's Grandpa? "Where's your favorite doughnut …"
Siu Qingxue was at a loss, she didn't know how to put her hands down, "What is my husband talking about? I don't understand, how could I not remember my husband … What is a bunch of things? And what is a doughnut? "
Ye Fan's heart ached, and he hugged her even tighter, "You really don't know, how could this be …"
"Cough …" "Cough …" Siu Qingxue's eyes revealed a trace of discomfort, and her breathing quickened: "Prince Consort … Husband … I can't breathe anymore …" leaf
Only then did Fan Xian suddenly wake up. He was facing a weak woman who had never cultivated before, so he quickly let go of his hands and stood up.
"I'm sorry, Princess, I … After I fell into the water, my mind would sometimes be in a mess. I didn't hurt you, right?" Ye Fan said guiltily.
Siu Qingxue stroked her chest and smoothed her breath. She shook her head in shock and forced a smile, "It's fine, no wonder Prince Consort. It's all my fault for causing you …" leaf
Fan Xian frowned, "Why do you say that?"
Siu Qingxue's eyes were red as she smiled miserably, "Everyone knows that Qingxue has been weak and sickly since she was young. Now, she doesn't have much time left.
Father's bestowal of marriage had actually harmed Prince Consort's happiness. Prince Consort was depressed and wanted to commit suicide, which was understandable. However, I feel guilty for causing Prince Consort to lose his memories. "leaf
Fan Xian hurriedly waved his hand, "This isn't something you can choose, it's fine, it's fine …"
Siu Qingxue suddenly stood up and bowed, her bright eyes revealing a serious expression, "Young Master Ye Fan, you are magnanimous and do not blame Qingxue, I am extremely grateful."
Although Qingxue's lifespan is limited and she is unable to accompany the monarch until his hair turns white, since she has married into the Residence of Northern Marquis, as long as the young master does not abandon her, I will do my best to fulfill my duty as a wife to repay the monarch's kindness … "leaf
Fan Xian was dumbfounded, why was he going to repay his kindness? What kindness did he owe her? Could it be that marrying her was a favor to her?
"Why are you so serious? You've become Prince Consort, and now you're a young master …"
"It's not that serious, so don't think too much about it. The most important thing is for you to be happy." Ye Fan didn't even know how to respond, so he awkwardly smiled.
This was definitely not his wife, Su Qingxue, because that woman would never say such words even if she was beaten to death!
Siu Qingxue, on the other hand, was moved once again. She looked at Ye Fan with her watery eyes, "Ever since I can remember, my husband is the first person who cares if I'm happy or not …"
"Huh?" Ye Fan couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. As expected of entering the palace, it was as deep as the sea. The palace was so cold?
Sighing, Ye Fan very naturally reached out his hand and gently caressed the woman's delicate and smooth face, "Silly girl, are you so easily moved? "Then you're too easy to coax."
Siu Qingxue felt the warm palm caressing her delicate face. She lowered her head shyly and was a little unconvinced, "Husband, why do you call me 'little girl'? You and I are the same age. Looking at the birth date, I am still a little older." leaf
Fan Xian gave a stiff smile, remembering that he was now eighteen years old, he retracted his hand, "So it's like that …" Then I won't call you little girl. "
Just as she finished speaking, she heard Su Qingxue whisper softly, "Husband, if you like it, just call me that. It's fine if you don't retract your hand …" leaf
Fan Xian stood blankly on the spot, looking at the princess bride who was more beautiful than a flower, and sucked in a breath …
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