Yes, she decided to marry him.
Fifteen years ago, she didn't choose to go with him.
Fifteen years later, she chose to marry him.
There was no next fifteen years in life. If she couldn't be with him this time, there would be no chance in the future.
She wanted to be with him.
Fu Xiyao opened the door of the room and walked out.
At this time, Princess Luo Ling came from the front. She stared at Fu Xiyao with resentment and said, "Fu Xiyao, you are very proud now, aren't you? In order to marry you, Ling Limu has sent a lot of betrothal gifts to the whole royal family. He married you with the highest gift. It is said that he has been in love with you for many years. Now you marry him and he spoils you so much! "
Princess Luo Ling was so jealous that she wanted to vomit blood. She didn't see Ling Limu's feelings for Fu Xiyao until now.
Fu Xiyao was the cinnabar mole in Ling Limu's heart. He couldn't forget her. He missed her so much.
There was no room for other women in his eyes. Over the years, he kept climbing up to a high position for Fu Xiyao and could touch her.
How could he be so affectionate?
Why was this person Fu Xiyao?
Fu Xiyao didn't want to talk to Princess Luo Ling. She turned and left.
Princess Luo Ling clenched her fists and said, "Fu Xiyao, when you didn't know that Lord Li was Ling Li Mu, you said you wouldn't marry him. You were so determined. Now you know that Lord Li is Ling Li Mu, and you immediately marry him. After all, you still want to be with Ling Li Mu!"
Fu Xiyao didn't want to argue with Princess Luo Ling. She looked at the clear sky outside. In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the wedding.
…
Fu Xiyao woke up very early. The maid of honor helped her make up, comb her hair, and then put on the phoenix coronet.
Fifteen years ago, when Fu Xiyao married Rosen, Rosen had died, so she didn't wear the phoenix coronet at all.
This was the first time she wore it.
Ling Limu came to pick up the bride. In the sound of firecrackers, she covered her head with a red veil and got on the float.
The float went out of the royal family and came to Ling Limu's mansion.
Fu Xiyao was helped into the bridal chamber and sat on the bed to wait.
All the red tape was finally over. Fu Xiyao let out a long sigh of relief.
"Mrs. Ling, President Ling is entertaining guests outside. I guess he will come back later. Are you hungry? Why don't you have a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup first?" The matron of honor said with a smile.
Mrs. Ling …
Fu Xiyao had been "Princess Xiyao" for the past 15 years. Now that she suddenly became "Mrs. Ling", she was still not used to it.
She shook her head and said softly, "I'm not hungry."
Fu Xiyao really wasn't hungry, but after waiting for two hours, she started to feel hungry.
As the bridegroom, Ling Limu was socializing outside. Today, all the guests were from aristocratic families. He couldn't get away and would come back very late.
Fu Xiyao didn't want to drink the white fungus and lotus seed soup either. She reached out and felt a big red date on the bed.
Fu Xiyao put the red date in her mouth and took a bite. It was crispy and sweet, so delicious.
At this time, there was a noise outside the door. "President Ling, why are you running to the bridal chamber? Come and drink. We haven't finished our wine yet."
"I think President Ling can't wait to see the bride. We can't do that. If we don't finish our wine today, we won't let President Ling see the bride."
A group of people were making noise outside.
At this time, a low and magnetic voice sounded, "That's all for today's wine. If you haven't drunk enough, please go to Longteng Villa and play all night."
It was the voice of Ling Limu.
Longteng Villa was a money-squandering den for the upper class. The minimum consumption of a night there was about two million yuan. Ling Limu booked the whole place. He was quite rich.
The friends who were making noise stopped. "President Ling is really extravagant in order to see the bride. Haha, well, a gentleman is happy to help his wife. Let's let President Ling go first."
"I wish President Ling and Mrs. Ling a happy marriage and a son soon."
Those friends all left.
At this time, with a squeak, the door of the bridal chamber was pushed open.
Fu Xiyao just took a bite of the red date. Now the door was opened. She quickly hid the red date in her small hand. Because of the veil on her head, she couldn't see the person.
"Groom, you come back so early. The bride has been waiting for you." The bride said with a smile.
Ling Limu whispered, "Thank you. You can leave now."
The private secretary stuffed a big red envelope into the hand of the matron of honor. The matron of honor happily received it and then left.
The door of the room was closed. Finally, it was quiet.
Fu Xiyao sat by the bed. At this time, she heard the steady footsteps from far to near. Ling Limu stopped in front of her.
Then the red veil on her head was slowly lifted.
Seeing the light again, Fu Xiyao raised her beautiful eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
In the past ten days, she didn't see him, because the bride and the groom couldn't meet each other. Only his betrothal gifts would be sent in continuously.
Now Fu Xiyao's eyes fell on him. Today, Ling Li Mu wore a custom-made dragon and phoenix wedding robe. The bangs on his forehead were all pushed up, revealing his handsome forehead, dashing eyebrows, and handsome and delicate facial features. Tonight, Ling Li Mu was still the handsome and unparalleled young man, but he was more profound, introverted and noble.
Fu Xiyao's long eyelashes fluttered. She was a little embarrassed, "Why are you staring at me?"
Ling Limu kept staring at her without blinking.
Hearing her soft voice, Ling Limu slowly came to himself. He raised his thin lips, full of tenderness, "Are you hungry?"
Ah?
Fu Xiyao saw that his eyes fell on the red date in her hand. She couldn't help blushing and quickly threw the red date on the bed.
"Not delicious?"
Ling Limu asked. Then he picked up her red date and put it to his lips to take a bite.
Ah, that was just eaten by her!
How could he eat the red date she had bitten?
Ling Limu tasted it, "Isn't it sweet?"
Fu Xiyao looked at him with her bright eyes and got up. "Can I change out of my clothes now?"
She walked a few steps away and came to the front. Ling Li Mu looked at her exquisite figure. She wore a phoenix crown and a robe, and her hair was tied up. The red candles in the bridal chamber were swaying, which made her extremely beautiful. The moment she lifted the red veil, she had captured his heart and soul.
Fu Xiyao didn't wait for his answer, so she looked back at him, "Hey, why don't you speak?"
Can't I change out of these clothes?
Ling Limu looked at her beautiful face and then took two steps forward. He slowly raised his big hand and stroked her pretty little face …
The moment his palm covered with a thin callus touched her face, Fu Xiyao's little face turned red.
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