"One worships heaven and earth, two worships high hall..."

The harsh shouts fluttered around. When Wen Yao opened his eyes, he saw only a bright red light.

"The husband and wife worship..."

The voice was close to his ears, Wen Yao was stunned, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

When the plane crash broke out, she organized all her companions to jump at the first time. Shouldn’t they land on land at this time? Why did they suddenly appear in the crowd?

The bend of the leg hurt, and someone twisted her hard: "Miss Second, now is not the time for you to be stupid. Why are you still standing stupid? Bend down!"

Chapel, get married?

Before Wen Yao could figure it out completely, the tender flesh on his arm was pinched hard again: "Hurry up, don't embarrass the prime minister."

Countless chaotic memories that did not belong to him flocked to him. Wen Yao widened his eyes and finally understood what was going on.

She did not land successfully, but became another person.

This body is a silly lady from the Northern Song Dynasty Prime Minister's Mansion. She has made a marriage contract with the third prince of the Northern Song Dynasty since she was young, and today is the time to get married.

Wen Yao frowned, and she calmed down to analyze the situation, but before she could figure out everything, she had already pulled off her headscarf with her hand.

The uncontrolled feeling of Wen Yao was very uncomfortable.

She turned her head and saw countless astonished gazes below.

The old lady who had been pinching Wen Yao was shocked and angry: "Miss Second, what are you doing?"

Wen Yao narrowed his eyes and looked around, and heard a burst of laughter from the crowd below, and the whispers poured into his ears, unbearable.

"Everyone says that the eldest lady in the Prime Minister's House is ugly and stupid. Now when she sees her, she is really famous!"

"The third prince's vision is really strange. Such a woman didn't even ask for a breakup, and she lifted the veil before she finished her worship. This time, she probably lost all that face..."

Looking down at her hands, Wen Yao thought about it. She never thought that she was the number one person in the mercenary world, and at this time she became a fool who everyone insulted.

There was a hint of coldness hidden in her eyes, but the muscles on her face twitched uncontrollably, making people look like they were giggling foolishly.

A cold shout came from front of me: "You fool, can you make me lose face today?"

Wen Yao heard the angry shout and finally raised his head to look at the groom wearing a red brocade robe in front of him.

She thought that the groom who dared to marry a fool must be a short-sighted person, but she never thought that this man was quite handsome.

His facial features were clearly angular, and his ice-like eyes reflected cold light, and his eyes were like a knife.

Her thin lips were gently pursed, and her fair face showed anger. Her hands hanging down beside her were clenched into fists. She dared to conclude that if there weren't many people at this time, he would have hit her in the face with a punch.

Wen Yao has been a mercenary for so many years and has developed a strong heart. She has her own principles and cannot panic under any circumstances.

Although she didn't have time to think more now, she roughly understood her situation.

Her soul penetrated into this body, and the original Wen Yao must have been dead. Even a fool killed him shows how vicious the murderer is. The enemy is in the darkness and she is in the brightness. It is better to hide his strength first.

After a sharp look, Wen Yao made up his mind to pretend to be stupid: "Haha, you are so beautiful, are you my husband?"

He put his fingers on the corner of his mouth, and his face was filled with a silly smile, and he was almost drooling.

It’s not that she wants to do this, but that this body still maintains some of the original owner’s habits, and she can’t control it even if she wants to.

For example, when you see a good-looking man, you will be crazy, and when you see a delicious man, you will be greedy.

Staring at the disgusting expression of the man in front of him, Wen Yao was so angry that he immediately rushed over and wiped his fingers with saliva on the third prince's brand new robe.

Don’t you dislike her? Then she will disgust him to death!

As visible to the naked eye, the third prince's face was about to be dark.

However, before he could speak, a trembling curse came from above the platform behind her: "Cheng He Taitong, catch the second lady!"

"Prince, don't be angry. This girl has always been like this, and there is nothing I can do about it."

The woman's tone was regretful, but her voice was so gentle that it made people feel very comfortable.

"You guys, please pull the second lady away first. This church has not been finished yet, so don't make the Queen angry."

Several nannies received the order and grabbed Wen Yao's shoulder with one hand. Wen Yao closed his eyes and grabbed the third prince's robe tightly without letting go.

"I won't let go, I won't let go."

The nanny next to her had no choice but to lower her voice and said to her: "I entered the bridal chamber later. How can I hug you whatever I want?"

This tone seemed to be coaxing a child, but it made the person who heard it blush.

There were so many ministers and ladies below, and all the eyes looked at Wen Yao with sarcastic eyes: "I have never seen such a shameless woman, no, she is a fool!"

The third prince frowned his handsome eyebrows, grabbed Wen Yao's wrist with one hand, and pulled it down with force.

The next moment, I heard a squeak, and the hem of the bright red robe was torn off by Wen Yao.

This is embarrassing.

A cool breeze blew, and the third prince's broken robe was blown up, and a large hole was torn off the hem, revealing the snow-white mid-sized pants inside.

Many daughters immediately covered their eyes, their faces blushed and their necks were thick.

Anger was brewing, and the third prince's face was extremely angry, but Wen Yao pretended not to see it, holding the red broken red robe like a treasure.

She vaguely heard the sound of teeth grinding at her feet.

The third prince gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from his thin lips: "Come on, take her to the room."

Wen Yao sneered in secret, but struggled while walking, and the nanny who had just pinched her with several fists made her eyes turn black.

She has always been vengeful and has shown no mercy to such a foolish slave.

The two nannies suffered a lot and wailed and forced Wen Yao to the prepared wedding room.

As soon as she came in, she found the dressing table and looked in the mirror before looking in.

I didn't know if I didn't look at it. I was shocked when I saw it. The mirror looked exactly like a ghost, with a pale face and a bloody mouth that seemed to be eating people.

Squinted his eyes and recalled me little by little. Wen Yao finally remembered who drew this face.

The original owner trusted the most was her half-sister Wen Lan.

She touched her lips and thought of a key point. Before leaving, the supper that Wen Lan kindly gave her was very problematic...

As soon as Wen Yao walked to the bed, a young maid came outside the door.

The maid looked graceful and didn't look like a low-class man. She held a cup of tea in her hand and smiled gently at Wen Yao: "The situation was special just now, and the princess could not give tea. This is what the Empress gave you to you.

, drink it quickly."

Wen Yao still had a dull expression, but when he heard the word reward, his eyes showed a little surprise.

She took the cup of tea and subconsciously placed it on the tip of her nose to smell it. Her fingers froze and paused without notice.
Chapter completed!