Gu Xijiu looked at herself in the mirror.
The girl in the mirror was extremely beautiful, without the slightest hint of fireworks.
The four maids next to her said congratulations and complimented her on her beauty.
Gu Xijiu's little mouth curled up slightly, and she was also very happy.
She took all the congratulatory photos from the four maids and listened to them praising her beauty.
She also stood up and spun around, her skirt flying like a flame flower blooming in the wind.
The skirt she was wearing was too complicated and the train was too long.
As she turned, she stepped on the edge of the skirt, stumbled, and jumped forward, landing on a maid.
The maid was unprepared, and she threw her on her head, making her a pad of flesh, and the two of them rolled into a ball.
The other three maids were scared and laughing, and hurriedly helped her up.
However, Gu Xijiu's complicated jewelry on her head got mixed up with the maid's hair, and she couldn't get up for a while.
After finally taking it apart, Gu Xijiu's headdress was in a mess and had to be taken care of again.
While he was busy, there was soft music playing outside.
Following the music, Mo Zhao also entered the door.
There is a huge hall in this underground palace, which is comparable in size to the Golden Palace of the Imperial Palace.
At this moment, the hall is covered in red and colorful decorations, and it is decorated with splendor and joy.
After all, Mo Zhao has been a human prince for so many years, and has a human spirit in his bones, so the layout of his wedding hall basically follows the standards of a human emperor marrying a queen.
The difference is that when a human emperor gets married, people line the streets, civil and military officials come to congratulate him, and the house is packed with greeters.
On both sides of Mo Zhao's wedding were more than 300 subordinates, and there was only one foreigner, Emperor Fuyi.
Di Fuyi was arranged in the wedding hall early.
A special chair was placed on the right side of the wedding hall.
Di Fuyi wore six spirit-erasing locks, and the spirit-erasing locks were connected to the special chair.
Yes, as for the chair, it is integrated with the ground.
There were many people busy in the hall, and almost everyone glanced at him when they passed by, and some even walked up and laughed at him.
The doctor surnamed Li who was refining medicine for Mo Zhao was very popular with the Lord recently, and he seemed to have some issues with Di Fuyi, so he also stepped forward and mocked Di Fuyi.
It seemed that he was not satisfied and raised his hand.
He shook the spirit-dispelling lock on Di Fuyi, which successfully made him break out in pain and made everyone laugh.
Di Fuyi looked at him with a pale face, and he also looked down at Di Fuyi: "Di Fuyi, why are you not convinced today?
Why don't you stand up and hit me?"
Of course Di Fuyi couldn't stand up and hit him, so he could only close his eyes and ignore it.
The vast majority of the people present are talents from all walks of life in this continent.
They have gathered under Long Fan because they were hunted down by the righteous people for one reason or another.
These people are basically extremely evil people.
Don't say anything outside.
Di Fuyi, even when he saw Di Fuyi's men, they were so scared that they could run faster than a rabbit.
Usually they would look up at Di Fuyi, as if they were looking at the gods in the clouds, without even having a chance to get close.
Now this god was torn away from the dust.
He was tied here and could not move.
This difference made these people extremely excited, and some of them stood there and insulted and laughed at him.
"Di Fuyi, it turns out that there were times when you were tied here like a dog."
"Haha, he really looks like a drowned dog.
Look at his pale face."
"He is quite handsome.
He is more beautiful than the older girl and the younger daughter-in-law
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