The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 167 The Bamboo Horse Is Xiao Qingmei's 50
Shen Ye came on a white horse.

Behind him is a sedan chair carrying people.

There are light veils hanging on all sides of the sedan chair, and after Mu Zuihuan enters the sedan chair and sits down, the figure of the bride can be seen through the light veil.

This kind of hazy beauty made everyone look crazy.

Mu Zuihuan in the sedan chair kept his eyes on Shen Ye, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a trace of sweetness spread from his heart.

This wedding can be said to have come in a hurry, but under the haste, it is not messy and simple.

Whether it was the people welcoming the relatives or the red carpet laid out on the ground, they all showed Shen Ye's intentions.

The National Normal University wedding was only known to everyone in the capital on the same day.

But at the first time, he followed Shen Ye out of the city, stood on both sides of the road, and followed the wedding party into the city full of joy.

It is not an exaggeration to describe this wedding as unprecedented.

It is hard to find someone with such status and appearance as a national master in the world.

As for the bride's appearance, even though she was not famous all over the world, when she reappeared, everyone who had seen her knew that she had an alluring appearance.

The hazy figure alone made everyone want to find out, and I must have been even more surprised.

Also, if she didn't have the looks to rival the national teacher, which woman would dare to stand by the national teacher's side?
Not afraid of being compared.

The music came from outside the city to the city, and it was different from the wedding bands in the past.

The welcoming team walked through the main road and stopped in front of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Mu Zuihuan looked through the red gauze, feeling a little puzzled.

Isn't the national teacher always living in the palace?Why is there still a national teacher's mansion?Could it be that it was newly bestowed by the emperor?

But when did this happen?

It's only been half a month. How much has Shen Ye done?

With doubts, Shen Ye in front got off the horse, lifted the veil, and stretched out his hand to Mu Zuihuan.

"Huanhuan, we're home."

Home……

Mu Zuihuan put his hand into Shen Ye's, he held it tightly, and entered the mansion side by side.

The mansion was not as lively as outside. There were only six tables set up in the front yard, where several members of the royal family and Aunt Li's family were sitting.

Aunt Li's family alone sat at two tables.

Compared to the happy and apprehensive expressions of everyone in the Li family, the royal family members at the other tables were not so happy.

It's a good thing to attend the wedding of the national teacher, but what does it mean that there are ordinary people sitting with them?
But they didn't dare to say more.

After all, the emperor and empress are still sitting in the hall!

The emperor and empress have nothing to say, so how dare they say more?

Shen Ye nodded to the people at the table, and dragged Mu Zuihuan into the hall.

Their wedding was different from ordinary or royal weddings, but no one said it was out of etiquette.

After all, the national teachers who can't get married are all married, so why do they care about etiquette?
"National teacher, I and the queen, congratulations on your wedding."

Shen Ye smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

After a few words with the emperor and a glass of wine, Shen Ye took Mu Zuihuan back to the new house.

There are no extra people in the new house, not even a waiter.

Mu Zuihuan was afraid of trouble. Seeing this, he was very satisfied.

But Shen Ye said: "Huanhuan, I was too eager to make our wedding so simple..."

Mu Zuihuan chuckled: "I like it very much."

Shen Ye felt relieved, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to Mu Zuihuan. The two smiled at each other, held the glasses in their arms, and drank the cup of wine.

After putting down the wine glass, Shen Ye, who was ecstatic and not nervous at all before, became a little nervous.

Clenching her fists, she lifted the red veil covering Mu Zuihuan's head with trembling hands.

"Huanhuan..."

Mu Zuihuan blinked: "Kemei?"

"Beautiful, more beautiful than spring flowers and winter snow, more beautiful than thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

"Then... do you want to sleep in peace?"

Shen Ye's ears and face turned red in an instant, and his whole body trembled when he thought of the album he had made up before.

He calmed down the surging emotions, gently took off the phoenix crown, scattered her hair, lowered his head and kissed her, and said in a low voice, "Huanhuan, wait for me for a moment."

When Shen Ye turned and walked out, he was so nervous that he accidentally tripped over himself and nearly fell down.

Hearing Mu Zuihuan's low laugh, the blush on Shen Ye's face spread to his neck, and he quickly left the room.

Mu Zuihuan took a look at the new house. The decoration of the new house is very simple, but full of elegance.

Because of the red silk hanging everywhere during the wedding, this elegance is a little more lingering.

Not long after, Shen Ye came back with a basin of clear water in his hand.

He wet the veil seriously, and stepped forward to cleanse Mu Zuihuan's face.

With a focused expression, it seemed that he could no longer tolerate anyone other than Mu Zuihuan in his eyes.

"Huanhuan, the hot water is ready, let's..."

"it is good."

Both of them are people who follow their heart, and they have been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Even if there were still guests in the front yard, and they were still the emperor and empress and a group of royal children, they didn't care.

They don't even care that it's still dark, so how can they care about anything else?
The gauze curtain was lowered, and there was a rustling sound.

If anyone was outside, they would surely hear whispers coming from the back room.

"Huanhuan, don't be afraid, I will be gentler..."

"I'm not afraid of... um."

……

"Huanhuan, my Huanhuan..."

"Shen Ye..."

"Hey, call me Brother Ye, I like to hear you call me Brother Ye..."

"Ye, Brother Ye..."

Mu Zuihuan didn't know when it ended. In short, when it finally ended, it was already dark, there was no sound outside, and no one knew where he went.

Shen Ye was in high spirits and went out to carry a few buckets of water to the penthouse.

When Mu Zuihuan looked over, he happened to see the imprint of flowers on his buttocks.

She raised her lips and smiled, but her face sank again.

According to Mr. Wu's urine, it is very likely that he will say in the morning that this task is completed and it is time to go to the next plane.

She was selfish in front of the immortal once, but this time, she didn't want to be selfish again.

But she also didn't want Shen Ye to face her death at the happiest moment...

Seeing that Mu Zuihuan had her eyes closed, Shen Ye thought she was asleep.

He gently picked her up and walked to the ear room, cleaning her without any caress.

Everything before was like a dream, until now, he still has the illusion that he has not woken up from the dream.

And the body temperature coming from his arms clearly told him that this was not a dream.

He and his Huanhuan finally got married.

He thought, when they had a child, would it be a boy or a girl?Does it look like him, or more like Huanhuan?
Mu Zuihuan, who was pretending to sleep, actually fell asleep with Shen Ye's gentle movements.

When she woke up, she met Shen Ye's sparkling eyes and kissed him softly.

"I was tired of you last night, it's still early, sleep more."

Shen Ye slept happily with Mu Zui in his arms all night, even though his arm was numb, he still didn't want to let go.

For some reason, he felt uneasy, as if this was really just a dream, and when he woke up, he was alone, and there was no Mu Zuihuan around him.

Can't help but tighten Mu Zuihuan's grip: "Hey, let's sleep a little longer."

(End of this chapter)