Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag - Chapter 2392

The sixth day of May.

Good luck, it’s time to get married, the weather is bright, and everything is suitable.

As soon as the dawn rose in the east, firecrackers began to be set off in the palace.

All the way from the gate of the imperial city to the mansion in the mountains.

This is the time calculated by Qin Tianjian. After every two sticks of incense, a firecracker will be set off.

Respectfully tell the heaven and earth, as well as the passing gods.

Today, the monarch marries a daughter, and the evil will be avoided!

Gu Nuo’er was wearing a blue wedding gown “Love the Canghai”, sitting in front of a mirror carved with patterns and patterns and inlaid with jade.

Both inside and outside of the Qiushui Palace were packed to the brim with concubines.

There are as many as twenty-four maids and Xi Pos serving Gu Nuoer alone!

At this time, a court lady came over with a bowl of dumplings.

Concubine Qiao took one with her chopsticks and handed it to Gu Nuoer’s lips.

Gu Nuo’er thought it was to pad her stomach.

She took a bite and suddenly froze.

Xi Po hurriedly asked, “Is it alive?”

“Quansheng!” Gu Nuoer pushed the bowl away: “I can’t eat it, it’s not cooked!”

Everyone laughed, and the pretty girl was still confused.

Wanyin said with a smile: “Master Hou is really blessed, many children are blessed!”

Only then did Gu Nuoer understand.

What they asked was whether to have children or not!

She blushed.

Granny Xi was still shaking her handkerchief and laughed loudly: “Holding the two for three years, good things come in pairs!”

Seeing that the auspicious time is coming.

Gu Nuoer looked out of the window.

“Has the wedding party come yet?”

Concubine Qiao laughed lightly: “According to the custom, when Marquis Yong Ye comes in to get married, he has to ‘pass five passes and kill six generals’.”

In other words, when the man gets married, the woman’s family will try to make things difficult for the man.

To test whether the man has patience and overcome difficulties, just to marry his beloved back home.

Needless to say, Gu Nuoer’s brothers are in charge.

Ye Siming was wearing a light blue wedding gown, and the golden embroidery threads glistened in the sunlight.

Today’s war horse, Xiao Hei, was also wearing a red tassel knot.

One man and one horse, mighty and extraordinary.

Ye Siming rode a horse into the gate of the imperial city as if a **** descended from the sky.

However, after walking a short distance, he saw the First Prince holding a long spear and wearing silver armor standing in front of him.

The eldest prince was majestic.

It’s like “one man should guard the gate and ten thousand men should not open”.

The eldest prince looked behind Ye Siming.

“Why are you alone?”

“They walked too slowly, and I left them behind.” Ye Siming laughed.

He stopped the horse and looked Gu Zixiao up and down.

Then he raised his eyebrows and asked: “Uncle, today is my wedding day, you can’t still ask me to do it, can you?”

The eldest prince nodded: “We don’t use force, we use words.”

“Wen?” Ye Siming stared slightly.

I saw the eldest prince thrust his spear into the ground, and reached out to take out a piece of paper from his sleeve.

“I have some exam questions here, and I will let you pass after Yong Yehou has answered them. Please answer, my sister Nuoer, what is the food you hate the most?”

Ye Siming: …

The eldest prince raised his eyes: “Can’t answer?”

“Fish.” Ye Siming said immediately.

The eldest prince nodded: “Ask again, when is my sister’s birthday?”

“The eighth day of December.” Ye Siming didn’t even think about it.

Next, the eldest prince asked a total of ten questions, and Ye Siming answered all of them correctly.

The eldest prince had no choice but to pick up the spear and sideways to get out of the way.

“You can pass.”

Xiao Hei immediately rushed out impatiently.

Ye Siming’s eyes were dark, and he saw the figure of the Third Prince standing in front of him.

He suddenly patted Xiao Hei on the head: “You take the palace road, I will take the eaves.”

After finishing speaking, Ye Siming swiped lightly, and his figure flew up to the roof, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The third prince was startled, he didn’t expect Ye Siming to change his route!

He immediately shouted to the surroundings: “Yong Yehou ran away from the roof!”