Quick Transmigration: My 'System' Husband

Chapter 260 Cowardly First Sister VS Disfigured Prince (20)

Su Jiujiu wanted to listen to more gossip, but couldn't hear the voice anymore.

mask?

Mo Ziyan has been wearing a mask.

She knew that Mo Ziyan must have been disfigured. Could it really be the fire six years ago?What happened that year?The original owner's mother also died, and her intuition told her that this matter was very difficult!
"Drip-line mission, find out the truth of the fire six years ago, mission reminder, Shizifu."

Shizifu?
How could she find such a large area?
"Mu Ningchen, can't this task prompt be made smaller, for example, what kind of jade pendant, or what child is left behind?"

"No."

"Can't you really give me a little more hint?"

"It's really gone."

"alright."

Shizifu, Shizifu, Shizifu!
Then she will start the investigation from the Prince's Mansion.

After worshiping heaven and earth, they entered the bridal chamber, and all the maids and wives left, leaving Su Jiujiu alone on the bed.

Su Jiujiu lifted the lid of her head and saw no one around, she was very happy, went to the table, and devoured the meal.

Meow!

She hasn't touched a drop of water all morning, she is almost starved to death, how can she still have the strength to sit, and these things on her head, she is now top-heavy, I am afraid that she will tilt her head and be pulled by the gold jewelry on her head Had to fall to the ground.

This pastry is really delicious!
Not bad, not bad, she is in a good mood now, and feels that her strength has returned!
Even there is too little to eat.

After eating almost, Su Jiujiu re-arranged the pastry and put it in a circle outside. It looked like it was the same as the beginning, but the inside was actually empty.

After the lunch and the dinner, when Su Jiujiu was so dazed that she was about to fall asleep, she finally waited for someone outside to come in, quickly put on her hijab, and made a good pose.

Su Jiujiu sat on the big red bed, staring down at the big boots that appeared in sight.

"Ask the groom to pick the bride's hijab with a scale, and he will be happy from now on—"

The red hijab was slowly raised, and Su Jiujiu's face was gradually exposed from under the hijab. Everyone in the room held their breath, waiting for the bride to reveal her true face.

Finally, the hijab was placed on top of the head.

The thick black hair is all brushed to the top of the hair, and the black clouds are piled up like blood into a bun, covered with golden headdresses, the long steps on both sides are swaying gently, making a jingle sound, and the forehead is pressed against the delicate hair. Under the candlelight, she is full of charm. She has a delicate face like an oval, with lightly dyed black eyebrows, slightly dotted red lips, and lightly sweeping away the rouge on her cheeks. The rosy white face has a hint of feminine shyness.The slowly raised head revealed those pure black eyes, shining like stars in the sky in the room.

She is wearing a red wedding dress, the intricate patterns make her look very bright and charming, the overlapping slender hands are white and smooth, like onion tips, the skirt is embroidered with two blooming lotus flowers, and the pearls and emeralds are used as the background, making her look even more radiant Dazzling.

It is always said that the day when a woman gets married is the most beautiful moment, and that is exactly what she said.

Su Jiujiu looked up and saw such a picture.

Wearing a pair of dark snake-print boots and a bright red robe, Mo Ziyan is tall and slender, with a gold silk beaded belt of the same color around his waist, and an ancient black jade with complex patterns hanging on it, and a crown with long hair , Just seeing these, I feel that he is a good young man with a gentle temperament.

But the ghost mask on Mo Ziyan's face makes people feel shuddering, from above it seems to feel a little bit of air-conditioning, seeping into the bottom of his heart, the eyes exposed in the mask are without any emotion, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as cold as the moonlight outside .

Not knowing whether it was because of timidity or shyness, Su Jiujiu lowered her eyes.

After Mo Ziyan and Su Jiujiu finished eating raw dumplings and drinking a glass of wine, they went out to greet the guests in the main hall, the maids and Xi Niang also went out, and Su Jiujiu was the only one left in the room.

(End of this chapter)