At the same time, outside the palace.

The Xueyi Hou Mansion is particularly lively today, with lights everywhere, and the maids and servants are busy greeting two tables of guests. Yes, the two tables, although there are hundreds of tables, there are only two tables of people coming, and the rest are empty. The two tables are some friends that Fu Xueyi made in the theater on weekdays, and there are no one else in the theater.

But it is indeed much more lively than usual.

Who would have thought that when the emperor's brother married his wife, no official came to congratulate him? Fu Xueyi raised her glass and clinked with the troupe's headmaster, and smiled with a self-deprecating smile: "Brothers, eat and drink well!"

"Little Marquis, do those officials come to congratulate you if they don't see His Majesty?"

"You are his brother. No matter what, your Majesty should come here in person, right?"

"That's right, this is not as big as the occasion of an ordinary family getting married!"

Everyone kept shaking their heads. It was so deserted. Didn’t they send invitations?

Fu Xueyi smiled arrogantly: "It's just a wife, it's the same whether it comes or not!" After that, he raised his head and drank the wine. His phoenix eyes faintly swept to the empty table. Yes, it's deserted, who told him to shed blood from the imperial family? Who dares to come with such an embarrassing identity? Even if he intends to be a commoner, Brother Wang will not allow it.

He wanted him to survive under his nose, and to be an ignorant Xiaoyao Lord. He had a lot of talent and dared not show it. He almost forgot that he was still a man. If possible, he really wanted to enter the court and help Brother Wang handle political affairs together and be a real brother, but it would never be possible in this life, and it would never be possible.

Xiang Ning sat in her husband's arms with a sad face, pouted, "Why is my family just a side house?" If the Prime Minister hadn't come and said, she would never agree.

Fu Xueyi hugged his beautiful wife and snorted coldly: "It's only one or two months. At that time, I will definitely let you be my wife!" His fate was just being tricked by people. If they asked him to marry him, he would have to marry him. They said that if Su Ling'er was the main house, he would have to let her be the main house, and they would have to care whether he wanted or not.

"She is already in the new house. Marquis, do you know that you are not allowed to stay there tonight?" Xiang Ning reminded softly, clearly that she had promised her that she would only marry her in her life. The damn Su Ling'er, fortunately, the Zuo Prime Minister said that Su Ling'er would definitely die, and then she would be sentenced to death. Thinking of this, she felt relieved.

I am afraid that the Marquis will be caught by the vixen. I probably won’t be able to do it for so many years. No matter how many years has it been? The Marquis never looked at it, let alone the death of the man, and the Marquis will not spend any effort on her.

Fu Xueyi tightened the wine glass and smiled without saying a word.

In the festive new house, Su Ling'er was so nervous that she was trembling all over, her hands were intertwined with handkerchiefs. She got married, and she and Xueyi had worshipped the world. Until now, she felt that everything was in a dream. She thought that after the boy lifted the red veil, what would she say, whether she called husband or marquis? Call husband, listen to it more kindly.

I heard that there are very few guests coming today, almost none. Xueyi was very unhappy when she heard it. It doesn’t matter. She would listen to her mother and find ways to make him happy. Sister, Ling'er’s dream has come true. Have you seen it? Ling'er really married Xueyi. You must be happy for Ling'er, right?

Tomorrow, Ling'er will take Xueyi to pay tribute to you.
Chapter completed!