001 For Whom Wearing Red Makeup (1)

Red brocade, the sound of suonas, the streets empty of people, this is the grand occasion of the Prime Minister's daughter Lin Xiangwan's marriage to the Seventh Prince Mu Ziling.

At the teahouse on the roadside, a man and a woman were looking at the sedan chair moving slowly forward.

The man was dressed in white and had a graceful face. The woman was covered with gauze, and her true appearance was unknown. Only her bright eyes were exposed, as light as water. When she watched the sedan chair go away, her eyes showed concern, "Zhanfeng, this is really true."

Are you okay?" The voice sounded like the gurgling water of a clear spring.

The man raised his hand to pour the wine, drank it all with his head raised, and said with a smile: "Just be rest assured, if something happens to her, then I will marry her for you!"

The woman heard this and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense again."

"Anyway, don't worry, my little junior sister's disguise skills are unrivaled. As long as she takes it off without hurting her skin, she will never be discovered."

The woman still seemed uneasy, "Then can she escape from the palace safely? I heard that the Seventh Prince..."

However, before the woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the man: "I tell you, five years ago, this girl sneaked into the Prince's East Palace, where she is now the Holy Emperor, and stole the Jasper Qionghua Cup. She was only twelve years old at that time.

Yeah, so nothing will happen this time. Let’s go, we agreed to go to Jiangnan.”

The woman was still hesitant and watched the sedan disappear around the corner. She finally nodded slowly, got up and left with the man.

In the Seventh Prince's Mansion, the red doors are hung with colorful decorations, the gold and jade shine brightly, the lanterns shine brightly, and the palace is graceful and joyful.

The Seventh Prince Mu Ziling dismounted his horse, his thin lips slightly hooked, his eyes smiling, he kicked the sedan door and lifted the red curtain, a series of movements like flowing clouds and flowing water, natural and unrestrained.

The dowry maid Zi Zhu was stunned by his elegance. She sighed and said to Aunt Qiu beside her: "Young lady is so lucky to marry so well. You see, the Seventh Prince is handsome, charming, and suave.

I'm only twenty-two years old. Alas, it would be great if I had such good luck."

Aunt Qiu was not as excited as she was. She just whispered: "It's quite romantic. I heard that there are countless concubines in the house. I don't know if the young lady will be left out if she marries one. Alas, actually I think that Jianghu

He is really nice to the lady, but it’s a pity that the pair are suffering from fate.”

"Young lady is so good-looking, how could she be left out? As for that charlatan, he is not worthy of my young lady at all! I think he has a ruffian spirit, and I don't know what the young lady likes about him."

Aunt Qiu hurriedly made a gesture to silence herself, "Please keep your voice down, otherwise you'll start gossiping again if you overhear it!"

Zi Zhu curled her lips and said nothing.

While the two of them were talking, the bride held the hand of the Seventh Prince and slowly walked out of the sedan chair. Her figure was graceful and exquisite. Just looking at her back, you could tell she was a beauty.

After that, they worship in the hall, enter the bridal chamber, and the wedding banquet begins.

The wedding banquet between the Holy Brother and the Prime Minister's daughter was naturally very lively, with congratulations and toasts coming continuously.

However, the atmosphere in the new house is a bit strange.

Zi Zhu pulled Aunt Qiu aside uneasily and said softly: "Why do I feel that the young lady today is a little strange?"

Aunt Qiu comforted her: "Young lady is newly married, so it is inevitable that you will be a little nervous."

Zi Zhu shook her head and said: "It's not that I'm nervous, it's just a little... a little... strange."

"What's weird?"

"Yes, everything is strange..."

Aunt Qiu shook her head and sighed: "Zizhu, you seem to have never been normal since you met the Seventh Prince. It's time to calm down. The Seventh Prince is not something you can think of."

"No!" Zi Zhu said anxiously, "I really feel..."
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