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"Is it Feng Jingluan?!" Someone immediately screamed in the hall decorated as a wedding hall.

"Didn't you say that Feng Jingluan was kidnapped? Why is she here? Could it be that His Highness Prince Gong found someone to pretend to be her?" A man in his thirties was wearing a bright red embroidered plum brocade dress.

The woman with exquisite makeup curled her lips and sneered from her nose.

"What does Princess Beijun know? Come on and tell me!" When the women beside Princess Beijun heard this, their eyes lit up and they quickly urged Princess Beijun to speak quickly.

"Humph, that's not it -" Princess Beijun must have really enjoyed this feeling of stars overlapping the moon. At this moment, she proudly raised her chin and was about to speak.

"Shut up, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth!" But before Princess Beijun got to the point, the majestic man sitting next to her immediately lowered his voice and scolded her softly.

This majestic man is none other than King Beijun.

Princess Li Yanran of Beijun turned pale when he scolded her and stopped talking, but there was unconcealable jealousy in her eyes when she looked at the newlywed who was walking out the door.

Can she not be jealous?

I think she, Li Yanran, was once the second concubine of the imperial capital together with the current queen. When the late emperor selected Rong Chu as his concubine, she was also one of the candidates.

But later the late emperor settled on Cong Zhihui, and she hurriedly married Prince Beijun.

Who would have thought that Cong Zhihui later entered the palace and became the queen, and the position of Princess Rong Chu became vacant again. At that time, Li Yanran regretted it to death.

So over the years, Li Yanran felt both pain and joy in her heart when she saw that Rong Chu had not been appointed as a concubine.

It hurts that Rong Chu was betrayed by Cong Zhihui. If she had been chosen in the first place, she would never have done anything to feel sorry for Rong Chu!

Happiness is Li Yanran's possessiveness as a woman. She loves Rong Chu in her heart, so she doesn't want him to be snatched away by any woman!

That's why Li Yanran hates Feng Jingluan so much today, because in her heart, it was Feng Jingluan who stole Rong Chu.

Not only Princess Beijun, but almost half of the women sitting here today feel very unbalanced.

But the most everyone could do was think to themselves, no one was stupid enough to get into trouble on Rong Chu's wedding day, and they didn't know how he would die by then.

Besides, everyone is looking forward to it, hoping that His Highness Prince Gong will make any big moves soon.

Maybe he married Feng Jingluan today just to abandon her in public and humiliate her severely!

How can this not be expected!

"The auspicious time has come, the bride and groom have come to pay their respects!"

The chief ceremonial officer shouted happily, and the buzzing hall immediately fell silent.

At that time, Mu Ning was stiff and allowed to be supported by Granny Shiquan. Fortunately, she had her head covered, so no one could see her little face, which was now completely green and ferocious.

Damn Rong Chu!

Just now, while still on the horse, he forced her to change into wedding clothes.

Moreover, Mu Ning never expected that this guy would prepare two sets of wedding clothes!

He completely discarded the one worn by Qingxue. He didn't know where to conjure up a set with the same style as the one he was wearing.

This also made Mu Ning have to wonder if this guy had expected that she would run away from the marriage!

Something was stuffed into Mu Ning's hand. She looked down and saw that it was a wedding ribbon made of bright red silk.

One end is in her hand, and the other end must be held by Rong Chu.

In the custom of Daqian, this red silk cloth symbolizes a long-distance marriage and a lifelong commitment!

Mu Ning curled her lips and threw away the red marriage thread.

She was forced to marry him, she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with a guy like Rong Chu!

"If you don't want to die tonight, just be honest!" Rong Chu's voice came, cold and insidious.

After thinking about it, Mu Ning slowly clenched her hand, and the action of raising her hand just now, in the eyes of the guests, was just considered as her head was dizzy with joy and her hands were trembling.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

No one else knew about the turmoil between the two. At this moment, the officiant shouted again, and the worship ceremony officially began.

Mu Ning felt a strong force pressing down on her and bowed down.

"Two thanks to Gaotang!"

As the prince of Daqian, Rong Chu naturally respected his eldest brother since the late emperor was no longer here. What's more, as his eldest brother was still the king of a country, he could naturally afford to be worshiped in this high hall.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The emperor, who was sitting at the top of the table, touched a few beards on his chin. His eyes were black and blue, but he still deliberately showed a look of relief on his face.

"Couple greetings!"

I don’t know if the ceremonial officer got the instruction from Rong Chu, but he recited this word very quickly, and he finished the prayer in an instant.

Even through the hijab, Mu Ning couldn't help but roll her eyes towards the sky.

In the wedding hall, there was silence.

The distinguished guests didn't seem to have reacted. Even the emperor just touched his beard twice and opened his mouth. Before he could express the lines he had thought of last night, the worship ceremony was over.

"Send it to the bridal chamber!"

The ceremonial officer shouted again, and Mu Ning felt a force on her left and right, holding her and leaving.

At this time, the atmosphere in the wedding hall can simply be described as weird.

Everyone was looking at each other. Why did His Highness Prince Gong enter the bridal chamber without humiliating the unscrupulous Miss Feng San?

What about the divorce you agreed to?!

And almost everyone couldn't help but murmur in their hearts that His Highness Prince Gong was giving Feng Jingluan too much face!

For such a woman who doesn't know how to praise, in order to save her face, he actually acted as if he was forcing her to worship!

I never expected that His Highness Prince Gong, who usually seems to be arrogant and unruly, and sometimes sinister, could actually be such a gentle, virtuous and good man!

All the women were so jealous that their eyes turned green.

However, Mu Ning naturally didn't know what these people were thinking, and even if she knew, she wouldn't care.

If Rong Chu really divorced her, it would be too late for her to be happy!

In the wedding room lit by red candles, Mu Ning was sitting on the bed at this time. As soon as she came in, she was about to pull the hijab on her head.

"Princess, you have to wait for the prince to choose the hijab!" The nanny on the side grabbed the hijab that was half torn off by Mu Ning and put it back on.

Now that the wedding has taken place, Mu Ning has been upgraded to Princess Gong.

This always made Mu Ning feel a little weird.

"I'm hungry!" Mu Ning still wanted to pull off the hijab, but the nanny winked at the maid, and two maids immediately came up, one on each side. As long as Mu Ning stretched out her claws, the maid would immediately stop her.

"Your Majesty will be here soon!" Mammy replied neither condescendingly nor arrogantly.

Mu Ning was so depressed that she wanted to scratch the wall, but on her way back, Rong Chu didn't know what she had done to her. She looked like a normal person now, but in fact, most of her strength had been removed!

Either way, if Mu Ning stretched out her hand and tried to pull off the hijab, she would be stopped by her grandma.

Fortunately, what Mammy said was true. Mu Ning didn't wait for a while before she heard the respectful voices of the maids outside the house, "Kowtow to the prince! The prince is very happy!"

Immediately, the door was pushed open, and Mu Ning vaguely saw a tall figure approaching through her hijab.

At this moment, Mu Ning's heart was beating wildly, and she didn't even hear what Xi Po was saying.

Immediately, Mu Ning's eyes lit up, and the hijab covering her head had been lifted up by a steelyard.

Mu Ning subconsciously raised her eyes. At that time, the sun was slanting through the window, and the golden glow reflected on the man's face, dyeing it with deep light and shadow.

His eyes are narrow and long, with a light golden color at the end of the upturned eyes, the peak of his nose is cut like a ruler, and his lips are like red vermillion. Such a face is incredibly beautiful.

At this time, Rong Chu was also looking at Mu Ning. There was a light rouge on her ordinary little face, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with two pools of spring water, as clear and beautiful as the elves and fairies among the mountains, rivers and forests.

Mu Ning was panicked when he saw her, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes. Inadvertently, from the corner of her eye, she glanced at Rong Chu's jade-like white and slender hand holding the scale beam.

Rong Chu raised his eyebrows, and the scale in his hand took off the hijab.

For no reason, Mu Ning's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"Your Majesty!" The maid handed over two glasses of wine, and Mu Ning knew that she was going to drink the Henu wine.

Xipo was saying auspicious words again. Mu Ning was being held by Rong Chu, holding arms with him. He drank the wine first, and seeing that she didn't move, he grabbed her chin, raised his hand, and the wine immediately poured into Mu.

Congealed in the mouth.

…

The tedious wedding ceremony was finally over. Rong Chu drank the Hexin wine and went out. When Mu Ning was finally the only one left in the wedding room, she was lying on the table, lamenting her miserable life.

Everyone in the world envied her for marrying well, but who knew that her nominal husband was mentally abnormal?

When she thought about sleeping with Rong Chu tonight, Mu Ning suddenly felt bad.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" The window was pushed open a crack, and a fat, round man wearing a red slanted jacket rolled in sneakily, jumped on the table, and pulled Mu Ning's hair at the temples.

Mu Ning didn't even raise her eyelids, completely ignoring the rich man.

Lord Tuhao felt very uneasy. He knew that Mu Ning must have understood that he was a craftsman sent to her by his master.

Ah Ning must be very disappointed with it. Ah Ning really ignored it.
To be continued...