In the main hall of Prince Han's Mansion, the person sitting in the position of officiating the wedding was none other than the current emperor Qi Hongqing.
He has a clear face and handsome eyes, and a gentle smile. If it weren't for the bright yellow dragon robe that added a bit of majesty to him, he would have been a gentle and elegant nobleman.
As early as when she went to say goodbye to Mu Qihua and his wife, they told her that the emperor would come to marry them today, so Hu Ling'er was not surprised by Qi Hongqing's appearance.
But because Xipa blocked her sight, she couldn't take a look at the emperor whose name she had heard for so long.
As Hu Ling'er walked, she lowered her eyes and looked at Xia Yihan's staggering steps, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up coldly.
This Xia Yihan is really good at pretending, but if he knew that he was that Tang Ling, he would have known his details a long time ago, and I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
Just as she was thinking about it, Po Xi had already helped her to a stop, and then a gentle voice sounded in her ears: "Prince Han, Princess Han, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and a happy marriage forever."
"Ahem, thank you, Your Majesty!" Xia Yihan responded weakly, but Hu Ling'er was just blessed.
Because according to the rules, the bride is not allowed to speak before her hijab is removed.
After the greetings, it was the formal worship ceremony.
"First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to the Holy One, and husband and wife bow to each other!"
However, just when the two of them faced each other and prepared to pay their last respects, Xia Yihan coughed violently, then swayed and fell down.
"Your Majesty!"
"Prince Han! Call the doctor quickly!"
"Quickly, carry the prince into the room."
Everyone suddenly became confused, some screamed, some helped others, and some carried others...
Hu Ling'er stood quietly, still holding the red silk in her hand, but there was no one at the other end of the red silk.
She, the bride, was just forgotten.
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Xia Yihan fainted at the right time. Is this gift considered successful or not?
When I was thinking about it, a voice rang in my ears: "Princess Han, I can't help you."
That was Qi Hongqing's voice, carrying deep guilt and apology.
Hu Ling'er turned her head slightly, but heard him continue: "It's my responsibility that King Han's body will become like this, but you don't have to worry. Sang Rong, the daughter of the left prime minister, has excellent medical skills and she has been treating King Han.
, I believe it will be fine soon."
Sang Rong? Xia Yihan’s junior sister?
Hu Ling'er frowned slightly. No wonder she had been accompanying Xia Yihan. Was she actually treating his injuries?
But she didn't think their relationship was just that simple.
"Come here, send the princess into the room first." Qi Hongqing paused and then said, "Then go and invite Miss Sang."
For some reason, Hu Ling'er felt that Qi Hongqing had a hint of unwillingness and indignation when he said the last sentence.
Did she hear wrongly?
There was no time to think deeply about him, Hu Ling'er was already being supported and walked in. Regardless of whether the ceremony was completed or not, the emperor's words of congratulations to the princess proved everything.
Inside the cheerfully decorated new house, it was quiet at the moment.
Hu Ling'er sat on the edge of the bed. She didn't know how long she had been sitting here. Apart from the crackling of candlelight, there was no other sound in her ears.
It had been a whole afternoon, and she seemed to have been forgotten. No one even brought her food.
And she didn't know why she hadn't gone berserk yet, she just sat there quietly without even taking off her scarf.
Perhaps subconsciously, she also hoped that Xia Yihan would take off the veil personally.
After all... he is very likely to be the father of the child in her belly.
Xiaomiao and Min Mo, who had come as bridegrooms, stood outside the door. The impatient Xiaomiao was scurrying around: "This is too much. What kind of wedding is this? The ceremony was only half over, and the bride was left here without hearing anything.
If you don’t ask, it’s just… it’s just too much bullying.”
Min Mo just stood silently with his head lowered, but his eyes fell on the closed door from time to time, and the worry in his eyes became more and more serious.
Xiao Miao on the other side continued to chatter: "Miss, it's true that she doesn't let us in. She doesn't let us go in to find some food. Is she abusing herself? The prince has fainted, and he doesn't know what else he can do.
He can't wake up. If he doesn't wake up, our lady will..."
"Stop talking." Min Mo finally interrupted Xiao Miao's chatter, and his slightly stern voice made Xiao Miao quickly silence.
Xiaomiao was still a little scared of this man who was always silent.
She glanced at him secretly, only to see him looking at the door solemnly, and then said: "The lady naturally has her reasons for doing this."
At this time, in another room, Xia Yihan was lying on the bed with one hand on her head, and Sang Rong, wearing an aqua blue gauze skirt, was sitting at the table, drinking tea with a confident expression.
The house is filled with a strong aroma of tea and a peaceful atmosphere.
Suddenly, Xia Yihan said: "Rong'er, did Mu Wanru have any reaction?"
"Nothing happened." Sang Rong took a sip of tea and said slowly: "She has been in the house all the time. Her guards and maids were guarding the door, but she never went in."
"Really?" Xia Yihan smiled faintly, but didn't speak again.
Sang Rong put down the tea cup and turned to look at Xia Yihan, only to see a sarcastic smile on his lips, as if he was deep in thought.
After hesitating for a moment, Sang Rong said again: "The emperor will definitely ask me about your condition later, what should I say?"
Xia Yihan slowly straightened up, lightly brushed her long hair hanging in front of her, and said with a raised lip: "Just say that the remaining poison in King Han's body has returned, and he is weak. He may not be able to have sex in a short time."
When he heard the word "bridal chamber", Sang Rong's face turned slightly red, then he nodded and said, "I understand." Then he said, "Then what are you going to do about this princess?"
When the word "princess" was mentioned, Sang Rong felt a trace of unconcealable bitterness in his heart.
Xia Yihan winked at Sang Rong and said with a smile: "Let her have fun."
"Ah?" Sang Rong looked puzzled, but saw that Xia Yihan had already gotten out of bed, straightened his sleeves and said: "It's a bit stuffy in the house, Rong'er, come with me to the garden to breathe some fresh air."
The new word that just blurted out made Xia Yihan a little melancholy. He learned that word from Hu Linger. It sounded funny at the time, so he memorized it.
I originally thought that it was just a play, and I would just go to the church. But at the critical moment, he pretended to be sick and ran away.
Because he doesn't want to be sorry for the woman in his heart.
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