Amidst the loud sound of gongs and drums, a long welcoming team came from a distance under the gaze of all onlookers.
At the front of the team, a handsome young man with an unparalleled posture, wearing a big red flower on his chest, and as gentle as jade, is sitting on a white horse.
Some passers-by who didn't know what was going on asked the salesman next to them: "Which wealthy family is getting married?"
Salesman: "You don't know this? Yesterday it was spread all over the world. It was General Nangong who asked the Holy One to marry her and the third prince."
"Well, on top of the white horse is the Third Prince."
Passerby: "I also said that this young master is so handsome, but I have never heard of him before. He turns out to be the most beautiful third prince in our Jing Kingdom."
"She really looks great."
The salesman shook his head and teased: "Is it easy to marry off a girl from the Nangong family?"
"Just wait and see, the men of the Nangong family may make things difficult for the third prince."
The passers-by became interested and followed the wedding procession with the salesman all the way to Nangong's mansion, waiting quietly to watch the excitement.
But they watched helplessly as everyone in the Nangong family welcomed the third prince's team in politely, and soon the bride came out with the third prince in her arms.
Is there any excitement to see?
They looked at each other. Could it be that the Nangong family had to give in if they got involved with the royal family?
Jin Se didn't know what passers-by were thinking. At this moment, she was wearing a hijab and her walking relied solely on her senses and Xie Xiuqi's command.
But who knew that the man in her arms would not cooperate.
"Nangong Jin, put me down quickly!"
Jinse weighed the weight on her hands and said confidently: "Don't worry, I won't be tired, I can carry you."
Xie Xiuqi gritted his teeth and looked around at the crowd watching the excitement.
"It's not a question of whether you're tired or not." The first time he saw a wedding, the groom was carried out by the bride.
Jinse didn't care: "Do you still want to walk out of Nangong's house in a wheelchair like before?"
A trace of violence flashed in Xie Xiuqi's eyes, and his consciousness began to fall into chaos.
At this moment, a cold and sharp female voice sounded in his ears.
"Don't make trouble. You will be mine from now on. I will definitely protect you. Now it's just a hug. Do you still care about those worldly prejudices?"
Xie Xiuqi closed his eyes and regained his clarity.
Forget it, he already knew Jinse's temperament, so what if he ignored the ethics?
He is not a person who abides by ethics.
It wasn't until... he was thrown into an object that was shaking in all directions by Jin Se, and when he opened his eyes and saw the surrounding furnishings, he was helpless.
He, the groom who was getting married today, was thrown into the sedan chair by the bride!
Jinse clapped her hands, hiding her body and name, humming a song and riding on the white horse.
"I'm riding a white horse, going through three levels..."
The sedan was stuffy and rocking, and she couldn't immediately feel comfortable. She was not stupid.
Then, a strange scene occurred.
The long welcoming procession came with the sound of festive trumpets, but there was no groom at the front, only a bride wearing a hijab.
What's even stranger is that instead of pointing, everyone gave a thumbs up.
"General Nangong is mighty!"
Jinse was not timid and followed the sound on the horse and bowed her hands.
The wedding team arrived at the Prince's Mansion. Jinse got off his horse as usual and prepared to take Xie Xiuqi out.
But as soon as I turned it down, I heard a small reminder in my ear.
"The Lord is waiting behind the palace gate."
Lost a lot of fun again.
Jinse curled her lips and completed a series of rituals including crossing the brazier under the instructions.
But while praying to heaven, Jinse heard an unusual sound.
"Don't stop me, she dares to do it, why can't I say it?"
Nangong Yu? You came just in time.
Jin Se raised her red lips and listened to Nangong Yu's accusation.
"Sister, I noticed that the dowry boxes outside are all boxes used to hold my dowry. Did you use my dowry?"
"Why did you use my dowry when you got married? Are you so vicious now that you won't even let go of your sister's dowry?"
"How can you be worthy of the ancestors of the Nangong family with your behavior like this?"
The voice was mournful and extremely aggrieved.
Even though she was covered with a hijab and couldn't see Nangong Yu's face, Jin Se could still imagine her expression at this moment.
Just like in previous lives, the marriage granted by the Holy Spirit left them little time to prepare.
Nangong Jin was raised as a man since he was a child and never prepared any dowry or other things.
Due to time constraints, Nangong proposed to use Nangong Yu's dowry to top up the amount first, and then make up for her with a more generous dowry later.
Even so, Nangong Yu was depressed for the next month, causing everyone in the Nangong family to coax her for a long time, and Nangong Jin felt extremely guilty.
She also used this excuse to get a lot of benefits for herself, and then gave all the things she got from Nangong's house to Xie Xiuming.
This time Nangong Yu had a falling out with the Nangong family and actually raised this issue in front of all the guests when she was worshiping.
I don’t know if the other party is too single-handedly stupid, or if he has the idea deep down in his heart to make Jinse look embarrassed in public.
No matter what the opponent's idea is, it is destined to be a bamboo basket.
Just when I thought of this, I heard the voice of my cousin, Nangong Yi, who came to see the bride off:
"Yu'er, you grew up almost in the hands of the whole family. How did you become like this now?"
His tone was full of disappointment.
"No matter whether these dowries were yours or not, they were all taken from the Nangong family. As long as they have not been taken out of the house, they should be distributed by uncles and aunts."
"What's yours and mine?"
Nangong Yu curled her lips, tears welling up in her eyes: "Brother Yi, when mother said she would leave these to me, you were there to see it."
"Now, as soon as my sister gets married, my mother will completely ignore my feelings. Don't you want me to know what to do when I get married?"
Nangong Yi watched Nangong Yu accuse everyone with his own eyes yesterday, and finally left with Xie Xiuming.
If he could still lie to himself at that time, it was Xie Xiuming who deceived Nangong Yu, but what about now?
"Yu'er, why do you say such things? You must know that these things are not yours in the first place..."
Nangong Yu: "You didn't even discuss it with me, so you just transferred the dowry."
"Now I still say that these things were not mine in the first place. It is too biased!"
Xie Xiuming looked at Xie Xiuqi and Jinse in front of him and reminded Nangong Yu:
"The innocent will purify themselves. I will return your innocence in a free way. Don't be angry. I will feel bad if you are so angry that it hurts your body."
Nangong Yu suddenly realized it, and while talking, he rushed out regardless:
"Yes, I can describe these one by one. I clearly remember that there is a set of jade clothes with golden threads, pure cat's eye agate, Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings, and high-quality heavenly silk cloth..."
"Ask them to open the dowry box, and you can check them one by one."
In the courtyard where the dowry was placed, many servants of the Nangong family who were carrying the dowry looked at each other in confusion.
Only one person stood out from the crowd after receiving Xie Xiuming's gaze.
"All the dowry is here. Let me show you the little ones."
"Wait!"
Jinse lifted her hijab, revealing a face that would captivate an entire nation, with raised sword eyebrows. She came in front of everyone, eliciting exclamations of exclamation.
Nangong Yu is confident.
Look, she's anxious.
Today, she will expose Jinse's true face in front of everyone and expose the unfair life she has lived in the Nangong family for more than ten years.