Chapter 19 Lady, I've Been Waiting For A Long Time
Ning Qingyan felt like she had heard such a voice somewhere, but she could never remember it.
She also wondered whether the original Ning Qingyan had met Prince Ding without knowing it.
But after careful recall, she was sure that neither Ning Qingyan nor herself had the chance to meet Prince Ding in the past.
So, this voice...
Illusion?
Ning Qingyan was not too entangled.
Her head was covered by red silk, so naturally she could not see the gloom and embarrassment on Zhao Xingyao's face at this moment.
Why did Zhao Xingyao suddenly jump out and say such things? Ning Qingyan didn't bother to pay attention.
Now, she just wants to kick this bastard away who wasted her time!
His Majesty asked her to get on the carriage by herself, and she had no objection. Why did she need Zhao Xingyao to come out and dance?
"But, the emperor's body..." Zhao Xingyao did not give up, facing the eyes from all directions, he still wanted to fight for it again.
He has already thought about it. Although Ning Qingyan doesn't want to see him now, her love for him for so many years is not fake.
Zhao Xingyao concluded that Ning Qingyan still liked him in her heart, and marrying Prince Ding was also a mistake.
Therefore, as long as he shows his kindness to Ning Qingyan and impresses her, she will definitely return to her original love for him.
At that time, won’t the qualifications to enter Xuanmen be within your reach?
Once his qualifications pass, he can become a disciple of Xuanmen and embark on the path to immortality, not to mention marrying Xiao Ruyi, a woman with a scorpion-hearted heart. It is simply killing two birds with one stone!
"There is no need for the emperor to worry." There was movement in the carriage again.
This time, it seemed that the people in the car were getting out.
The onlookers were surprised and delighted.
What's surprising is that when Prince Zhou makes such a fuss, isn't he afraid that Miss Ning will become a joke in the city?
After all, he is Miss Ning’s ex-fiancé!
You simply don’t care about Miss Ning’s good reputation!
Fortunately, is it possible that they are lucky enough to meet the legendary King Ding today?!
You know, because King Ding was weak and had been kept in a deep house, the people in Zhongdu only knew about King Ding, but no one had ever seen him.
The curious people saw the door of the carriage being slowly opened, and a man dressed in festive red slowly came into view.
"Ahem." He lowered his eyebrows and coughed twice.
Let the world feel his weakness.
However, as soon as his slender body stood up straight, his whole person's momentum suddenly rose, like a cypress.
This is a born royal person, a nobleman different from them.
His long dark hair was tied up and fixed with a purple-blond crown, exposing his handsome and picturesque facial features to the world.
hiss--!
What a fine Mr. Xingyue!
What a gorgeous outfit!!
His spotless temperament made people feel terrified, as if just being close to him was a sinful and blasphemous act.
The sick look between his brows was hard to hide, but it did not detract from the elegance and nobility of his body.
Even if he is wrapped in a red wedding dress, he is as spotless as white jade, spotless and flawless!
For a moment, there were rising and falling gasping sounds all around, and countless people were amazed by the true appearance of King Ding Zhao Yun.
As for Zhao Xingyao...
A nephew is indeed a nephew. In front of his imperial uncle, the most noble young master among all, has become a broken scum!
Even Xiao Ruyi was obsessed with Prince Ding's beauty and was jealous of Ning Qingyan's good luck! 'How could she marry such a good-looking man?'
As if King Ding was not aware of these sights, he was helped out of the carriage.
Although his steps were slow, he walked towards his bride very steadily. Even when he passed by Zhao Xingyao, he didn't even look away from him.
Ning Qingyan's sight was blocked and she didn't know what happened.
It can only be guessed that her husband-in-law, Prince Ding, should have got off the carriage under the stimulation of Zhao Xingyao.
After that, there was sudden silence all around.
"...?" What's going on? Ning Qingyan frowned. She felt that the red silk covering her was really in the way.
Just when she was hesitating whether to pull off the red silk, she suddenly felt a breath approaching.
Smells so good!
Ning Qingyan couldn't help but take a deep breath and smell the approaching breath more clearly.
How to describe it?
Ning Qingyan couldn't put it into words. It just smelled like wood but not wood, like flowers but not flowers.
"I've kept you waiting for a long time."
Just when Ning Qingyan was still thinking about what kind of fragrance this was, the Qingyue voice appeared in front of her.
She came back to her senses with some surprise, secretly shocked that she had been distracted by that aura just now.
‘It’s him!’ Ning Qingyan suddenly discovered that the pleasant smell came from the man in front of her.
She still couldn't see the man clearly, she could only feel him turning around in front of her and bending his legs slightly.
"His Royal Highness Prince Ding!"
Xi Niang hesitated uneasily.
It seemed that he was afraid that letting King Ding carry the bride into the carriage would make him sick, and that he would be severely punished by the emperor, or even lose his life.
"It doesn't matter."
Through the red in front of her eyes, Ning Qingyan could only hear the clear and gentle voice comforting Xi Niang.
"This..." Xi Niang looked at the concubine beside her with a struggling expression.
The concubine's eyes rested on Prince Ding for a while, and she nodded almost imperceptibly.
Only then did Xi Niang's tense mood relax. She helped Ning Qingyan get closer to Prince Ning and put her hands on Prince Ning's shoulders.
'So thin!'
It feels thin and thin when you first get it.
Ning Qingyan even felt that she could feel the outline of the man's bones in her palms.
‘Sure enough, you will die soon!’ Ning Qingyan’s eyes flashed, and she slowly leaned forward and lay on his back.
Suddenly, someone grabbed her legs and lifted her up, and she was carried on her back.
The red silk on Ning Qingyan's head swayed, and she suddenly felt that the back of the man carrying her became straighter.
He was very thin, and every step he took seemed to require a lot of effort.
Even breathing became heavier.
In the eyes of others, it looked even more shaky, which shocked everyone.
Only Ning Qingyan was not worried that she would be thrown down, because she could feel that every step of the man's steps was extremely steady.
It was as if he was afraid of bumping her or throwing her.
This kind of caution made Ning Qingyan feel a little soft-hearted.
She lifted her Qi without leaving any trace, making her already light body become lighter.
"It's so touching! King Ding is so kind!"
"I'm so envious! How great would it be if I could also find a husband like Prince Ding?"
"Miss Ning is so lucky to be married to a man who cherishes her so much as Prince Ding."
"That's right! Except that Prince Ding is a little weaker, how can he be inferior to the Crown Prince of Zhou?"
"Hmph! What kind of Crown Prince of Zhou! Think about it, the people he treats as trivial things are treated as treasures in the heart of King Ding... He is not worthy of being compared with King Ding at all."
"It seems that Miss Ning has married the right person this time!"
"..."
The people's comments made Zhao Xingyao's face alternate between blue and white, like a clown.
But what dazzled him the most was the scene in front of him.
The two people in wedding clothes looked so harmonious, as if they were a match made in heaven.
…Then who is he?
An indescribable jealousy flashed through Zhao Xingyao's heart.