Zhaorong looked into Jiang Huaiyang's cold eyes and suddenly understood that her royal brother was not here to bless her and Xingqiu.
Her heart sank, as if she were falling into an abyss, a sense of weightlessness clinging to her, making her dizzy.
She heard the new emperor speak again, "Jiang Tingxue, I can allow you to get married, but you have to think carefully about the consequences."
She was stunned for a moment before she realized that it was her given name. It had been a long time since she moved out of the palace, and even her mother kept calling her by her title, as if this was her given name. As time went by, even she was about to forget it.
This title seemed to be deeply engraved in her bones and blood, giving her honor and meaning that she had to shoulder the responsibility of being a princess of a country.
It's just that the queen mother has protected her so well that she has only enjoyed the benefits of being a wealthy person, without any pity or empathy for the people.
She actually knew that the emperor's brother called her name to ask her to choose between the position of eldest princess and Cheng Xingqiu.
To have fun without taking responsibility, there is no such thing in the world.
But without her status as the eldest princess, can she still control Xingqiu? Will Cheng Zhu be nice to her? A voice deep in her heart has already given her the answer.
She had no choice but to pretend not to understand, turned to the maid on the side and scolded, "What are you doing here? Why haven't you set up a table and chairs for Your Majesty?"
The maid who was touched trembled and responded quickly.
Zhaorong smiled again, "Brother, you must be tired after the journey, why don't you go to the main hall and have dinner first." Her heart pounded, thinking that if he didn't agree, she would
How to respond.
Fortunately, Jiang Huaiyang didn't hold on to her all the time. He nodded slightly and followed the maid to the main hall.
As soon as the new emperor left, the atmosphere in the wedding hall became much more relaxed. Several acquaintances from the Cheng family gathered together and whispered to each other.
Master Cheng felt that there seemed to be cold sweat on his forehead. He raised his hand and wiped it, and told the praiser to continue. After the praiser sang three times, Cheng Xingqiu showed no reaction.
He lowered his eyes in a daze. Although his eyes seemed to be on the ground, they were obviously not looking there.
He was the number one scholar during the reign of the late emperor, and he was also named by the late emperor. After that, there were changes in dynasties and no promotions. Therefore, it was only a few months after the new emperor came to the throne that he never saw the new emperor's holy face.
He didn't know the new emperor, but he couldn't help but recognize the face of the man in black clothes.
At that time in Shenghe Temple, he saw this man standing with Ling Ling. He remembered that he thought that the new emperor wanted to belittle Ling Ling, so his tone was very unkind, and he didn't know if His Majesty would mind.
The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, fearing that his future would be ruined by just one word. He almost wanted to rush out right now and apologize to His Majesty.
But now he also knew that he could not leave casually.
He suddenly felt a hand on his arm, and her voice was gentle, "Husband--" He looked sideways, Zhaorong had already put on her scarf, and could not see her expression, but he knew that she was determined to do so at this time.
He frowned slightly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
She lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear.
Cheng Xingqiu felt soft after being called out. Maybe others thought Zhao Rong was willful and unruly, but she would never act like the eldest princess in front of him, and she even took good care of him. She looked like an ordinary daughter.
Your Majesty has so many things to do all day long, how can he find the time to remember his little words? If this is the case, if he mentions it in front of the Holy Father, he will be looking for trouble for himself. With this thought, he put the matter aside for the time being.
After that, the ceremony continued naturally.
With the compliments of the complimenters, "The ceremony is completed, we are dismissed and sent to the bridal chamber!", this complicated ceremony was over. Two young maids held dragon and phoenix candles in front of them, leading Cheng Xingqiu and Zhao Rong into the west wing.
Because the bride was a princess, no one dared to come to the wedding ceremony. After the ceremony was completed, the sky also darkened, so Cheng Xingqiu decided to light most of the candles in the room, except for one.
The room was dimly illuminated by weak lights, and only two silhouettes of dependent figures in the red tent were visible.
But in Ruan Yuyi's courtyard, it was a different scene.
Although there was no one in the courtyard, the lights in the main room were still on, indicating that the people inside had not yet rested. Ruan Yuyi held a white piece and dropped it after a moment's thought. The jade chess piece and the chessboard made a crisp sound.
She waited quietly for the wood spirit on the other side of the short table to drop another child.
Although there was a commotion ahead due to the sudden arrival of the new emperor, the news never reached her because the confinement in her courtyard had not yet been lifted.
Mu Xiang took a cup of warm milk and knocked on the door. Seeing Mu Ling still playing with the young lady, she said, "It's getting late. If the young lady is tired, just rest. Don't be spoiled."
This little maid is here."
As early as dusk, Mu Ling took out the chessboard and suggested that he and the lady spend some time together.
Today, Ruan Yuyi was woken up very early by the noisy gongs and drums outside. It was not until nightfall that the noise stopped. I guess the ceremony was completed, and after the banquet, the guests gradually returned to their respective houses.
Unfortunately, although she felt sleepy, she couldn't take a nap. So she and Mu Ling lay casually for a while. She didn't want to become interested, but she became energetic. If Mu Xiang hadn't called her, she wouldn't have realized what time it was.
She took the milk and took a sip. The mellow taste in her mouth really made her feel sleepy.
Mu Ling heard what Mu Xiang said and said angrily, "I was so close to winning, but you came to interrupt me."
"You've been having sex with Miss for so long, haven't you lost to Miss every time?" Muxiang asked in shock. Looking at her angry look again, he knew that he had guessed, and chuckled, "Don't
The lady gave up to you, but you still can't win."
Before Mu Ling could refute, Mu Xiang stopped her words and said, "Just clean up this place. I'll wait for the lady to freshen up and change clothes." Mu Ling turned around and saw that the lady's eyelashes were drooped and there was a tired look on her brows.
Then he swallowed his words.
After everything was put away, Ruan Yuyi got on the bed with her long hair flowing down like a waterfall and only a thin undershirt. Muxiang lowered the curtains for her and cut off the heart of the candle.
"Miss," she said softly, "my servant is outside. If you need anything, just call me."
Ruan Yuyi touched the pillow and felt that her body became heavy, and her strength was withdrawn from her body. She was really sleepy, and when she heard the words, she hummed lightly.
Then there was the sound of the door closing, and the rest of the room was quiet.
The moonlight was like water, pouring all over the ground under the window. The window was pushed open, and the light on the ground became thicker. The tall and tall young man in black clothes landed firmly on the ground, walked lightly, and walked to the bed.
He stretched out his hand to open the bed curtains and looked at the little lady's sleeping face in the moonlight.
At this moment, she was asleep, half of her face was buried in the brocade quilt, and her pretty nose and slender eyelashes were vaguely visible, just like a resting butterfly, with its wings folded, she looked extraordinarily quiet and well-behaved, which was very pleasing to people.
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I just don’t know how she will feel when she hears the loud gongs and drums outside today.