Before dawn, Concubine Xuan in the palace had already sent the nanny in charge of dressing up, repeating the scene she had just done not long ago. She was still cleverly covering up her alluring appearance after heavy makeup. She would not be the same today.
The protagonist of happy events. Newlyweds, weddings, two people are just perfect for each other. If there is one more person, she, the rightful owner, will only become the object of ridicule by others.
Facts have proved that she thought too well. She thought there would only be one more girl, but Meimei never thought that there would be not one more, but two. The wedding of the three brides and King Yun caused a sensation in the entire capital.
, the wedding sedans with similar decorations coming from three directions made the people on the street talk a lot: they were curious about how one groom and three brides would go to the wedding hall; what they were puzzled about was the relationship between King Yun and this unknown person.
What kind of grievances would there be between a woman who had met each other, and why he would cause such embarrassment to her when the royal decree conferred marriage?
The chatter was not loud, but it was enough to reach the ears of Mei Mei in the wedding sedan. She bit her charming red lips tightly and promised not to care, but the chatter all over the street reached her ears.
Why did she still feel sad in her heart? Her heart was beating nervously. Knowing the embarrassment on the road, she could also predict that King Yun would not cooperate obediently at the wedding...
But it doesn't matter, right? Meimei, if you don't know him, your heart won't beat for him, your heart won't open for him, and you don't have to feel sad for his inexplicable behavior, or...
Heartbroken?
The road was still very long. When the wedding sedan arrived at Prince Yun's Mansion, the chatter on the roadside also stopped. The sedan door opened, and what he saw was not the red wedding robe, but the girl and grandma beside Meimei:
"Miss, let's get off the sedan..."
Should it really be like this? The surroundings of the wedding sedan were quiet. Meimei did not raise her head. As soon as her feet landed, an unpleasant male voice sounded in her ears:
"Why are you so stunned! Keep up!"
He really hated her! Meimei smiled bitterly. Anyway, the red hijab covered all her expressions. After taking a few steps, she saw three pairs of dazzling red shoes. The bright red fabric was embroidered with exquisite patterns.
, no need to guess, you can know who the owner of the red shoes is: the larger one in the middle should be King Yun, and the two smaller pairs next to him, one is for another bride he wants to marry, the other is...
She secretly squeezed Xiaoju's hand. Meimei was not sure, so Xiaoju said in a low voice:
"Miss, there are two brides..."
There are two more, so there are three brides getting married today? Meimei smiled bitterly, one more is also a lot, two more is also a lot, what is the difference between one and two? Maybe I haven’t said it in person yet, but
What about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow?
After King Yun's feat today, it is estimated that she will not dare to leave Prince Yun's palace in the future. By then, just spitting stars can drown her...
There are three brides, but King Yun only has two hands, and he can only hold two with both hands. The two he chose should be the ones he likes, and Meimei is what he hates, what he hates...
...You can't blame him. Marriage is granted by the imperial decree. He also has his helplessness, and Meimei also has her unwillingness. In fact, it is not easy for both of them. And judging from his attitude today, it is estimated that the divorce letter is not difficult to get...
The journey from the main entrance of the mansion to the wedding hall was not very far, but in the eyes of people looking at her, every step she took was difficult. Step by step, she was so strong that it was heartbreaking, and her aura that was as light as water, even if she was
People can feel it even through the thick HiPa.
"Miss, there are steps!"
No matter how long the road is, there will be a moment when it comes to an end. With Xiaoju’s considerate reminder, Meimei obediently raised her feet and stepped up the steps covered with red carpets, and finally arrived at the wedding hall quietly. The red scarf
The stick is connected to three ends, one end is King Yun with a happy face, and the other two ends are connected to two graceful beauties. Only Meimei's hands are empty. If it weren't for the fiery red phoenix crown, everyone would think she was
Just an outsider…
"Yun'er, what a joke! Eunuch Liu, you're not ready yet!"
A majestic voice broke the silence in the room, and the silk satin that was handed over also resolved the embarrassment of Meimei's empty hands. When the stairs came down, she should have grabbed it quickly, but when she saw that the silk was as red as blood
But she hesitated slightly, and waves of uneasiness swept through her pounding heart: Do she have to take it? When she takes it, will that King Yun refuse to take it?