Du Mansion is full of lights, and the maid and the woman are tied with red ropes. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info all kinds of red stars are scrambled through the splendid courtyard of Du Mansion.

"What? Why wasn't the bridegroom coming to pick him up? Du Yuanpeng suppressed his anger and asked unhappily.

Standing in the hall was the Du Mansion family who had been brought in from the gate, and it was a person from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Du Wanru was panicked under the hijab.

Shouldn't it be her brother who picked up the kiss?

The person who came whispered to Du Yuanpeng in a low voice.

For a while, like apology and explanation, Du Wanru couldn't hear anything.

The personal maid holding Du Wanruo received Du Yuanpeng's eyes and immediately understood.

"Miss, let's go, get on the sedan chair. ”

Du Wanruo was reluctant to move. A questioning voice came from under the hijab: "It's not Brother Luo who takes the kiss." ”

"Wan'er, the little king of the county felt a cold the day before yesterday, and it is inconvenient to come to pick you up in person for the evening guests and your auspicious time, so you can go with the housekeeper of the palace. Xiaoxi, you take good care of Miss. ”

The maid even claimed to be.

Oh, it turns out that Brother Luo is sick, why don't you take care of yourself, but she is sick when she gets married?

Du Wanru was nervous and happily pushed up the sedan chair that came to pick up the bride under a heavy red hijab. Mrs. Du held Du Wanruo's hand and was reluctant to let go. Du Wanruo was a little aware of Mrs. Du's strangeness compared to Su Ri, but when she thought of the groom she was about to marry, everything was normal.

Mother may just be happy, or she may be a little apprehensive when she thinks that she is about to become a wife and stay away from Du Mansion.

Du Wanruo comforted herself like this, and couldn't wait to think about when she would be able to reach King Zhong's Mansion.

Although she still had a vague uneasiness in her heart.

This marriage was originally very strange.

At first, she asked her father to marry the prime minister's son, but it didn't work to cry and hang herself, but then somehow she changed to marry the king of Xiaojun, but she was not allowed to see her brother;

Oh, what are these things, the marriage has changed, maybe it is really the father who was moved by himself, and the mother is behind the back; you can't see each other before marriage, this is the custom, what is this? After all, she is going to become the one who has fallen behind her brother, and sooner or later she will meet each other.

She must be too happy and excited to have so many cranky thoughts.

Du Wanruo took a deep breath and adjusted his posture straight and upright.

She didn't have to think about anything anymore, nothing could stop her from marrying Zhongluo. She is about to become the happiest woman in the world.

The sedan chair swayed forward, and Su Ri was accompanied by the arrogant and domineering personal maid of the master, but somehow lost the momentum of the past, and walked beside the sedan chair with his head down. From time to time, I look at the sedan chair with worry and fear.

Does Miss know? Only Miss in the whole house doesn't know?

In the world of maids, it is impossible to imagine what will happen when the groom unveils his hijab.

God, bless Miss.

A line of canopies moved mightily along the long street, and at the foreground were several tall horses, with bright red ceremonial flowers tied around their necks. The sandwich road is a variety of people who come out to see the excitement in the capital. The capital is a place where all kinds of people gather, from the princely lady to the vegetable street farmers. Everyone watched this marriage with great interest. Beiming has not had such a great joy for a long time, when the queen got married, the wedding period was in a hurry, the emperor was still a fool, where is there such a groom official to receive kisses.

A few bold children, led by older children, gathered in front of the palanquin to beg for money.

The people who beat the gongs and drums shook their heads and contributed to the joyful atmosphere, and it was like a happy wedding when they walked away.

Chuan Ling dressed in a happy dress, looking forward and looking backwards, trotting all the way from the palace to the back house of Nanfu.

The car was familiar with the road and found Nan Qingyun's residence.

Nan Qingyun was still sluggish, dressed in a red wedding dress, but he looked sloppy.

The door suddenly rang, and Nan Qingyun opened the door without thinking.

It's nothing more than Nan Aotian sending someone to explain the wedding matters.

The door opened, but there was a bell in front of me.

"Childe, Orange Princess, she ...... Dead. ”

Nan Qingyun's face began to tremble on one side, and his dead eyes stiffly raised, trying to focus his gaze on Chuanling's face.

The godless pupils are dilated, widened, and the eyeballs are about to burst out.

At the same time, Wan Yanmin received a quick report from Yufeng.

"Master, Concubine Orange has been seriously ill since returning to the palace from the palace banquet that night, and last night, she committed suicide. ”

Wan Yanmin raised his head.

He asked in a deep voice, "Where is the queen now?" ”

Flower Shadow Palace.

Ning Xin'er stood up from her chair in shock: "Didn't you be fine during the day last year, why didn't you suddenly do it." ”

"I heard that it was the pain of house arrest and the change of Lord Shui, and after I went back, I fell ill. I refused to drink the medicine again, and I was clamoring all day long to go to the emperor to intercede for Lord Shui, tossing alive, and I couldn't think about it last night, and hung the white ayazi, and after saving it, I lost my spirit, and it didn't take long for me to ...... Dead. ”

"In this way, we don't need to do it......" Ning Xin'er's voice was low, and the corners of her lips were silently pulled.

"Unexpectedly, she was from a prominent background, and she was a concubine when she entered the palace. Bengong thought that this orange concubine would be pressed on Bengong's head forever. It's really better to count people than to be counted by heaven. ”

"Niangniang, the world is impermanent, the orange concubine is down, you can just ......" the maid secretly complimented.

"What are you talking about, you little," Ning Xin'er glanced at the maid deeply, couldn't hide the joy in her eyes, and said coquettishly: "Ju'er, let's go to the Orange Lian Palace to visit the Orange Concubine Niangniang." The palace wants to see how much better this concubine can look better than a palace maid when she dies. ”

Ning Xin'er swayed and went to the Orange Lian Palace.

The guards stood like iron and stone, as if the lives of the people inside had nothing to do with them.

Ning Xin'er couldn't help but sigh, she was really the daughter of a criminal minister who was not as good as an ant.

However, the palace people guarding the door came to block: "Niangniang, Niangniang, please don't enter." The orange concubine Niangniang has been buried, and she has cooked more Chinese medicine before her death, so as not to be contaminated with bad luck. ”

"Get out of the way, this palace is not afraid. This palace is just here to give the orange concubine sister a ride today, and you subordinates should do whatever you can stop at any time. ”

Ning Xin'er broke in, the top of the coffin was ruthlessly closed, and the last thing Ning Xin'er saw happened to be Shui Yingcheng's pale and colorless face.

No matter how beautiful the head was before his death, once he was pillowed on the coffin, it turned out to be so eerie and terrifying.

Ning Xin'er suddenly palpitated and wanted to retreat. Leng Bu was even more startled at Shang Nanyue's eyes.

Dressed in white in the dim light, Nan Yue's cold gaze swept over: "The news that Ning promised is really timely. ”

Ning Xin'er stroked her chest and said with a smile: "The concubine also got the news from the maid, and I don't want the queen to be here." ”

Nanyue replied without ups and downs: "Of course the main palace is here. The orange concubine was seriously ill and hanged herself. As the lord of the harem, this palace wants to give her sister a decent burial. (To be continued.) )