"Shouldn't I be happy?" Mei Anren said.

"To be happy is to be happy, but my sister thinks that she is a little too happy."

Mei Anren's eyes narrowed, but he didn't speak. Mei Xianxian made it clear that she was looking for him, and she would naturally say anything she would.

"My brother killed the person Ruan Yanluo saved, and threw such a big black pot to her, do you think she will give up?"

"What can she do?"

"When the son of the Du family killed her maidservant, he didn't think she could do anything? But the result? Mei Xianxian smiled.

The look on Mei Anren's face became serious.

That woman was able to kill the sons of four powerful people in one go at the Flower God Banquet without leaving a trace, which is indeed not to be underestimated.

It's just that she just came out of prison today, and Nangong Min is going to marry him tomorrow, what can Ruan Yanluo do in such a short time?

Mei Xianxian knew that Mei Anren was moved by her, and said: "Just in case, be prepared, my brother is still prepared." If my brother is too busy tomorrow to spare time, my sister doesn't mind taking over the matter in my brother's place. ”

Mei Anren stared at Mei Xianxian gloomily, this was the idea to hit him on the head.

But what Mei Xianxian said is not unreasonable, with Ruan Yanluo's style of acting, it is difficult to give up with him.

"I don't care what you do, but it's best not to ruin my wedding, otherwise even if you are my sister, I will never spare you!"

Mei Anren spit out a cruel sentence gloomily, he has been looking forward to the wedding of him and Nangong Min for many years, and he will never allow others to disturb him.

Even though he treats others badly, his feelings for Nangong Min are real, even if Nangong Min doesn't like him, he still hopes that they can have a perfect wedding.

Mei Xianxian smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry, I also want our Mei family to get married to the royal family again, and it will never ruin my brother's wedding." ”

On the second day, from early in the morning, the capital was bustling, and two princesses were married in succession within a month, which was unprecedented in the history of Tianyao.

Nangong Rou's wedding was not hyped because the time was very tight, and by the time the people knew, she had already left Beijing with Ke Jingzhi, so naturally there was no excitement, but Nangong Min's wedding, Mei Anren had done a lot of thought, and everyone in the capital knew it many days earlier, and almost everyone was talking about this matter these days.

And because they didn't see Nangong Rou's wedding, the people were even more curious about Nangong Min's wedding, and everyone was looking forward to it, waiting to see what the royal wedding would look like.

Ruan Yanluo went out of the palace gate at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the wedding process was the same, leaving the palace gate at noon, going to the husband's house at no time, paying homage to the church, sending the bride into the cave room, and then the groom went to the palace to thank him, and came back to feast the guests.

The people who watched the ceremony could go to the Mei Mansion before the time, and Ruan Yanluo didn't want to go too early, so he pressed the o'clock to pass.

When I arrived at Meifu, I waited for a while, Nangong Min's sedan chair arrived, and the sedan chair carried by sixteen people, Caifeng Jinluan, was extremely luxurious.

Now there is only one prince in Beijing, Nangong Ling, and it is naturally him who sends his relatives, he is dressed in a begonia-colored prince's suit, noble and elegant.

Begonias are such a gorgeous color, worn on his body, but they are not vulgar at all, only into the bones.

Ruan Yanluo saw it, and secretly scolded Saobao, this look, I don't know how many big girls and little daughters-in-law have hooked their hearts. If one day she and Nangong Ling can really get married, I don't know if they will be drowned by the jealousy of the Kyoto woman.

His gaze slid over Nangong Ling and landed on the sedan chair beside him, and Ruan Yanluo's heart immediately felt a little sad.

This sedan chair is surrounded by everyone, and it can only go in one direction, and it can't be wrong in half a step, and when it enters the backyard of Meifu, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come out again in my life.

This scene is certainly beautiful, but for Nangong Min, who is sitting inside, it is no different from a gorgeous cage.

The person who marries is not the person he loves, and the person he loves has long been out of reach, and this sadness, which is not experienced by the person, is difficult to experience one in ten thousand.

Mei Anren was dressed in a happy dress, riding a horse next to the sedan chair, the usual gloomy look on his face disappeared without a trace, and he smiled with joy all the time.

Ruan Yanluo could see that the smile was from the bottom of his heart, this eldest son of Meifu really liked Nangong Min.

It's a pity that what he did and his character were not destined to be a good person.

A cold light flashed from Ruan Yanluo's eyes, she has always believed that good and evil in this world will be rewarded in the end, not that it will not be rewarded, the time has not come.

It's just that if something happens to her, she will let this retribution come faster.

Mei Anren was keenly aware of Ruan Yanluo's gaze and looked up at her, but it was only swept away, and the smile on his face did not change by half a point.

It's just that when he turned to an angle that Ruan Yanluo couldn't see, a gloom appeared in Mei Anren's eyes.

Mei Xianxian is right, this Ruan Yanluo is not a person who is willing to suffer, and he will definitely not be able to stay. From the look in her eyes just now, he actually felt a bit of threat.

Today is a day of great joy for him and Min'er, and he can't spare his hands to take care of these things, so now he can only hope that Mei Xian's hands and feet will be neat.

If this threat can be removed today, it will be a real joy.

When they arrived in the auditorium, a very high-status clan presided over the worship hall.

When shouting to the husband and wife to worship each other, Nangong Min obviously paused, but after all, he bowed down.

Liu Ling is dead, who is she marrying or not? Whether it is Mei Anren or Zhang Anren or Li Anren, it is the same.

After the ceremony was completed, Mei Anren saw the bride bring the queen of the south palace into the new house in the inner courtyard, and he and the people who came to the wedding had a few words, so he went to the palace to ask for peace, and the guests were entertained by the people of the Mei Mansion.

In a secluded small garden in the inner courtyard of Mei Mansion, Mei Xian smiled like a flower, and said to a young man with an elegant and loyal face in front of her: "Second Young Master Du, we haven't seen each other for a long time. ”

The elegant boy seemed a little nervous, and after a pause, he said, "What Miss Mei said is that we haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

"I accompanied the Queen Mother to worship the Buddha in the Golden Pavilion Temple, and came back to purify the incense and repay the vows, a few days ago I heard that the third prince of Du died in the flower god banquet, and the second prince also had to mourn."

A look of discomfort flashed on Du Ergongzi's face, there are many men in the Du family, but there is only one daughter, that is, Du Xiwen, the Du family has always loved Du Xiwen, Du Xiwu is also very valued because he is from Du Xiwen's mother, so he can be so rampant.

And the other sons of the Du family, such as the second son Du Xiyang, although they read very well and have a loyal character, they are many times better than Du Xiwu, but they have never been looked at by the head of the Du family.

Du Xiwen's death this time actually gave the other Du family sons a chance, so that the head of the Du family could finally set his eyes on them, although in the end, who can sit in the position of the head of the Du family still has to rely on their own ability, but it is better than being dominated by Du Xiwu alone.

So Du Xiwu died, Du Xiyang was actually not much sad, but he read well, and there was still the loyalty of a silk reader in his nature.