Chapter 4: The Broken Jade Storm (2)
Xiao Yu slowly entered the hall under the guidance of the palace maid, and behind him was the crown princess Du Yunjin. She was still covered with a headscarf, and with the support of the bride, she walked slowly. Although he couldn't see the situation in the temple, he could hear the words of the attendants and knew where he was now.
Different from the love of the queen Xiao Chen, Xiao Feng is a well-known dislike for the crown prince, and he must be present at today's wedding, so she must be cautious step by step.
Xiao Yu walked to the hall, and Du Yunjin was also supported to stand beside him, and in the eyes of the bright red was a pair of beautiful people.
When Xiao Feng's eyes looked at Xiao Yu, he was still disgusted. The red color of that body seemed to sting his eyes, and the scene in front of him was replaced by the same as back then, the jade-like young man suddenly became himself, and the bride standing beside him also became the girl who smiled gently.
What was once a smile full of nostalgia has later become a distorted mockery.
There was a "clang" sound, and the jade wrench on Xiao Feng's thumb rolled to the ground at an inopportune time and fell to pieces.
Everyone in the palace was surprised, at the scene of the prince's marriage, he actually broke the jade wrench in his hand. The palace people who served closed their lips and lowered their heads one after another, trying to dilute their sense of existence, for fear of being implicated by the anger of the Dragon Court.
Xiao Feng glanced at the debris on the ground, and his face became very ugly.
"陛xià......"
Without waiting for Xiao Chen's persuasion, he had a black face, got up and strode out of the hall.
"Your Majesty, the ceremony is not yet completed, you must not ......" Her voice became inaudible when she caught a glimpse of Xiao Feng's increasingly cold face, and she looked at Xiao Yu who was still in the hall in panic, not knowing how to end.
"Niangniang, the concubine will retire first."
With a beautiful voice, a stunning countenance, and a glorious head and a flowing cloud satin robe that showed her identity, Concubine Qing walked in front of Xiao Chen, and looked directly at Xiao Chen with her head held high.
Xiao Chen could see the ridicule clearly from her smiling eyes, she should laugh proudly, the more the prince is disgusted by Jinshang, the more King Qing will be liked by Jinshang.
Concubine Qing did not hide her joy, she slowly passed by Xiao Yu's side, and with the same smugness as ever, she quickly followed Xiao Feng's departing back.
After this turmoil, the temple was quiet again.
Du Yunjin couldn't see what happened, but he could hear it clearly from those few words. I knew that the prince was disgusted by Jinshang, but I always thought that it was father and son after all, but I never thought that it would be so ruthless.
"Yu'er," after Concubine Qing's graceful swaying figure disappeared in the Xuanyuan Palace, Xiao Chen held a smile and said with relief: "It's a good omen, and the years are safe." ”
This explanation is a bit far-fetched, but it is already Xiao Chen's greatest ability. Today's events, if they are spread outside the palace, I am afraid that it will be another right and wrong. Xiao Feng can turn his face, but as a son, as a prince, Xiao Yu can only endure it as much as possible.
"Yes." Unable to hear the joy and sorrow, Xiao Yu's face was as usual, waiting for the wedding ceremony.
The bride on Du Yunjin's side was glanced at by Biwen fiercely, and hurriedly started the steps of the wedding. There was no presence today, but the queen was also an elder, and she saluted as usual.
The sun outside the temple fell through the open door of the temple, illuminating half of the room. Du Yunjin felt a slight coldness, which kept coming from beside her.
He must have been sad to be treated like this by his father. The young man in her memory is a person who is full of pride, how can the arrogant young man who looks at the world and regards everything as nothing, how can he stand the deliberate contempt of others! Her boy is a scorching sun, and she won't let him be stained with a trace of sad dust.