"The emperor forgives the sin, I let them go out to watch the ceremony, this is a rare event in our Dongling Empire, why should I restrain many people because of my sick seedling. Lan Junyao spoke a little eagerly, and a sickly red appeared on her originally pale face.

"Xiu Yi is not excited, the emperor is afraid that you have been wronged. Dequan hurriedly slapped her behind her back, and only then did he let go of his hand until the coughing slowly subsided.

"When will you change your character, you will not let your slaves and maids be bullied. The emperor stood aside, his anger eased a lot, and his gaze at Lan Junyao became more and more softened.

"You only take care of your birth and illness, and others will take care of other things. The emperor told her to stay in bed, and told Dequan to find two servant maids who served him closely, and then left.

Xu is medicinal properties played a role, Lan Junyao only felt a wave of sleepiness welling up, and after a while, she fell into a deep sleep, and even the noise of gongs and drums outside failed to wake her up.

Mo Guifei was wearing a wide-sleeved tunic skirt today, with a peony spring opera and a golden edge, holding a plain handkerchief, and came to the Moling Hall early, looking at the two daughters-in-law who were dressed like flowers and jade, she felt a burst of joy in her heart.

After holding the hands of the two of them, they carefully explained all the matters after entering the house, and even mentioned a little bit about the sexual affairs, only to hear the children's faces like peach and plum, shy and angry, the three of them said some whispers, and the carriage and horses that greeted the relatives had arrived outside the palace gate.

The little minion hurriedly came to report, saying that His Royal Highness had come to greet him personally. The maidservant who was accompanying on the side hurriedly covered the two with a Xipa, which was personally led by Concubine Mo and sent to Ling Qixuan's hands.

After taking the bride back to the house, a group of royal brothers laughed and wanted to make trouble in the cave room, and everyone was a little afraid of him on weekdays, so they finally found an opportunity, and they had to take advantage of this to make a fuss before they would stop.

It wasn't until the sun was gone, they were drunk, and they refused to give up, or the old eleven was taken by Ling Qixuan's obscenity, and used brute force to pull them away, and the whole palace slowly quieted down.

At dusk, the two brides in the house sat down in their respective rooms with the same mood, secretly wondering whose house the husband would stay in. Jiang Zhirong was a little uneasy in her heart, firstly, her family background was not as solid as Sister Yan, and secondly, her appearance was indeed inferior to Sister Yan.

The minions in the house also secretly opened a bet, and they bet on the treasure, speculating which mother's room their master will stay, and the grace of the first day is very likely to mean which one will be more favored in the future, and they are also good people.

Sixty percent of the people bet on Yan Ruyu, after all, this person's conditions are there, and the remaining four adults bet on Jiang Zhirong, although this person's conditions are not outstanding, but he can stand out from the ten thousand people and be selected by his own master, there must be some outstanding points.

Ling Qixuan sat alone in the front yard for a while, and the rush of alcohol dissipated a little, before getting up and walking towards the backyard. When he arrived at the door, looking at the two little girls who were looking at the door of the two, he groaned slightly, and still walked towards Jiang Zhirong's room. The expressions on the faces of the two little maids changed instantly, Yuliu smiled and invited him in, and the other side stomped his feet, and the atmosphere on his face also pushed the door into his mother's house.

Yan Ruyu suddenly saw the resentment on his face, and a moment of astonishment flashed in his heart, he actually went to Jiang Zhirong's house, thinking about it like this, the displeasure in his heart slowly appeared on his face.

"Miss, how can my uncle be like this? She was originally the maid of the young lady's family, and she was very happy to be able to follow the young lady over this time, and she was very happy in her heart, how many boudoir women dream of the object of Xiao in her dreams, she can actually see it every day.

"Tilt your eyebrows, don't talk nonsense. But after a moment's effort, Yan Ruyu had already restrained all her negative emotions, "My sister and I are the same husband, no matter how big or small, where the husband stays is the same, so I can't say it again in the future." ”

"Miss, the slave knows that she is wrong, and the slave is also anxious, so she can't be angry for Miss. Good young lady, you have such a good temper, beware of letting others bully. "The eyebrows are less restrained in front of Yan Ruyu, when she was in the house before, she was very favored by Yan Ruyu, although she is a little straightforward, but she is loyal to the young lady.

"You girl, you are always so reckless, this is not the Taishifu, no matter how open-mouthed you are, be careful of your mouth. Yan Ruyu also likes this girl quite a lot, "Sister Jiang and I shouldn't be separated from each other, as long as we serve our husband well, it won't make people chew their tongues when they spread it." ”

"Miss, I know. He stuck out his tongue, but he still felt wronged for his own young lady.

"It's best if you think so. The master and servant were talking, and suddenly heard Ling Qixuan's voice coming from outside the door, he pushed the door in, and glanced at the master and servant sitting on the edge of the bed, his face softened slightly.

"This girl has a lot of mouths, and I hope that His Highness will forgive her sins. Yan Ruyu's heart tightened, and he didn't know how long he had been standing outside the door, thinking about the conversation between the two of them just now, and was busy pleading for his eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter, she's all for you. Ling Qixuan waved his big hand, tilted his eyebrows and only lowered his head to confess, his face was full of shame, and he hurriedly retreated, leaving his young lady and uncle alone.

Ling Qixuan had already changed into a wedding robe, wearing a navy blue shirt, and the black hair tied on the top of his head was also put down, and he was only tied with a belt of the same color and draped behind his head. He sat down beside Yan Ruyu and sprayed some alcohol on her nose, causing two red clouds to surge up on her face.

Yan Ruyu only glanced at the man beside her secretly, and quickly withdrew her gaze, since the first time she saw him six years ago, she had been deeply infatuated with his handsomeness. That day, I heard that the embroidery workshop had a few new good-looking brocades, and she went to see them.

They came out of the embroidery workshop, and caught a glimpse of him returning to Beijing with his army, and immediately he was wearing a silver armor that revealed a chill, and the winter sun sprinkled on his face, adding a layer of mystery to him, and at a glance, her heart fell completely for him.

A few days ago, my grandfather also said that the eighth prince was going to return with troops a year ago, although I heard how brave he was on the battlefield and how handsome his face was, she still didn't think so. She also heard her grandfather say about the deeds of the eighth prince, no matter how handsome a prince is. How do you know that there is only one side, and she is captured by him.

Since then, she has been concerned about him, and she is jealous when she hears that he has had many dealings with Miss Lan, and when she hears that he has disappeared for no reason, and her life and death are uncertain, she is terrified. Every bit of him is touching his heart, which is why she couldn't restrain herself during the banquet a few days ago and had trouble with Miss Lan. Now, her wish can finally be fulfilled, and he is her husband.