"Childe, I will save you, but this does not mean that there will be any relationship between you and me, and please don't do this kind of behavior again."

In the future, she will be the princess, and if she is found to be in close contact with a man, she will only cause death.

Jing Qicheng was inexplicably a little angry in her heart, knowing that she didn't leave to marry her, but she just felt a little unhappy in her heart.

Is she unwilling to leave with her because she looks down on herself?

The third watch has passed, and there is a sound of beating the watch outside, and Jing Qicheng can't stay any longer.

He leapt out of the window and disappeared without a trace as he had come.

Meng combed his eyebrows and sat at the table with the porcelain vase until dawn.

Heart, why is it messed up?

Meng Guogong's daughter Meng Combrow is going to marry King Chen, and the ministers in the court naturally want to come to congratulate on the wedding day, and the congratulatory gifts are sent in like a stream, and the entire Guogong Mansion is full of joy.

"Miss, I'll put on a phoenix crown for you."

Chunxing took the wedding dress sent by King Chen, this is a five-bead phoenix crown that only the princess can bring, and the pearls on it are all from the South Seas, and they are all brilliant.

Meng combed his eyebrows, picked up the salgrease and put it on his lips, and looked at himself in the mirror.

The person in the mirror deserves the words "peerless".

Chun Xing couldn't help but admire: "Miss is really beautiful." ”

"Really?"

She couldn't help laughing, but even if she was so beautiful, she was afraid that she would be a laughing stock in the eyes of many people.

Meng Guogong was very busy today, and Li Junhou joked that he would be a relative of the emperor in the future.

"The military is really too polite."

He was polite on his lips, but in his heart he was happy to become a flower.

That's right, he is nominally the father-in-law of King Chen, and he won't have to look at other people's faces in the court in the future.

Even if he knew that this glory was bought by his daughter in exchange for happiness, Meng Guogong did not feel pity.

The marriage of the prince naturally cannot be shabby, although the emperor does not favor the king, he also rewarded a lot of things.

When Meng Xiangrong saw the five-bead phoenix crown on Meng Comb's eyebrows, the blood of his whole body was burning with jealousy.

"Don't look at her today's scenery, she will have a hard life after marrying into the palace."

Although the Yue family was also jealous in his heart, he was still comforting Meng Xiangrong that he would definitely not let his daughter's wedding be worse than hers!

The jealousy of Yue's mother and son Meng combs his eyebrows and can't see it, anyway, he is about to leave here.

Chunxing brought a red hijab to cover Meng's eyebrows, and before going out, Yue's took Meng's hand and wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

To outsiders, it really looks like a scene of mother and son.

"The daughter bids farewell to her father."

Meng combed his eyebrows and knelt on the ground according to the etiquette system, kowtowed to Meng Guogong, and then got on the red sedan chair.

According to the rules of Qingguo, the concubine bids, and the concubine needs to personally send the concubine to her husband's house, and she can only walk on the way, following behind the sedan chair, to show that the concubine is different.

Although Meng Xiangrong was reluctant, but with so many pairs of eyes looking at it, if she didn't want to, she wouldn't know the general situation and etiquette.

"Rong'er."

Meng Guogong was a little angry when she saw that Meng was already on the sedan chair Meng Xiangrong was still standing still, did she want to be unable to get off the stage in front of her colleagues.

Yue's hurriedly urged her daughter to say a few words, telling her to be patient today and not to make extraneous branches.

Meng Xiangrong reluctantly went to the back of Huaqiao, what is her identity, she actually followed behind Meng Combing her eyebrows like a little girl, she was really angry.

But rules are rules, with Meng combing her eyebrows, she will always be a concubine in the eyes of outsiders, even if the Yue family is corrected.

Meng combs his eyebrows and sits in a sedan chair, which is carried by eight strong subordinates, so he sits in it and is stable, and he doesn't feel the slightest bump.

She lifted the curtain a little and looked at the eyes on the street, whether jealous or envious, or sympathetic.

The prince can live outside the palace even if he is not married after the age of fourteen, and the emperor led him to a mansion on the outskirts of the city last time when he was the king of Chen.

From the Mengguo Mansion to the Chenwang Mansion, it takes about half an hour.

Meng Xiangrong is delicate and expensive, and his legs are numb, but he doesn't dare to complain.

Finally arrived at the palace, the sedan chair landed, and the bride stepped forward to help Meng comb her eyebrows, but Meng Xiangrong said that she and her eldest sister had a deep sisterhood and wanted to send her into the palace in person.

Xi Niang naturally agreed.

"Sister."

Meng Xiangrong stepped forward and helped Meng comb her eyebrows affectionately, but whispered in her ear: "Sister, when you enter the palace and want to come out, I'm afraid it will be difficult." ”

What about the concubine, it's not that she is married to a prince who is not in the stream.

King Chen's Mansion is the same as Meng Guogong's Mansion, but from morning to now, King Chen has not appeared.

Now that the bride has come, everyone is talking, should King Chen run away from marriage?

Everyone knows that King Chen has always been unruly, and sometimes even the emperor has nothing to do with him, and he can really do such a thing as running away from marriage.

Meng Xiangrong was so happy that he was about to laugh, if that was the case, then Meng would be embarrassed to comb his eyebrows today.

Many people were waiting to see Meng Comb's joke, but Meng Combb's eyebrows felt relieved.

It seems that King Chen is not very concerned about this marriage, but he is guilty of his own guilt.

However, Meng Xiangrong didn't feel proud for too long, just when many people felt that today's family couldn't be done, someone suddenly pointed to the door of the palace and said, "Look, it's the prince!" ”

The people followed the man's point, and saw a man in a wedding dress riding a horse and stopped at the gate of the palace.

He wears a golden mask on his face that obscures the top half of his face.

King Chen never showed his true face, and it is said that he was injured when he was young, and his face was really hateful.

But even if you can't see his face, the way he is wearing a red wedding dress makes people feel radiant and elegant, like a fairy.

"I had a few more drinks in Hualou yesterday, so I was late."

Through the hijab, Meng combed his eyebrows and couldn't see the appearance of King Chen, but he felt that his voice was still very good.

This is the man you want to marry?

As soon as I heard that I went to Hualou on the eve of the wedding, and said it in front of the wedding hall so indifferently, everyone felt a little more sympathy for Meng Comb.

If you marry this kind of man, can you still have a good life?

With Meng Guogong's net worth, she is indeed the king of Chen, but if she can marry a person who is in the right household, she can at least live a stable life.

Meng Xiangrong's jealousy of Meng Combing instantly vanished, and only ridicule and schadenfreude were left in his heart.

can be a royal bride, naturally a personal essence.

Seeing that everyone was talking, they hurriedly came out and waved the big red silk and said with a smile, "Since His Royal Highness King Chen has arrived, then you can start saluting!" In an instant, the court musicians outside began to play joy, and for a moment the deafening sound of silk and bamboo instruments overshadowed the noise.

Meng combed his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows, this man is not a good stubble.