Shen Xixi had a hijab on his head, and he could only see the road under his feet, but he hadn't seen it yet.

But Xiang'er, who was holding her beside her, trembled slightly.

"What's wrong? Under the weather? ”

"If it's uncomfortable, it's ...... for me to go alone."

Xiang'er shook her head and stammered: "No, Second Miss." ”

"Yes...... There are two sedan chairs there......"

Two sedan chairs?

Shen Xixi wasn't much surprised, she said calmly: "Then look at it, is there no groom official riding a horse at the front?" ”

Xiang'er's gaze narrowed, and her eyes widened.

"Huh? Really...... Could it be that the other sedan chair is sitting in the prince? ”

Since ancient times, I have never seen such a strange way of receiving relatives!

"The prince is lame, and he will be ridiculed when he gets on the horse, so it is better to sit in a sedan chair."

And most importantly –

Junlan once said that the prince still has a half-foot-long scar on his face, and he probably doesn't want to see outsiders on weekdays.

Xiang'er was afraid that Shen Xixi's words would be heard by others, so she hurriedly helped her into the sedan chair.

Before he sat down, he heard a shrill voice outside.

"Get up!"

Accompanied by a sense of weightlessness and slight shaking, two rows of lively people beating gongs and drums made a detour.

On the periphery of the pick-up procession, there were many people watching the excitement.

"Tut-tut, a lame man, a concubine, these two people are really a perfect match!"

"Not really!"

"Huh? You say, the prince can't stand up, is he unable to even do the things in the room? ”

"Then this second miss of the Shen family is too pitiful, hahaha!"

Yue Su followed Mo Huaijin's sedan chair, and when he heard this, the anger in his heart burned.

couldn't help clenching the long knife at his waist and gritting his teeth in resentment.

"These people really don't know what to do!"

A clear, indifferent voice came from the other side of the curtain.

"It doesn't matter."

"Say whatever you want."

The more they scolded and described him as wasteful, the less they would attract the attention of others.

Yue Su sighed, and couldn't help but feel sorry for Mo Huai in his heart.

Many years ago, these people didn't say that about the prince.

At that time, the prince had already learned a good kung fu at a young age.

When he was eight years old, he went to the battlefield with General Zhenguo, and he went for half a year.

In the stalemate between the two sides, he went around to the enemy's main camp tent and captured the opponent's commander.

Won a comeback battle for Rin Nanguo!

When he returned triumphantly, Mo Huaijin's proud body stood on horseback.

The back is straight, and the whole body is full of self-confidence.

When he was ten years old, he had already begun to help the emperor deal with trivial official documents and guide the country.

Later, he worked out several sets of raid tactics, which caught the surrounding one off guard and swallowed a lot of forces.

When everyone mentioned the three words Mo Huaijin, they couldn't help but use four words to describe it.

Genius of the Ages.

But unexpectedly, at the age of twelve, Mo Huaijin suffered an extremely serious assassination.

After being rescued from the rescue, he was told that his legs were dead and he could no longer stand.

The genius of the southern kingdom of Rin has fallen.

But only Mo Huaijin's own soldiers knew that his leg was injured again the next year.

It's been restored.

But he didn't intend to tell others, but concentrated on cultivating many forces in private, stationed in all corners of Rin Nanguo.

It's been a full decade.

If it weren't for their prince's dedication, would they be able to live such a stable life?

I don't know what to do!

The team slowly stopped.

Xiang'er vaguely saw the plaque of Mowang's Mansion, and hurriedly said, "Miss, we'll be at the palace soon." ”

There was not the slightest movement inside.

"Miss?"

Xiang'er lifted the curtain and glanced at it, and gently patted her shoulder with her hand.

Shen Xixi woke up and wiped the saliva that was about to run from the corner of his mouth.

"yes, got it."

Quack –

The sedan chair fell to the ground.

"Welcome the bride!"

The curtain was slowly opened, and Xiang'er was about to step forward, but her body was slammed.

Xi Niang glared at her, grabbed Shen Xixi's hand and dragged her out.

Shen Xixi raised his eyebrows and looked at the unfamiliar hand on his wrist.

"Did you eat a pig in the morning? With so much strength? ”

The corners of Xi Niang's mouth twitched, and she said disdainfully: "Second Miss, don't joke with the slave." ”

Shen Xixi's voice seemed to be smiling: "You still know that you are a slave?" ”

Xi Niang's expression remained unchanged and there was no panic.

"The slave is afraid that the second lady will miss the auspicious time, so she is in a hurry for a while, and she can't control the strength in her hands."

"Oh."

Shen Xixi raised his foot and stepped on the Xi Niang's foot quickly.

At the same time, the other foot was suspended in the air, and he slowly stopped in the air for a few seconds before falling.

"Oops, I'm in too much of a hurry, I'm afraid that if I miss the auspicious time, I won't be able to control the strength on my feet."

Xi Niang's face is dark, and there is a fight with the bottom of the pot.

She took two deep breaths, suppressed the anger in her heart, and continued to walk.

"The bride is over the fire!"

The two maidservants, who had been prepared on the side a long time ago, immediately put the brazier in their hands in front of Shen Xixi.

Shen Xixi picked up the hem of his skirt and walked towards the brazier.

One step aside, she stood aside, quietly waiting.

"Welcome the groom!"

The joyful voice of the bride was raised high, but after finishing speaking, she didn't see any movement in the sedan chair where Mo Huaijin was sitting.

Xi Niang paused and shouted again.

"Welcome the groom!"

Yue Su hurriedly bowed down and said, "Lord Wang, it's time for you to come out." ”

There was still no reaction from there.

Others couldn't help but speculate, "Could it be that Lord Mo doesn't want to get married?" ”

"This second lady of the Shen family likes the third prince, and the third prince is the nephew of Lord Mo, if she really marries into the family, what a joke she will have to make!"

"It seems that this Mo prince is really dissatisfied with this future princess!"

"No matter how depressed the prince is, it is also the prince, Shen Xixi is just an unfavored concubine in the prime minister's mansion, how can he be qualified to be a concubine?"

"If it weren't for the emperor's personal decree, I'm afraid the prince would not have agreed to this marriage."

With the third cry of the bride, Shen Xixi's stomach also screamed in response to the occasion.

She bypassed the brazier, groped her way to Mo Huaijin's sedan chair, and gently kicked the door with her toes.

"Big guy, can we come out first and worship this hall quickly?"

"You said that the sedan chair is hard and uncomfortable to sit in, right?"

"Why don't we make a small dish, drink some wine, and talk about life and ideals?"

A low, hoarse laugh came from inside the sedan chair.

Yue Su coughed lightly and reminded in a low voice: "Second Miss, you can't kick the sedan chair that the prince is sitting on." ”

Shen Xixi blinked innocently.

"Oh? Is it? ”

"I'm sorry, it's the first time I've gotten married, and I don't have much experience."

"Next time, remember next time."