Qingju didn't dare to say it too clearly, which made Ye Zhenzhen feel a tingle in her heart, only to see her pick it with her eyes, and motioned to Shangguan Yiyi to look at the sky outside, and then said vaguely.

Shangguan Yiyi had never been married, and she didn't understand the truth of the hour, so she also looked at the sky, calculated the hour, and then looked at Ye Zhenzhen in confusion.

"Zhilan, you go and ask Uncle He, see if the prince has any problems outside, the face of the palace can't be lost, and you have to bring back a few Fujin on time."

Shangguan Yiyi didn't understand what it meant, but Ye Zhenzhen had already known in her heart, what day it was, she didn't dare to forget it for a moment, there was a happy event in the palace, although she didn't want to participate, it was impossible to pretend to be isolated from the world, seeing that it seemed that the time to welcome the family had passed for a long time, but there was no lively movement in the house, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but open her mouth to say.

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

Zhilan never wanted Ye Zhenzhen to think of this sad topic, and now that she brought it up by herself, she handed it over to Qingju, and then went out to inquire non-stop.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhilan came back out of breath, only to see her cautiously look at Shangguan Yiyi, and then closed her mouth and stood aside.

"What's going on?"

Ye Zhenzhen knew the behavior of these girls well, and seeing that Zhilan was a little reluctant to speak, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't wait even more, only to see her ask very calmly, but she didn't know that her hands had trembled, and the ink that fell on the drawing paper had been crooked.

"Miss, the slave maid has just gone to investigate, and the people in the house said that several new Fujin have already entered the house."

Zhilan stood in place crampedly, looking at Qingju and Shangguan Yiyi from time to time, as if to hide something, but these small actions never escaped Ye Zhenzhen's eyes.

"Where is the prince?"

Ye Zhenzhen originally had a glimmer of hope, but after hearing what Zhilan said, a glimmer of light in her eyes instantly extinguished.

The extraordinarily cold voice had already revealed her mood to a room full of people.

"It's arranged in Huilan Courtyard, it's quite far from our main courtyard, Uncle He said that the prince ordered it, so as not to let them disturb Miss."

Seeing Ye Zhenzhen's stubborn eyes, Zhilan knew that she was afraid that she couldn't hide it, so she had no choice but to tell her.

"The prince has someone to serve today, let people get ready, see who the prince has a crush on, don't wronged them."

Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were obscure, even if she heard Nangong Mu's efforts, she still disdained it, so as not to get angry, but she just couldn't swallow it.

"Miss, the slave maid heard that the prince had someone take them in very early, and it has been an hour or two for this time, but I haven't seen the prince in any courtyard, could it be ......?"

Ye Zhenzhen's mouth was wrong, and the words she said sounded extremely annoying, Zhilan asked about it, not wanting Ye Zhenzhen and Nangong Mu to have any suspicion from it, so she opened her mouth to defend herself, with a very nervous look on her face, as if she cared about Nangong Mu's reputation.

"The prince is a busy man, how can we guess what he is doing."

Ye Zhenzhen angrily dropped the pen, and then said with a cold face.

At the same time, in the Huilan courtyard, Li Yinglian was still sitting on the bed in a regular manner, very dignified, and her eyes always glanced at the little things that could be seen at the front of the hijab from time to time.

A girl named Que'er in the house seemed to be more nervous than Li Yinglian, and I saw her stretching her neck and looking out of the door every few minutes.

"How's it going?"

Li Yinglian was finally exhausted of her patience, only to see that she kept her head down, and the crown on her head pressed her breathlessly, so she opened her cherry mouth and asked in a low voice.

"Miss Hui, I still haven't seen the prince."

The finch leaned out of the door again, and then responded in a whisper, her tone full of anxiety.

Today's meeting, they have never seen it, there is no worship to get married, and there is no scene, they were sent to the courtyard to sit in broad daylight, seeing that the sky is still bright, everything is very weird.

"Well, help me take off the hijab."

A sore pain hit her neck, and Li Yinglian finally couldn't stand it, so she sighed and whispered.

Soon, the red in front of her eyes finally retreated, and Li Yinglian looked at the scene in front of her uncomfortably, trying to adapt to the light projected from the window.

"It's still early at this time, if the young lady feels hungry or something, it is better to use some wedding cakes first, and the grandmothers will come to the wedding in the evening."

Seeing Li Yinglian's somewhat pale face, Que'er brought over a plate of dim sum on the table, and was relieved with a smile on her face.

Li Yinglian shook her head helplessly, rubbing her neck with her left hand, she didn't want to eat a mouth full of things when Nangong Mu didn't see her.

Seeing Li Yinglian's reluctance, Que'er hurriedly took the things away, put them back on the table, hurriedly made a cup of tea for her, watched her take a sip slightly, and then stood beside her respectfully.

"What happened to the others? There is still an hour before it gets dark, does the prince have anything else? ”

Li Yinglian stood in front of the window, her hands dyed with beautiful nails gently touching the pure white paper, looking a little restrained.

"The finch didn't hear any movement, but everything in the yard was complete, and the others lived in two rooms on the east side of the courtyard, and the housekeeper only told him not to move lightly, and nothing else."

Qi'er is only fifteen years old, and she has always listened to Li Yinglian's words, but when she shook her head slightly, she told everything she knew, and she would look at Li Yinglian's expression from time to time.

"Go and get some things brought by the family and send them to Tong Jia's and Jiang's family, no matter where the prince goes tonight, he must not lose his demeanor."

The corners of Li Yinglian's lips were slightly hooked, a touch of red lips lined her brightness and charming, her Danfeng eyes were soft, and there was a little intelligence, and she only felt warm from a distance.

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

Que'er blessed her without thinking about it, and then picked a few valuable things from the dowry brought by the Imperial History Mansion and sent them over, expressing Li Yinglian's "friendliness" by the way.

Uncle He prepared dinner for each courtyard, and it was night in a blink of an eye, and when it was dark, the three houses were covered with plain gauze and curtains, and the red candles were shining, and all that came into the eyes was dazzling red, so that people could not open their eyes.

Li Yinglian used some things more or less, and then continued to sit on the edge of the bed, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, compared to the tiredness of the afternoon, she only felt happy at the moment, and there were more or less many expectations in her heart, dignified and decent, which made people have to love.

The candles burned silently, slowly piling up into pieces of wax and oil, and the room was quiet, and a few grandmothers stood in the room without saying a word, as if they were asleep.

Squeak –

Li Yinglian's heart couldn't help beating fast, and then she gasped, her eyes stared fixedly at the floor in front of her, and a sound of small footsteps came out, followed by the sound of several minions rubbing against the clothes of the light blessing ceremony.

As expected, soon, a pair of boots appeared in front of Li Yinglian's eyes, and then, a scale rod made of gold appeared in front of her face, and in the next second, the hijab was already away from her head, and Li Yinglian also felt a little lighter on her head.

Raising her affectionate eyelids, Li Yinglian looked at the person in front of her a little timidly, her eyebrows and eyes were shy, and there was a lot of excitement in it.

Nangong Mu raised her hand, then turned her head, moved to the table, and drank tea by herself, and several old women hurriedly ran to Li Yinglian's side, and then pulled her behind the screen.

A few pairs of hands quickly went up and down, Li Yinglian blushed and quietly let others fiddle with it, and then took off her wedding dress and changed into a light gauze dress, her belly pocket loomed in front of her eyes, and her hair was scattered behind her, exuding a rare fragrance.

"Lord Wang, everything is packed up, I wish the prince and Fang Fujin an early birth of a noble son."

Several old ladies complimented them with smiles on their faces, and then they trotted out and closed the door gently.

The girl was also confused, she only knew that she was waiting outside, and the old grandmothers told her not to disturb the interest of the two no matter what sound she heard.

"Lord, let the concubine serve you to sleep peacefully."

Li Yinglian stood there a little cramped, watching Nangong Mu drink tea, and then whispered with a red face, looking a little cramped and uneasy, and her hands and feet were not sensitive.

"No need, in the heart of this king, there is only Zhen Zhen alone, since you have entered this palace, you should know the rules of this palace, Ye Zhen Zhen is the mistress of this palace, she is the princess of this king's heart, since you are so knowledgeable, you should understand what to do and what not to do."

Nangong Mu glanced at her lightly, and saw that her skin was like congealed fat, fair and clear, but he didn't mean to move her at all, only to see him drink the tea in his cup, and said this in an extremely cold tone.

"The concubine obeys the prince."

Li Yinglian didn't understand for a while, why Nangong Mu wanted to say this to her on the wedding night, but she still replied respectfully, striving to be gentle and submissive, and hoped that she could take Nangong Mu's mind in her own hands as Lord Yushi wanted.

"You should rest earlier, since it is the marriage given by the emperor and the queen mother, this king doesn't want you to lose face, but you'd better not have any thoughts about this king, this king will only make you miserable, if you are safe, the palace will still have your foothold, otherwise, which Japanese king is unhappy, a letter of resignation is also reasonable."

Seeing that Li Yinglian was full of stupid expectations for herself, Nangong Mu unceremoniously pierced the screen paper, only to see that his eyes were cold, and his tone was full of banter, which was clearly the appearance of a gentleman, but it revealed a rare aristocratic atmosphere.