Chapter 3: Substitute Marriage

Yan Ruoyun still overestimated this body in the end, and thought that it could survive this night, but who expected that he fainted on the ground after kneeling for a few hours.

When I woke up again, I heard the familiar sobs again.

Ye Rushi didn't know how long she had been crying, her eyes were swollen from crying, and when she saw Yan Ruoyun wake up, her crying did not decrease but increased.

Yan Ruoyun has never seen a woman who can cry like Ye Rushi, she has a headache, and when she hears this cry, she has a splitting headache.

"Mother, don't cry, the child is fine......"

"How can it be okay, they torture you like this. It's still ...... also let you marry King Jing'an instead of Mu Lan, if you marry past, can you still have a life? How is my child so miserable...... Woowoo woo ......"

"You...... What do you say? King Jing'an? ”

Yan Ruoyun's body had not yet healed, and he had a terrible headache, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong for a while.

"Yun'er, you don't know, before King Jing'an and Mu Lan got married, they had several in-laws, but the women who married into the Jing'an Palace's mansion the first few times died violently on their wedding nights. Although the Jing'an palace claimed that these women died of illness, it was ...... But how can there be such a coincidence in the world, it must be the cruelty of King Jing'an who killed them. If you marry, you will die......"

King Jing'an admired oak, but no one was more familiar than her. In her previous life, Shi Jingchen was able to ascend the throne by relying on the Prime Minister's Mansion behind her and the support of Shi Chongli.

She has been friends with Shi Chongli for many years, and she knows the other party's temperament clearly, although she is not smiling and looks a little indifferent, but she is by no means a cruel and violent person.

Among them, I am afraid that there is some misunderstanding......

Yan Ruoyun fell into deep thought, but at this moment, Ye Rushi, who was originally crying, suddenly took out a dagger with a cold light.

The faint white light immediately pulled back Yan Ruoyun's thoughts, and a heart hung high: "Mother, what are you going to do?!" ”

Ye Rushi didn't know what she was thinking, and her face was dead: "Since you were born, until now, you have never had a good day in this Taiwei Mansion." Now, he wants to marry into the Jing'an palace instead of Mu Lan. Rather than being tortured to death by others, it is better for us to kill ourselves. Such...... It also spares itself from the torment of others. Yun'er, don't worry, my mother will be with you, on Huangquan Road, we are not alone. ”

As she spoke, she was about to stab Yan Ruoyun with her dagger.

It was not easy to come back to life, how could Yan Ruoyun let himself die again. She used all her strength and hurriedly grabbed Ye Rushi's wrist: "Mother! Calm down! King Jing'an is by no means a cruel and tyrannical person, child...... In fact, the child has long been yearning for King Jing'an in his heart, if he can marry him, his daughter ...... My daughter will be happy too! ”

"Yun'er...... Do you know what you're talking about? ”

Ye Rushi was stunned, her red eyes were round, as if she was stupid.

Yan Ruoyun was weak at this time, and it was a little difficult to speak, but she still reluctantly spoke: "The child was fortunate to have contact with King Jing'an, and although King Jing'an looked a little unkind, he was very good...... You also know that people are terrible, and rumors are not necessarily true. If the child can really get married, it is also a blessing for the child. ”

"......"

Even if Yan Ruoyun said this, Ye Rushi was still worried. After all, before this, King Jing'an had three princesses, and without exception, each of them died on the wedding night.

Even if the rumors are false, they are true.

This is the matter of the wife...... I can't run away after all.

"Mother, King Jing'an has to give three points of courtesy even when the emperor sees him, and he looks extremely handsome, and he has the talent to lead the army. Think about it, who else can compare to him in the huge Shangjing? ”

Ye Rushi's only hope in this life is only Yan Ruoyun, if she can marry a good family, she is willing even if she dies.

Now that I heard Ruoyun say this, my heart was already shaken.

Yan Ruoyun saw all this in his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

She wants to take revenge, if she is just a third lady who is not favored by the Taiwei Mansion, it will be difficult to see Shi Jingchen again in this life. But if it becomes the Jing'an Palace, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Besides, there was one thing she had to figure out.

Her death, whether Chongli was involved in the Jing'an Wang, or whether he knew about it.

If not, that's a good thing.

If there is, she will not let it go. Staying by Shi Chongli's side is even more beneficial.

……

Yan Mulan and Shi Chongli have already made a marriage, and the wedding date is two days later.

From the beginning of the marriage, Yan Mulan's mother and son used their crooked brains and wanted to marry Yan Ruoyun.

In order to prevent Yan Ruoyun from running away halfway, he will only inform about the substitute marriage two days before the wedding date.

Yan Ruoyun finally persuaded Ye Rushi to marry instead of Yan Mulan.

It's just that on the day of marriage, Ye Rushi still cried tears. She took Yan Ruoyun's hand and choked up: "When you arrive at the Jing'an Palace, you must be careful in everything." It's because it's not good for my mother, I didn't let you have a good background, otherwise, I wouldn't have suffered from this......"

"Mother, I've said it all, I'm willing."

Yan Ruoyun comforted Ye Rushi, who had been punished for kneeling in the ancestral hall before, but his body had not yet healed. The legs can't walk, even if they get married today, they can only let people carry them all the way out.

The people who picked up their relatives in Jing'an Palace's palace were waiting outside, and they couldn't delay, no matter how reluctant Ye Rushi was, she could only watch Yan Ruoyun being carried out.

Yan Mulan was outside the door, and when he saw that Yan Ruoyun was carried out, he covered his mouth with a towel and smiled: "Good sister, if you marry into Jing'an Wangfu today, your sister will be happy." In the future, my sister will remember my sister better. Otherwise, my sister doesn't have such a chance. ”

The big red satin embroidered with mandarin ducks covered Yan Ruoyun's head, revealing only a white and delicate chin, and the red lips coated with rouge could be vaguely seen: "That's nature, all of this is thanks to my sister." Even if she dies, her sister will remember her sister. ”

If Mu Lan heard this, he would have been angry. But this time, I thought that Yan Ruoyun would die if she married into the Jing'an Palace, so I didn't bother with her.

It's just that the expression on his face is getting more and more proud.

"My sister's mouth is really getting sharper. But a younger sister is married, and my sister won't say much about it, and I hope that my sister will live comfortably after marrying into the Jing'an Palace. ”

"That's natural, no matter how you say it, you have to live better than your sister. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of my sister and wife's heart. ”

Yan Ruoyun whispered in a low voice, and his voice sounded like a clear spring, but it was also as ruthless as water.

She didn't say much, but she was carried in a sedan chair a lot of times, and she couldn't see the team to greet her relatives, let alone other things. She was still infected with the wind cold, and after sitting in the sedan chair, she shook all the way, and unconsciously, she fell asleep.

When I woke up again, I was already in the wedding room.

The doors and windows of the house were ajar, and occasionally a breeze blew in, and the wick of the red candle swayed twice, casting a large shadow on the wall. The shadows of a few red candles are inseparable, as ambiguous as entangled men and women.

At this moment, the door creaked open, accompanied by a steady and powerful footsteps.