Ye Zhiwei waited in the carriage for a while before coming out of the mansion.

Before getting into the carriage, she vaguely heard the wind and twilight cold instruct Tsing Yi: "Go to Li Jia's wedding room in the west of the city." ”

Ye Zhiwei blinked, "Aren't we going back now?" ”

Feng Duhan replied vaguely, "The King of England is over there, looking for me something." ”

Since the King of England and Gu Xiuting, the daughter of Prime Minister Zuo, got married, she rarely heard about him, and suddenly she couldn't help but be a little stunned when she mentioned King Ying.

Feng Duhan noticed the little uneasiness in her heart, and advised, "If you don't want to go in for a while, you can stay in the car, and your husband will leave Tsing Yi to accompany you." ”

Ye Zhiwei smiled, "Since they have all arrived at the door, there is no reason not to go in, why don't I go to see them worship heaven and earth." Seeing that they were having such a bad time, she was relieved.

Li Jia's house is not big, and there are several carriages parked at the door, all of which look extremely ordinary, and they can't be compared with those in front of the Zhenguo Mansion at all.

You don't have to enter the door to guess that those guests who come here must not be as good as the status of the Zhenguo Mansion.

That's why the King of England deliberately chose such an occasion that had nothing to do with him to meet with Feng Duhan in private.

The steward of the house was surprised and delighted when he saw the carriage of the Nanwang Mansion, and hurriedly drove the other carriages away until they were taken to the gate.

As soon as Feng Duhan got out of the car, an attendant came to the door and whispered, "His Royal Highness has been waiting for a long time." ”

Feng Duhan was not in a hurry to leave with the attendant, but first helped Ye Zhiwei get out of the car, and then told Tsing Yi a few words, and then entered the gate of the mansion with an expressionless face.

Ye Zhiwei took a bunch of maids and wives into the door, and no matter where she went, this formation attracted countless inquiring eyes.

The women's table was placed in the small garden of the south courtyard, and Ye Zhiwei had not yet sat when she passed, and a woman in a honey bean-colored dress was accompanying Li Jia's mother to greet the guests.

When I saw Ye Zhiwei coming, I was stunned.

A wife who knew Ye Zhiwei kindly introduced: "This is the princess of Nanwang." ”

Mother Li is in her forties, and her face is not badly maintained, so she took the woman around her to come forward to salute.

After being introduced, Ye Zhiwei learned that the woman next to Li's mother was Li Jia's eldest sister, Li Yuan, because this was the first time they met, Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but look at her twice.

Li Yuansheng is quite standard, the woman is dressed, the clothes are very particular, but the color is not gorgeous, she saw Ye Zhiwei's eyes fall on her, so she said: "I didn't expect us to have the opportunity to meet a wonderful person like you, I heard that the prince of Nanwang is the youngest and promising general in the dynasty, and the princess is blessed." Her eyes rolled back and forth as she spoke, shrewd but less steady.

Ye Zhiwei smiled faintly, "My cousin can marry Li Gongzi, and she is also a blessed person." ”

Everyone around him immediately agreed, and Li Yuan wanted to interject a few more words, but he couldn't find an opportunity.

Those ladies are all around Ye Zhiwei, and it is usually impossible to see the princess of Nanwang with their identity, so they are all desperately squeezing to her side, trying to grab the best position so that they can be close to each other.

Li Yuan's face was slightly embarrassed, Mother Li glanced at her, this was obviously Li Zhai, but now Ye Zhiwei has become the protagonist, and they instantly became a foil.

Ye Zhiwei noticed that the banquet was a little deserted, although she didn't see the scene outside on the day of her wedding to Feng Duhan, she could feel it just by listening to the sound, and there were not many guests here today.

Those Gaomen mansions were just looking at the face of the Zhenguo Mansion, and sent people to send congratulatory gifts and went back, refusing to stay to eat and drink at all.

The guests invited by the Li Mansion are all businessmen's families, and their behavior is inevitably a little worldly, and Li's mother can't look down on it, but there is no way, Li Jia and Ye Yaoqin have an accident, and he wants to stay in the capital, so he can only gain a foothold in the name of the Zhenguo Mansion.

As soon as the auspicious time arrived, the sedan chair to welcome the relatives entered the house.

The bride stepped over the brazier, crossed the saddle, and the two worshipped.

Ye Zhiwei is protected by a maid and a woman, and those ladies who want to slap her can't come forward at all, especially Tsing Yi standing behind Ye Zhiwei with an expressionless face, with a long sword hanging behind her waist, standing there majestic, not angry and self-threatening, which is daunting.

Ye Yaoqin entered the cave room, Li Jia lifted her hijab, and everyone let out a sound of admiration, praising the bride for her good-looking birth, as beautiful as a fairy.

Ye Yaoqin raised her head and glanced at Li Jia quickly, she had seen Li Jia's appearance, but this look really surprised her.

Li Jia's face was dull, and there were faint unhealed scars on his face, which was not at all the appearance of the graceful jade tree in the wind before.

Ye Yaoqin's heart couldn't help but feel a little lost.

After drinking a glass of wine, someone made a joke and joked about Li Jia, Ye Yaoqin took the opportunity to look at everyone in the cave room, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a gorgeous figure standing at the door.

Ye Zhiwei stood there leisurely, looking at the new house.

Ye Yaoqin's dowry is piled up in the room, and it is said that under normal circumstances, only part of it is enough, but Ye Yaoqin's dowry is only so much, so she has to put all of them out as a façade.

Ye Zhiwei's eyes swept from the room, the official kiln tea set on the table was obviously not a set, it looked a little thin there, the jade interstitial screen had a very poor luster, and it was a bargain at a glance, and the quilt style on the bed was also a little old.

Ye Zhiwei smiled.

It seems that Ye Yaoqin has been completely abandoned by Ye Dongzhou.

After the Li family was divorced, Ye Dongzhou became obsessed with the new aunt in the backyard, she was still pregnant with Ye Dongzhou's child in her belly, Ye Dongzhou didn't have the heart to care about her at all, and he wanted to marry her off soon.

I don't know who said in a low voice: "Isn't this bride the eldest granddaughter of Zhenguo Gong, this dowry is too shabby, even small families don't have such ......."

Someone booed, and the voice gradually fell down, and it was no longer heard.

But everyone in the room had already heard that, and the scene became awkward for a while.

The maids around Ye Yaoqin all lowered their heads in shame.

Ye Yaoqin stared at her, she was looking at Ye Zhiwei at the door.

Although there was no language between the two, Ye Yaoqin knew that Ye Zhiwei must be laughing at her in her heart at this time.

Everyone in the new room looked for the reason and dragged Li Jia out to drink, and after they all left, Ye Yaoqin found that Ye Zhiwei's figure had disappeared.

"Miss......" The maid beside Ye Yaoqin comforted, "Miss don't be angry, when Gongzi Li finds a good errand, the days will be fine in the future." ”

Ye Yaoqin bit her lip tightly, her only hope now was on Li Jia.

If he can enter the palace and get a good job, she will be able to follow the infinite scenery in the future, even if she is a lady with a few grades, it is possible.

Ye Zhiwei left the new house and was not in a hurry to go back, but walked slowly along the courtyard, as if looking for someone.

Tsing Yi and the others followed behind, and they were not in a hurry to urge her.

Ye Zhiwei stopped after walking around the corner of a corridor, and behind the pillars at the end of the corridor, a woman in a monk's robe sits.

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Ye Zhiwei's mouth and walked towards the woman......