Zixuan put the medicine bottle in her long-sleeved pocket, tidied up the hijab, and when she fought, the hair ornament was a little messy, but fortunately, the hijab could be covered.

She supported the sedan chair of Xi Po's hand outside the sedan chair door, and according to the etiquette and rules taught by her aunt in her memory, she crossed the brazier, held the red silk, bowed to heaven and earth, and offered tea.

When the tea was served, Zixuan learned that the emperor and empress were sitting on the throne to watch the ceremony.

She couldn't help frowning, the royal family attached so much importance to this marriage, who would risk the destruction of the Nine Clans and stab themselves on the way to send off their relatives?

Li Xinran's appearance will never be an accident, but she, even including the stepmother who hides the needle, will never dare to assassinate in such a blatant manner, and there must be greater support behind it.

"Licheng!"

The high-pitched voice of the master of ceremonies interrupted Zixuan's thoughts.

"Thank you, Father and Queen Mother!"

Zixuan heard Wang Zixian's voice at this time, and she seemed to be very weak.

She couldn't help but think that this prince was also a poor person, his mother left early, and he was not loved by the emperor, so he had no one to take care of him since he was a child.

It should not be easy to survive in this center surrounded by power.

Alas...... I don't know what kind of disease he has, and whether there is a possibility of cure.

Zixuan sighed in her heart, took Xi Po's hand and got up, and walked all the way to the bedroom before finally sitting down.

She secretly made up her mind that as long as the prince was not a bad person, no matter what illness he had, she would do her best to save him.

As we all know, the prince was sick and sick, and he was in a wheelchair even when he got married, and the emperor and queen were there, so no one dared to make a mistake, so he let him go back to the cave room early.

Jiadi watched his son being pushed into the cave room, but he was secretly worried in his heart, wondering if the mute girl would be able to take care of Xian'er.

The queen on the side saw the emperor's worry, a flash of edge flashed in her eyes, but her dignified smile did not change at all, and whispered beside Emperor Jia: "The emperor can rest assured, the princess should behave appropriately and be cautious when she salutes, and she should be able to take care of Xian'er." ”

Jiadi glanced at her thoughtfully, if it wasn't for the early report of the secret guard, his daughter-in-law was afraid that she would have died on the way to send her relatives, and he said lightly: "The queen has always been measured. ”

The queen was slightly stunned for a second, smiled dignifiedly, and said: "What the concubines ask is the emperor's wish, and heaven and earth can learn from it." ”

She not only expressed her heartfelt words, but also plucked herself from the assassination of her bride today.

Emperor Jia smiled unchanged for thousands of years, but his eyes were calm with the chill and disgust of deep winter, and he no longer talked to the queen, but only dealt with the ministers who came and went to congratulate him.

In the bedroom, Zixuan withdrew from the maid in the room, lifted the head cover, got up and poured a glass of water to drink, although she had taken medicine in the sedan chair, but her chest and back still had a faint pain, and she was really tired after coping with the wedding banquet at this time.

She returned to sit on the edge of the bed, put down her head again, and sleepiness swept over, thinking that the king might not come for a while, Zixuan leaned on the bed beam and took a nap.

On the empty corridor, Qi Qi was pushing a wheelchair, and he heard a lot of rumors today, and he couldn't help but whisper gloomily: "Master, if you don't kill the mute bride, no one will be disgusted with you." ”

During the wedding banquet, although there was the emperor and queen pressing the scene, it was still inevitable that when the three or two people got together, they whispered in the corner.

What is said to be dumb and sick, what offspring is not sound, what prince sacrifices his mother and concubine to rebel, plots to kill the monarch, and retribution for human life.

He was angry to death, if it wasn't for the master who warned him, he really couldn't help beating those people, as well as the eccentric emperor Lao'er!

Wang Zixian, who was in a wheelchair, did not reply to what Qi Qi said just now, nor did he move.

Qi Qi waited for a while, thinking that the master had acquiesced, and looked in the direction of the bedroom, and his murderous intent suddenly rose.

He let go of the wheelchair, but as soon as he took half a step forward, he was hit in the knee by a stone and bent down in pain.

Qi Qi turned around and knelt down, and said excitedly: "Master, do you really want to accept a mute as a bride?" Even if you die by yourself, you don't want to see you suffer such a great shame. ”

Wang Zixian said slowly: "I understand your intentions, but if you are so reckless, go to Wuzhu Mountain to receive the punishment by yourself, and you don't need to kneel to me again." ”

His slightly hoarse voice was extremely penetrating and intimidating, and it was no longer the sickly speaking emperor's son at the wedding banquet just now.

"Master!" Qi Qi looked at him unwillingly.

The sunlight shone through the eaves and tiles, shining on the prince's handsome but slightly pale face, and between his expression and demeanor, it was a nobility that could not be desecrated.

Qi Qi instantly understood what he should do, and said solemnly: "Yes!" ”

Wang Zixian looked at the setting sun in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "Push me to the bedroom." ”