Although from now on, her young lady will be the most noble woman in the world, but she is also very reluctant to leave the Zhenguo Mansion.

She has served the young lady since she was a child, and her attachment to Zhenguo Mansion is also deep.

But where the young lady is, she follows.

She saw that the young lady clenched the handkerchief in her hand, thinking that the young lady was nervous, right?

She couldn't help but put her hand on the back of Miss's hand, and said in a firm tone: "Miss, the slave will always be with you." ”

Lu Liangwei listened to her firm words, his heart warmed, and the original hesitation seemed to have been dispelled a lot, and said funny: "How can I listen to your tone, as if I am looking at death?" Is the palace that scary? ”

Zhuyu heard that she could joke, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but said with a straight face: "Miss, the palace is really terrifying, but Miss has the emperor's protection, so we don't have to be afraid." ”

Before leaving, the old lady specially called her to her and carefully told her a lot of things to pay attention to.

As Miss's personal girl, she doesn't need to be specially advised by the old lady, and she will put Miss first in everything.

She'll protect Miss!

Hearing what Zhuyu said, Lu Liang smiled and was noncommittal.

On this day, after the emperor married the second miss of the Lu family, the whole country celebrated, which was destined to become a good story.

……

When the people were watching Lu Liangwei's flowers and walking towards the palace, outside the palace gate, Long Ying, dressed in a red emperor's auspicious suit, was waiting there with hundreds of civil and military officials.

If it weren't for his scruples, he would go to the Zhenguo Mansion to greet his relatives, which would cause everyone's panic, and he would definitely go to greet Weiwei in person.

For this reason, he was a little sorry in his heart, because he couldn't go to the Zhenguo Mansion to marry Lu Liangwei in person.

Long Chi glanced at Uncle Huang's fiery red clothes, and his eyes were gloomy.

It was the first time he had seen Uncle Huang dressed so festively.

The fiery red auspicious clothes set off the imperial uncle even more handsome and extraordinary, like a god.

He stood there with a faint expression, but between his eyebrows and eyes, there was a clear hint of joy and urgency.

Long Chi lowered his eyes, and snorted coldly in his heart.

Originally, the emperor married the queen, and he only had to wait in the palace, and he had officials from the Ministry of Etiquette to welcome the bride to the palace, but the emperor's uncle couldn't wait to personally lead the civil and military officials to the palace gate.

Uncle Huang broke the rules for Lu Liangwei, was he afraid that others would not know his importance to Lu Liangwei?

A dying person, tonight's cave room candle night, won't the emperor be embarrassed?

If it doesn't work, why dominate others?

Now I look at how energetic I am, and the oil inside has long been exhausted.

Even if Long Chi no longer disdains what Long Martingale did to Lu Liangwei, deep down, he hides crazy jealousy.

No matter how dilapidated Uncle Huang's body is, he is indeed the one who marries Lu Liangwei today.

On the night of candles in the cave room, how would he treat Lu Liangwei?

Long Chi's hand in his wide sleeve was clenched into a fist.

Originally, Lu Liangwei should belong to him, even if it was a woman he didn't want, he didn't want others to pick it up.

"Miss Lu Er's chariot has arrived—"

The voice of the inner attendant pierced the sky and almost burst Long Chi's eardrums.

He Huo Ran looked up, and sure enough, he saw Lu Liangwei's flower chariot, surrounded by the guards and officials of the Ministry of Rites, slowly coming towards this side.

He subconsciously took a step, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Uncle Huang had already mounted his horse to greet him.

Next to the flower, Chu Jiu knocked on the carriage and said in a low voice: "The emperor is here." ”

In the carriage, Lu Liang heard the words and suddenly became nervous.

The dragon martingale rode a horse and looked at the flower chariot in front of him, with a glimmer of light in his eyes and a spotted smile.