The night pavilion is leisurely walking, the hazy night clouds come and go, and the road is difficult to dream.

In the summer of the fifteenth year of Xinghe, Emperor Zhang issued an edict.

Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said, when the prime minister Mu Dexuan's daughter Mu Ling, dignified and beautiful, both literary and moral, Zhuer is the princess of Ding'an. Ling Miaozhu, the daughter of Ling Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of War, is smart and elegant, Lan Qianhui, and is the princess of Dingqing. Xia Yuanshan, the daughter of Taishi Xia Fushi, behaved elegantly, and was delicate and cultivated, and was named Princess Dingwen. The big wedding is scheduled for June 18.

The concubine selection ceremony, which had been silent for five months, finally came to an end.

In five days, the wedding day of the three princes will be held, and I will not be happy or sad. It was meant to be sooner or later, but it seemed to come later than I expected. On the fingers, it took five months to choose a concubine. From early spring to late summer, it was so good.

Because the prince's wedding is approaching, there is not enough manpower in the Textile Pavilion, and Xiyun and I have been transferred to the Textile Pavilion to work. The phoenix crown and xia veil prepared for the newcomer are also in a hurry.

The rising sun hung high, the light was slanting in all directions, and the whole palace was a little more alive. It seems that this place has always been vibrant, but I don't know that there is open and secret fighting inside.

As soon as I finished breakfast, Gonggong Liu of the Textile Pavilion instructed Xiyun and I to send the freshly made phoenix crown to Lingxiao Palace. I didn't want to do it in my heart, but I couldn't shirk it. Now go to Lingxiao Palace, if you see Rong Haoxuan, what should you say.

There was no one waiting outside the vermilion gate of Lingxiao Palace, could it be that the wedding was approaching, and even the guards were busy? Xiyun and I walked through the gate and walked towards the main hall.

"Girl." Looking back, I saw Cui'er smiling behind us, her smile always made me feel familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

"Miss Cui'er, we are here to send the wedding dress to the prince, should we leave it to you." I hurriedly spoke, I just wanted to leave as soon as possible after handing over the wedding dress to Cui'er.

"Leave it to me! There are so many people who send things today, my hands are about to soften, and the prince's wedding will be tiring a lot of people! By the way, our prince went to Qifeng Palace to say hello to the queen, do you want to wait for our princess to come back. "After receiving the wedding dress we offered, she looked at me with a serious face.

I shook my head, "No, we're going to get back to work!" I took my leave first. "Right now, I just want to get out of this place that I see as right and wrong as soon as possible.

He turned around and was about to leave with Xiyun, but he saw Rong Haoxuan staring at us from a distance of a few feet.

He walked towards me quickly, grabbed my hand without saying a word, and left the Lingxiao Palace, leaving Cui'er and Xiyun stunned.

It is still this pond, and it is still blooming with lotus flowers, but it is not as prosperous as it was at that time, and it is a little less gorgeous and colorful. It wasn't until we reached the edge of the pond that he let go of my hand. Along the way, my hand hurt from her grip.

"You really don't want to be my concubine." His back was to me, but I could also feel the loneliness on his face.

"Lord Wang, you are now the eldest son. The emperor and the queen are full of expectations and hopes for you, and you should do what a prince should do. I said this calmly, although I hate her mother and the people of the family, I still hope that he can be a good prince.

He suddenly turned around and looked at me sharply, "Speaking of which, you don't want to be my concubine at all in your heart, as you said, you have already promised others." He said the last few words very quietly, perhaps in his heart, he did not want to say this.