At this time, a father-in-law walked in and saluted Feng Yuanqing: "Your Royal Highness King Lan, don't miss the auspicious time, please go to the post station with the slave to greet your relatives!"

Qi Xiang glanced at Feng Yuanqing, and when he saw Feng Yuanqing nodding, he waved to his father-in-law to signal him to leave.

When the father-in-law turned to leave, Qi Xiang suddenly stopped him: "Slow!"

The father-in-law immediately stopped and turned around: "What else does Qi Xiang command?"

"Do you just go to the post station to greet your relatives? What about Jiang Shaolan, the daughter of the Jiang family?"

The father-in-law looked like he should have said, "Of course, I just went to the post house to welcome the princess of Lan, the daughter of the Jiang family is just a side concubine, and after the concubine enters from the main gate, she has worshiped her parents of heaven and earth, and the side concubine can enter through the side door, and then enter tea with Princess Lan."

Qi Xiang frowned.

"Qi Xiang, you are also the prime minister of our Shangzhou, when did you see the emperor's concubine and need to go to greet him? Even Concubine Qi entered the palace through the side door, except for the concubine who could walk through the main gate, she was just a concubine! You can only go to the wrong door, don't you understand this point?" The father-in-law glanced at Qi Xiang and said sneeringly.

Qi Xiang's face darkened.

How did he forget this stubble, he originally thought that he would marry Jiang Zhong at this time, and he would have some help in the future, but he forgot that the side concubine was always just a concubine.

"Okay, the slave is leaving, please prepare quickly." The father-in-law snorted coldly and walked away.

The expression on Qi Xiang's face was unpredictable.

Feng Yuanqing walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Grandfather, don't think too much, you are a smart person, how to choose yourself is the most knowing."

After speaking, Feng Yuanqing left.

Qi Xiang was left to sit alone in the chair, his face cloudy.

He is a smart person, Feng Yuanqing is right.

Feng Yuanqing's ambitions have been revealed.

He is no longer the ignorant hairy boy he used to be.

His head was already working.

Qi Xiang sighed, and had to obediently cooperate with Feng Yuanqing.

Today is the wedding banquet of the Second Prince's Mansion, he has to stand up well, don't let this wedding banquet mess up!

At this moment, the Jiang Mansion is also in a hurry.

Mrs. Jiang was directing the maidservants to dress Jiang Shaolan, and the maids were very busy.

"Miss, today is a big day, you want to be beautiful, you must not make a face!"

Jiang Shaolan's face was very pale, her eye sockets were deep, and there was no blood on her face, she looked like she had been drained of blood, and her whole person was skinny.

Since the emperor gave her marriage, she has been looking forward to today's arrival, who would have thought that some time ago her father came to tell her that one of Feng Yuanqing's maidservants was pregnant.

This made her jealous to the extreme!

Why!

She is the dignified daughter of the Jiang family, even if she is not as good as a princess, she can't compare to a little!

Jiang Shaolan's face flashed with strong unwillingness, and she clenched her fists tightly.

Someone came to the palace just now, saying that she couldn't wear red, she had to wear pink, and Feng Yuanqing would not come to the prefect's mansion to marry, she had to sit in a sedan chair and enter through the side door of the second prince's mansion.

The most important thing is that she must also give tea to Concubine Lan!

At the thought of going to make tea for that Zichu princess, Jiang Shaolan's face turned even paler, and she wanted to rush out immediately to ask Feng Yuanqing now, but she couldn't.

She's got to be patient!

"Mother, I ......"

Madame Jiang glared at her: "Don't talk nonsense, today is your big day, don't let your father know, or I'll blame you again."

Jiang Shaolan shook her head bitterly: "I know, mother, don't worry!"

The maid who had been waiting next to her brought a basin of water, Jiang Shaolan washed her face, and then asked the maids to comb their hair.

She looked at her haggard self in the mirror, and suddenly asked, "Mother, did you say that Feng Yuanqing would visit me in the church?"

Madame Jiang was stunned for a moment, then sighed lightly and said, "Daughter, you are just his side concubine, I guess you don't need it."

"Won't I want to see him and another woman under his nose in the future?" Jiang Shaolan said, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Lan'er, don't think about it too much, if Feng Yuanqing is in that position, there will be more concubines below, are you jealous? All you have to do is capture a man's heart!" Madame Chiang spoke earnestly and comfortingly.

Jiang Shaolan lowered her head and did not speak.

"Okay, don't think about it, look at how thin you've been these days!" Madame Jiang looked distressed.

She has been worried about her daughter's condition for the past few days, but she didn't dare to ask her daughter, for fear that it would backfire.

Jiang Shaolan raised her head, barely squeezed out a smile, and said to Mrs. Jiang, "Mother, don't worry, I am the concubine of the Jiang family, although I can't compare to the princess of Xichu in terms of identity, but since ancient times, there has not been no side concubine sitting in the position of queen, not to mention that if I can have a son and a half daughter, it will be the eldest son."

"Yes, it's best if you could think so! You are now Feng Yuanqing's side concubine, and you will be able to occupy a high position in the harem in the future, you can't be depressed because of this incident, you know?" Madame Jiang admonished.

"Mother can rest assured that the daughter knows." Jiang Shaolan bowed slightly, secretly making up her mind in her heart.

She will never give up on this matter!

Jiang Shaolan had a plan in her heart, and the expression on her face suddenly got much better, she dressed up in the mirror, and then Shi Shiran left the main room.

She walked all the way to the gate of the house and saw the sedan chair waiting at the door.

Jiang Shaolan sat in the sedan chair with the support of the maidservant, and the sedan curtain fell.

"Up!" The sedan chair driver gave an order, and the sedan chair immediately moved.

In the post station, Zichu also changed into a wedding dress under the service of the maidservant.

Today is her happy day, and she also deliberately wore a red embroidered skirt with a hundred butterflies and peonies, and the skirt was outlined with gold threads with complex patterns, which looked gorgeous and exquisite.

Zi Chu's makeup is very light and looks very innocent.

"Princess, the hour is almost up, and King Lan is already waiting outside the door." The maid reminded.

"Okay, I see." Zichu nodded, stood up, and walked out the door.

She stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking into the distance, with a little less expectation in her heart, maybe it was because the person she married was not Feng Yuanchen, so she felt a little lost!

The entrance of the post station was not very lively, but seemed extremely deserted.

Feng Yuanqing saw Zi Chu coming out, so he greeted him.

"Let's go." After Feng Yuanqing finished speaking, he reached out to hold Zichu.

Zi Chu slightly avoided his touch, and said lightly, "You get on the horse first, and I can walk into the sedan chair myself."

As she spoke, she turned around and asked the maid to help her walk towards the sedan chair.

Feng Yuanqing frowned, and he stretched out his hand to grab Zi Chu's arm: "This is not appropriate, right? I'm here to marry you, are you going to make people see the joke?"