On the eighteenth day of the lunar month, Murong Mansion held a low-key happy event, and Murong Shen, the eldest son of the Murong family, married a girl from Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department and entered the door.

Qingzhou is at war, and the prince is recuperating in the palace, how dare Murong Mansion be public at such a time. On the happy day of Murong Shen's marriage, he only invited relatives, friends, and clansmen to come to the door.

Either way, it's a great event. Murong Shen, who was already twenty-three years old, finally married a wife. The entire Murong family breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Murong was radiant and beaming, and General Murong also took off his usual seriousness and led his sons and nephews to greet the guests.

"Your guest has arrived!" A personal soldier hurriedly came to report: "General Qiqi, the prince of Beihai and the princess of Beihai have come to congratulate him in person."

Xu Jing and Zhao Xiyan are both here?

General Murong's brows twisted slightly, and then he returned to normal, turned his head and said to Mrs. Murong, "Your Excellency is here, you go with me to greet you."

That Zhao Xiyan is what kind of distinguished guest.

Mrs. Murong pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but as soon as she looked up, she saw her husband glancing at her warning and had to answer.

General Murong reminded lightly: "The former Zhao Sixth Girl is now a noble princess. When you meet, speak respectfully, and do not offend your nobles."

Mrs. Murong responded with grievances.

Thinking that at the beginning, when Zhao Xiyan first entered the capital, she went to Zhao's mansion with great power. As a result, instead of being pretty, he was humiliated and became a joke in the circle of noblewomen in the capital.

After that, Mrs. Murong never saw Zhao Xiyan again. It was Murong Yan who didn't deal with Zhao Xiyan very much, and they clashed a few times, and every time they were so angry that they came back.

In short, new hatreds and old hatreds came to her heart together, and Mrs. Murong felt bad in her heart.

The mood is more complicated, it is none other than Murong Shen.

He knew that Xu Jing would come, but he didn't expect that Zhao Xiyan would also come.

On the day when Zhao Xiyan and Xu Jing visited the church, he stood beside the prince and saw the end from the beginning. Today, Zhao Xiyan will also watch him marry a wife and enter the door.

"Today is the big day for you to marry your wife," General Murong's voice sounded in his ears, "Be happy."

Murong Shen nodded, squeezed out a smile, and went to the main gate with his father to greet the distinguished guests.

Xu Jing is wearing a scarlet brocade robe today, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face is like a crown of jade, handsome and noble.

Zhao Xiyan was wearing a light violet skirt, because the weather was cold, Luo was wearing a thick cloak outside the skirt, and the fluffy and soft white mink fur surrounded the beautiful face.

The young couple held hands, smiled and looked at each other, both tenderness and sweetness.

Murong Shen raised his eyes and looked at the sky, today's sunlight was too dazzling.

Everyone greeted each other with a salute.

Xu Jing smiled, "You are all exempt from courtesy."

Zhao Xiyan also said softly: "Today, Captain Murong is newly married, and I came with my son to congratulate him, so there is a lot of trouble."

Mrs. Murong had to squeeze out a smile and respond, "The princess came in person, which is the dignity of our Murong family. Invite the princess to sit in the inner hall."

For such a happy event, the male guests are in the front yard of the main hall, and the female relatives are going to the backyard of the inner house.

Zhao Xiyan admired the embarrassed appearance of Mrs. Murong who had to bend down and bow her head, smiled unhurriedly, and slowly walked inside with the support of hostas and begonias.

Actually, she could not have come today. However, it is always pleasant to be able to stab Murong Shen's eyes and add to the Murong clan by the way.

There are many female relatives who come to Murong Mansion to congratulate today, and there are both first-class and second-class ladies. As soon as Zhao Xiyan, the super-qualified princess, appeared, all the noblewomen bent down and saluted, giving up the top position.

Zhao Xiyan didn't push, and sat down with a smile.

A wife is a husband, and in this capital, the only one who can make her bow her head now is Queen Su.

What happened in the palace was tacitly understood by all the noblewomen. If Xu Jing really has a day of great luck, Zhao Xiyan in front of him will be the future princess.

None of the ladies are stupid, at this time, first mix up their faces, say good things, and don't waste anything

What's the matter?

"After the princess married into the Beihai Palace, she never came out and walked around, and she finally showed up today." Mrs. Zhou was the first to open her mouth and laugh.

Another lady immediately took over with a smile: "The princess has a noble status, and she is young and tender-faced, so she is naturally not like you and me, she is old and thick-skinned, and she walks around."

"In a few days, it will be the New Year, and when the time comes, we will go to the palace to pay New Year's greetings to the princess, and the princess should not think that we are diligent and bothered." The other lady took over with a smile.

Everyone, you say a word to me, and you praise and welcome each other. Zhao Xiyan listened with a smile and responded to a sentence or two from time to time.

Mrs. Murong looked at this scene, and her nose was almost crooked.

These ladies are all masters who step on the low and hold the high and see the wind and make the rudder. It's hard to say whether Xu Jing can establish a reserve, so he rushed to curry favor one by one.

Bah!

Mrs. Murong was full of displeasure.

Zhao Xiyan's gaze swept over. Madam Murong squeezed out a smile and opened her mouth to compliment: "The princess is radiant today, and she seems to be happy."

Zhao Xiyan smiled but did not speak.

Mrs. Zhou's heart moved, and she faintly guessed a few points. The eyes of the rest of the ladies swept over Zhao Xiyan's lower abdomen, intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, they don't see anything.

The weather was cold, Zhao Xiyan was dressed thickly, and his lower abdomen was mediocre.

At noon, Zhao Xiyan picked some light bites and quickly put down his chopsticks.

Recently, the morning sickness reaction has been much lighter, otherwise, I would have lost my temper in front of everyone.

Mrs. Zhou saw it in her eyes, and her heart became more and more aware. Mrs. Zhou peeked into Zhao Xiyan's side and laughed softly, "The princess has to be careful in her behavior."

Zhao Xiyan smiled slightly: "Thank you Mrs. Zhou for reminding me."

The men form a party in the court, and you fight and I fight. The ladies and dependents socialize and come and go, and the same waves underflow you and me.

Xu Jing has been pushed to the eyes of everyone by the crown prince, and she, the princess of the Beihai King, cannot retreat, and has to deal with the complex and delicate situation with her husband.

The hosta quietly walked over and whispered a few words.

Zhao Xiyan nodded slightly, whispered to everyone, and then got up to leave.

Xu Jing stood outside the weeping flower gate and waited for her.

The afternoon sun was blazing, and Xu Jing's smiling face was even more dazzling than the sun.

Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled, and slowly stepped forward. Xu Jing grinned and held Zhao Xiyan's hand: "The banquet is over, let's go back to the palace."

Zhao Xiyan smiled and snuggled up to her husband affectionately.

The two young couples got into the carriage and slowly returned to the palace. As soon as he entered the palace, Xu Erwu walked over quickly, his eyes shining: "Shizi, great news, Xu San sent someone to send a letter back, they have caught Zhou Sui."

What?

Caught Zhou Sui?!

Zhao Xiyan trembled with excitement, and quickly stepped forward: "Hurry up and give me the letter."