When she came out of the Yuan State Mansion, He Weiguo wanted to send a carriage to send her, but He Lan politely refused.

She needed to be alone.

Walking in the snow-covered Yanjing City, He Lan's heart has never panicked.

As long as she remembered the scene she saw at night, she was like a burning anger, and then imagined that Lin Yao would wear a wedding dress to marry another woman, Helan couldn't wait to tear her heart apart!

Maybe then I won't be jealous.

What Helan didn't notice was that not far behind her, there was a figure following him, keeping the distance just right.

All the way back to King Yao's Mansion, looking at the three words on the plaque, her heart sank and sank.

"Princess." The guard at the door bowed his hand to her.

He Lan didn't look up, and went straight to Fanghuayuan after entering the mansion.

And not long after she entered, a figure appeared again at the gate of the palace.

The guards arched their hands: "Lord Wang." ”

Lonely Yao stood there looking in the direction of Fanghuayuan, feeling very flustered.

He knew that He Lan was angry, and he also knew that He Lan was calm enough, otherwise tonight would not have ended so easily.

The more people with this temperament, if he shamelessly leans up, it will only make her more angry and annoying, and he can only wait for He Lan to dissipate his anger before explaining.

*

For the next two days, Lonely Yao did not take the initiative to appear.

Helan didn't ask him about his whereabouts.

Today, it is the day of marrying the concubine in the silent night, she chose a very plain dress, it is moonlight, if you don't look carefully, you think it is white.

Today is not only a day of great joy, but also a day of mourning.

He Lan sat in front of the mirror, casually took three silver hairpins, and inserted them in the bun casually, the same white pearl earrings, slightly powdered, eyebrows and eyes were cold, and the cold air was pressing.

The two slaves and maids could see that the princess seemed to be in a bad mood in the past two days, and the prince had never come.

Although the prince would ask them every day what the princess had done today, and personally cooked three meals for Fuzhu to deliver, he did not dare to step into Fanghuayuan for half a step.

*

The Night King's Mansion.

The deep winter season could not stop the enthusiasm of the guests, and the officials who came to congratulate the guests were in an endless stream to congratulate the night.

When He Lan got down from the carriage, he was wearing a white cloak, which was quickly noticed by Silent Night, and his face suddenly darkened.

On his big day, this woman was dressed in white!

He Lan deliberately ignored his black face, "Congratulations to the imperial brother for finally finding the person he likes." ”

"You!" Silent Night approached her and gritted his teeth and said, "You're a heart, aren't you?" ”

"Oh?" He Lan blinked, "It's indeed sincere." ”

Silent Night's eyes are on fire, and I want to strangle her!

Then I heard He Lan smile and said: "Sincerely congratulate the imperial brother, is the imperial brother not satisfied?" ”

Silent Night clenched his fists and sneered: "My brother and sister are very sharp, just keep this momentum inside, Brother Huang thinks that my brother and sister will be satisfied." ”

He Lan entered the hall in light-colored clothes, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, if nothing else, this white color is indeed too eye-catching in the mansion where people get married.

But Helan bypassed them nonchalantly, and after a glance, the smile on her face stiffened for a moment.

The guests who come have their own seats and are not allowed to sit around, and she, as a princess, naturally has exclusive seats.

It's just that in her original position, Fan Yiyao was sitting at this time, and Fan Yiyao's side was a black-clothed lonely Yao.

Such a scene made everyone suddenly look at the excitement.

Lin Zeyin also saw this scene when he came in, and secretly said that he had suffered it.