After riding a horse through the streets, Wen Qian lived alone in the Zhuangyuan Mansion.

There is only a couple of old wives and husbands who are guarding the door in the house, which makes Wen Qian, who has to do everything by herself, very unaccustomed.

She thought that the order of appointment should not be delivered so quickly, she might as well go to the slave market to buy a few servants first, so that she can concentrate on the next thing.

Wen Qian threw the book in her hand, got up and left the study room. As soon as she reached the front yard, she heard footsteps coming from the gate.

The father-in-law who announced the decree led a group of court ladies and eunuchs to the Zhuangyuan Mansion, and found that the old couple was still guarding the gate, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the two of them arrogantly, "We ask you, is the number one scholar in the mansion?"

The husband and wife looked at the proud leader, knelt down tremblingly and replied: "Report to father-in-law, the number one scholar is in the study."

"Go tell Mr. Zhuangyuan, let her come out to receive the imperial decree, and remember to prepare the incense table!"

"Yes." The two looked at each other, got up and ran to the gate of the mansion.

"No need, I'm ready." Wen Qian arrived when the lead father-in-law was talking, and immediately understood why they came, and immediately went to the house to move the incense table out.

The leading father-in-law looked up and saw that Wen Qian had not only set up the incense table in the yard, but even plugged in the incense and was ready, his eyes flashed with satisfaction.

He slowly took out a roll of bright yellow silk from his sleeve, and shouted: "The champion of the new department, Wen Qian, kneel down to accept the imperial edict!"

"Yes, my servant accepts the order." Wen Qian handed the fire folder to the old woman, and ordered, "Light some incense!"

"Yes, my lord champion." The moment the old woman took the torch and lit the incense.

Wen Qian lifted her skirt, put her hands on the ground, and squatted down.

That's right!It's squatting!
Kneeling is impossible, anyway, with skirts and incense cases as cover, it is impossible for them to discover their small movements.

"The number one scholar in the new department is Wenqian, talented, beautiful and intelligent. With the gift of the emperor, I specially marry the emperor's younger brother Yufan to you. I hope you will be grateful to God and love the common people. You will get married in three days, and this is yours!"

The decree was read out.

Wen Qian stood up from the ground after thanking her.

Looking up, the street outside Zhuangyuan's Mansion was crowded with people and extremely noisy.

In an instant, she saw the three sisters of the Mo family, and at the same time Mo Xuan who was wearing a veil.

Wen Qian calmed down, took out the reward silver with a smile on her face, and sent away all the eunuchs and maids who announced the decree.

He also ordered the old couple to reward the people watching the excitement outside the mansion with a few copper coins.

Wen Qian also took the opportunity to come to the Mo family, left a sentence in Mo Xuan's ear: "Trust me", then turned and entered the Zhuangyuan Mansion.

Mo Xuan stared at Wen Qian's back, as slender as a crescent moon.

A pair of big, clear eyes flashed a deep wave of light, and there was a little probing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Is she the princess?

Then is she the crown princess with real memory, or the crown princess with no memory?
If it wasn't for the brothers of the Mo family who were jealous of him, when he was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, they would sneer at him, dirty his food on purpose, and even rough him up.

I don't want to, but this aroused the arrogance in his heart. During the push and push, his forehead hit the corner of the ancestral hall table, which aroused his memory.

He still doesn't know how to get rid of the illusion arranged by the love flower tree!

It's really a misfortune and a blessing.

Reminiscent of himself who has no real memory, but is so infatuated with Wen Qian, Mo Xuan's face can't help getting hot, and his heart is pounding like a deer.

"Xuan'er, what did Wen Qian tell you?" Mo Bao looked at the closed Zhuangyuan Mansion, then turned to ask Mo Xuan who was blushing.

"She only said two words, trust her!" Mo Xuan's eyes rolled, and he returned to his original gentle demeanor.

"Trust her? Hmph!"

Mo Jin sneered, angry and impatient: "She has become the daughter-in-law of the royal family now, how can we trust her? Could she be a spy sent by the empress to persuade us to offer the Son of Heaven sword?"

Mo Yin had a pair of secretive eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised a sarcasm smile: "No, since she said she believed her, let's take another look!"

"Second sister, trust her so much?" Mo Jin looked at Mo Yin in surprise.

Mo Yin raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Mo Xuan: "I don't believe her, but I believe that she will not let Mo Xuan go!"

Mo Bao nodded approvingly, and said with a smile: "Haha, the second sister is still the smartest. Presumably that Wen Qian has become the royal daughter-in-law, and she will definitely have one heart with us, after all, Xuan'er is her ideal!"

"Third Sister is right, let's go." Mo Jin strode forward with his hands behind his back.

Mo Yin glanced at Mo Bao with displeasure, and followed quickly.

Mo Bao touched his head in confusion, and obediently followed behind the two.

Three days later.

Wen Qian stood in the center of the lobby wearing the bride's gorgeous long dress, next to the groom who was covered with a hijab.

There were a lot of laughing guests standing around, and Mo Xuan was among the guests, looking coldly at the two worshipers in the center.

"It's time to worship! Bride, why is the groom standing still?"

"Haha, bride, the groom must be so happy!"

"This year's No. [-] Scholar is really lucky. To marry the prince of the royal family is really a man of talent and beauty!"

"Yes, yes! The two are a match made in heaven!"

Amidst the noise of the guests around, bursts of blessings flew into Wen Qian's ears.

Through these blessings, Wen Qian understood that it was time to pay homage, and Lei Yufan, who only hoped to recover his memory, should not blame himself.

The master of ceremonies next to him received the hint from Wen Qian's eyes, and immediately shouted: "The auspicious time has come, it's time to worship!"

"Yeah!" Wen Qian nodded, expressing her cooperation.

"Bow to heaven and earth!" the master of ceremonies shouted.

Wen Qian pulled the red silk in her hand, glanced at Lei Yufan who was opposite, and at the moment of worshiping heaven and earth, she subconsciously thought of Xiang Yu.

"Second obeisance to the high hall!" The master of ceremonies continued to shout.

Wen Qian and Lei Yufan turned their heads and bowed respectfully to the empress and emperor who were on the top.

Wen Qian never dreamed that Love Flower Tree would set the appearance of the empress to Wu Hang's mediocre appearance, and her name was also the word Lu Zhi, which she hated to hear.

It can be said that she challenged her bottom line everywhere!

But she had set the trap herself, and escape was within easy reach.

"Husband and wife pay respects!" the master of ceremonies shouted again.

Wen Qian and Lei Yufan faced each other, and when they paid their respects, Wen Qian was casual, but Lei Yufan under the hijab had a tangled look on his face.

After the prayer was completed, both of them suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

"Licheng! Send to the bridal chamber!"

As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, crackling firecrackers sounded immediately.

"congratulations!"

"Congratulations to the newcomer for giving birth to a noble daughter!"

Wen Qian and Lei Yufan were led into the new house by the palace servants.

"The bridegroom is waiting, my lord, first go to toast the empress who is waiting outside to thank you!" A high-ranking eunuch walked in from outside the house, it was Zhang Qing who was beside Lu Zhi.

"Okay!" Wen Qian nodded in response.

After Wen Qian left, in the new house, Zhang Qing waved away the little palace attendant who accompanied the prince Lei Yufan.

There was a hint of relief on his wrinkled face, and he bowed to congratulate: "Seventh prince, congratulations! You have finally come to the end of all hardships. The reason why this servant helped you marry the new champion Wen Qian is to fulfill the late emperor's last wish!"

"What do you mean?" Lei Yufan looked at Zhang Qing strangely.

Isn't he the most trusted eunuch of the imperial sister?
Didn't he accept a bribe for helping himself?

Zhang Qing recalled: "Seventh prince, when the first emperor was alive, the servant was just a sweeping father-in-law. She helped the servant to become the chief eunuch next to the empress dowager, and let the servant protect you and have a good home.

The first emperor let you stay in Fengyang Palace, one is to protect your safety, lest you die early.The second is that the emperor hates your father and is afraid that you will marry an unfortunate wife.

Wen Zhuangyuan is a talented, elegant woman with an outstanding appearance. She has no mother-in-law and no bad habits. She must be a good wife and head. "

Lei Yufan was wearing a red hijab, couldn't see Zhang Qing's face clearly, and couldn't argue whether his words were true or false, so he could only nod his head: "I understand, thank you, Eunuch Zhang, for clarifying the confusion."

"Your Highness is being polite, this servant is leaving." Zhang Qing saluted Lei Yufan before turning around and leaving the room.

Looking at the red silk candles in the room, Lei Yufan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong, so he could only sit quietly on the bed, waiting for Wen Qian's return.

After all, he chose this wife-lord himself!

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