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Chapter 500 That Man Is The Prince?
He Lanyan nodded and lay down on the table all at once.

"Well, that person was unconscious at the time, and his face was a little bruised, so I took a rough look at his face and left. I really didn't expect that person to be..."

Yating was at a loss.

"Princess, do you know that man?"

"Yeah, not only I know it, but you too."

"Ah? The servants also know? Who is who?"

He Lanyan sat up straight at once, looked directly at her and said, "He is my future husband-in-law, His Royal Highness King An of Nanyue, Rong Ange."

"What!?" Yating exclaimed.

When she realized that she had lost her composure, she quickly covered her mouth.

"Princess, you said... that person is the prince?"

He Lanyan nodded helplessly, "When I saw him for the first time in Futu Mountain, I felt very familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before. If I hadn't met the imperial concubine today, I really wouldn't have remembered it."

My God, is she and this prince a bad relationship?
Two years ago in the Western Regions, and a few months ago in Futuzhai, once he was in a coma, and once he hid his appearance.

But really speechless.

I recognized the other party, but the other party didn't even know who he was.

Yating suddenly laughed and said, "Since the princess has such a fate with the prince, why didn't she tell the prince about these things earlier?"

"Oh, it's better." He Lanyan sneered, "I have to stay away from him, otherwise if I, an unreasonable person like me, annoy him again somewhere, I won't be stared to death by his cold eyes , this princess wants to live two more years."

Yating hesitated to speak, and didn't know what to say.

Although she tried her best to hope that her princess could marry better, but emotional matters cannot be forced after all.

I don't know why the two people who got along very well before suddenly became like this, and the third highness also specifically explained to himself not to ask or talk too much.

Alas, let everything take its course.

Zuo is only three days away from the big wedding, and it should be all right after the big wedding.

But... this is just what Yating is looking forward to.

**
Three days later, the inner courtyard of the palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and red silk was hung all the way from the palace to Prince An's mansion.

Both sides of the streets in the imperial city were full of common people. Although they were all stopped by officers and soldiers, they still wanted to go outside to see what kind of scene the only younger brother of the Holy Majesty was getting married.

At this moment in Ningsheng Palace, He Lanyan, who was wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei, was supported by Yating and walked out from the side hall.

According to the rules, she bowed to the queen mother who was sitting on the first seat.

The Queen Mother was so happy that the fine lines around her eyes appeared, she raised her hand and said, "Excuse me, Fourteen."

Rong Ange was also wearing a red python robe wedding gown embroidered with golden dragons. Hearing his mother calling him, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "My son is here."

"All worship matters will be held in the palace, and it's almost time. You can take your princess back to the palace."

"Yes, my son knows."

He Lanyan's heart skipped a beat, ever since she knew that Rong Ange was the one she saved two years ago, she felt a little nervous to meet again today.

"Let's go."

Rong Ange's lukewarm voice interrupted her thoughts.

Seeing the big palm he extended, He Lanyan froze for a moment before putting her hand into his palm.

One big and one small, fingers intertwined, united as one.

From the palace to Prince An's Mansion, the rituals and music did not stop all the way, and they were full of joy.

He Lanyan was sitting on the sedan chair carried by sixteen bearers, still holding the apple tightly in her hand.

(End of this chapter)