I'm covering this wretch

Chapter 3 Marrying into the Palace
Seeing her stunning appearance, Yun Qing'er inevitably felt jealous, feeling that she was being compared by a lowly thing.It seems that it was really right not to let her dress up before.

Impatiently waving his hands: "You're so ugly, go away, so as not to obstruct Miss Ben's eyes."

soon.

There was Xi Niang, who led her into the sedan chair.

In this way, even if he is out of the cabinet.

The wedding procession was lively and noisy.It can be said that the entire Yunfu was mobilized, from the owner of the Yunfu, Yun Qingcheng's father, Yunduan, down to Yunduan's eldest wife, and the concubines of seven or eight families, and many children were all personally married off.

Yun Qing'er is Yun Duan's heart.

Huaweihu, a blue martial spirit fighting system, is one of the best among the younger generation in Kyoto. She is the true proud daughter of heaven.

Marry Mo Wang.

Two months ago, this was also the most perfect marriage.

But today, two months later, it is another world.King Mo fell from heaven to hell, his body was destroyed, and during the period of coma, his rights were gradually emptied, divided, and eroded.

Yun Duan wore an expensive purple Shu embroidered gown, with hairpin tassels on his head. He was less than 40 years old, and because he was from the army, his face looked particularly resolute and sharp-edged.He took his daughter by the hand and put her on the sedan chair himself, with a voice full of unbearable: "Xiaoqing, it was father who harmed you. But this marriage was bestowed by the emperor, hey—— father prepared the last marriage for you." With a generous dowry, even if King Mo loses power, it will keep you safe for the rest of your life."

In the end, I was a little choked up.

Yun Qingcheng couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

envy?

No.

is numb.

I'm used to it, my father's eccentricity.

It was ridiculous to say that this was the first time since she could remember that her father held her hand and talked so much.Still treat her as another person, ha ha.

but--

Since she replaced Yun Qing'er and became Princess Mo.

Then this generous dowry is naturally hers, and there is absolutely no reason to spit it out and return it to Yun Qing'er!
Facing his father's deep affection and reluctant farewell, Yun Qingcheng didn't say a word, got into the sedan chair, and his figure was decisive.

"Hey." Yun Duan sighed, his voice sour, "This child must be complaining about his father."

The sedan chair headed towards King Mo's mansion.

gradually go away.

Yun Qingcheng was sitting in a swaying sedan chair with his head covered, with his hands folded and placed on his lap.Unknowingly, a thin layer of clammy sweat broke out in the palm of his hand.

After all, she's just a 15-year-old girl.

Leaving Yun Mansion, he was about to jump into another fire pit.

No matter how calm he looked on the surface, deep down, he was still a little uneasy.

After half an hour.

The sedan chair arrived at Prince Mo's Mansion.

Because King Mo was unconscious and bedridden like a vegetative, the step of worshiping the hall was directly omitted, and Yun Qingcheng was directly sent to King Mo's room by two servant girls, one fat and one thin.

From the door to the new house, the silence was eerie.

In the huge Prince Mo's Mansion, there was no trace of joy, and the inexplicable oppressive atmosphere was almost breathless.

Even the maid who led the way had an extremely cold and impatient voice.

"Here we are, Princess. Go in."

The fat maid and the thin maid, with four hands, "slapped", and covered Yun Qingcheng's shoulders from behind, and pushed hard into the door, very bluntly.

Unpredictable.

She staggered and almost fell to the ground.

If it weren't for a hand that grabbed the eaves of the table, it would really be a tragedy.

"Bang!"

The door of the new house was closed behind her very roughly.

(End of this chapter)