The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 689 End
After more than 20 years, the Daqi royal family held a happy event.

The whole world celebrates together, and the scene is grand.

Since the Hou Mansion is in the outskirts of the city, the wedding sedan chair was carried directly outside the Xuanqing Gate.

The prince, dressed in a red robe, rode a tall horse to welcome the sedan chair to the ancestral hall of the Taimiao.

Salute, offer sacrifices to heaven, and worship ancestors.

The phoenix crown worn by the newlyweds has thick bead chains, making it difficult to see her true face.

Based on her slender figure, she can only guess that she is an immature and petite woman.

His face was serious, the alcohol from last night was still there, and he was in a daze.

I have no interest in spying on the appearance of the princess.

The strange thing is that throughout the day, the faint sound of bells can always be heard faintly, disturbing the mind.

Ding-ding--it seemed to be coming from the woman.

At Haishi, he staggered and returned to the East Palace.

I just hate that no one is pouring alcohol, and my mind is very clear.

"Congratulations, Prince—" Mrs. Xi greeted her with a smile.

He wanted to reprimand "get out", but cast his eyes on the person sitting by the bed, and suppressed it abruptly.

Since she is married and cannot give her heart, at least she should be respected in front of outsiders.

The mother-in-law is a wink, and immediately said:
"It's getting late, please invite the prince and princess to have a drink together."

Green onion and white jade stretched out from the wide sleeves, holding the jade cup.

The woman was silent, and so was he.

Arms intertwined, the distance suddenly narrowed.

He saw that under the Xipa, the bright red mouth touched the mouth of the cup, he sipped lightly, and then licked his lips in disgust.

Sure enough, as the queen mother said, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl still has a childlike heart.

In a silent atmosphere, complete all rituals.

The nuns withdrew, leaving behind a strange newlywed couple, relatively speechless.

He stood by the window and spoke hoarsely:

"I'm sorry, I can't give you anything other than your status. As long as you keep yourself safe, eat and wear, and give you jewelry, you will never be treated badly. You... have a good rest and sleep alone in the hall. Don't worry, no one dares to gossip."

After all, let's go out.

The woman got anxious and stood up quickly: "Brother Prince hasn't lifted his hipa yet!"

"You yourself..." His voice stopped, his eyes widened in disbelief, "You, what did you call me?"

"Brother Prince." There was a hint of a smile in the silver bell-like voice.

He could almost imagine the expression on that pretty face at the moment.

A little cunning, a little cheating, and eyes full of expectations.

In three steps and two steps forward, quickly tore off the hijab.

The veil embroidered with Double Happiness was raised high, streaking red in the air.

Under the beating candlelight, it is a person who is yearning day and night.

Yaruo smiled happily.

After holding back for a day, I was finally able to speak.

But when he met his deep eyes and learned from the past, he was timid and hesitantly said:
"Brother Prince, I promised my father and the emperor to test you, so I endured no response. As for the little flower ball... it is true to hold a 'Nata', but I am not the one who wants to recruit a son-in-law. Gesell wants to marry a The female slave, please ask my father to adopt her as a foster daughter, and she performed a play with her. I just accepted it as my younger sister and put it on a tray with my name engraved on it. It's irrelevant, ah, yours, I found it later, and brought it with me..."

She rolled up the corner of her clothes, revealing the items tied around her waist - a string of flower balls with a small bell on the end.

"I'm sorry I lied to you again, but..."

With a hook of his long arm, he embraced his tender body fiercely, buried his head in Xinxiang's neck, and said sullenly:

"Don't say sorry, no matter what you do... just come back to me."

The lesson my father gave me is really... great sadness and joy, unforgettable.

She hugged her broad back and whispered coquettishly:

"Idiot...how is it possible, if you say you don't love me, you don't love me..."

If it were so easy, how could there be any hurt in the world.

Of course, it is indeed thanks to the emperor for killing two birds with one stone, which settled her heart and made her no longer anxious.

Hmm...it should be called Father Emperor.

Taking in the man's clear breath, thinking about the things her mother faltered before she got married, she blinked her round eyes and asked:

"Is the prince brother going to sleep in the side hall, or will he sleep with me?"

"To what side hall?"

His temper is cold, which doesn't mean...pure-minded.

The justifiable little wife, why doesn't she eat it.

The curtain fell, covering a pair of figures, and there was a rustling conversation.

"Brother Prince, is he going to do what is in that pamphlet? Mother showed it to me..."

"……understood?"

"I don't quite understand, Brother Prince, teach me..."

"Close your eyes and don't call me brother."

"Huh? Why... Mmm!"

He never, ever wanted to be her brother.

Maoshi, the sky is misty.

A slender figure tiptoed off the couch and came to the high cabinet.

"Well... what was he watching last night?"

Fumbling to open the wooden drawer, she froze.

Slingshots, glass beads, dry petals, pink and purple purses...

Everything that one expects to find, seems to be sundries put aside at hand.

The corners of her lips were raised, higher and higher, and she smiled silently so that her teeth could not be seen.

This smile caused the soreness in his waist, and some unspeakable parts...

There was a low "hiss" sound, with a bitter face.

Woo, what is calm and calm, is it a lie?

She had just reached Ji not long ago, so she didn't know how to pity and cherish jade at all.

Sneaking back to the couch, before lying down, an arm reached out and wrapped around her slender waist.

"Ya Ruo, I..."

The man closed his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, and the tips of his ears were a little red.

Before he could say it, she raised her small face and kissed her beautiful lips:
"I know."

Before he understood his intention, she knew it.

The musician who taught her to practice the piano was what he was referring to "casually".

The calligraphy practice post is a treasure in his study.

Obviously, as long as the palace staff refused to let her go, the matter could be resolved, but she didn't say a word for many years, and let her slip into the East Palace.

With disgust in his mouth, he didn't throw away any of the things he gave.

As she said, feelings are relative.

If there is no response at all, no one can insist.

Perhaps, at the palace banquet that year, the indifferent eight-year-old boy bent down according to his words, showing his connivance and love.

I know, you've been very happy for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)