famous concubine

Chapter 788: Big Wedding (5)
The master of ceremonies glanced at Ning Chu secretly from the corner of his eye; what he was thinking in his heart was that His Majesty said that as soon as the prince arrives, it will be an auspicious time.

Ning Chu raised his hand slowly, the delicate and white palm glistened with a faint luster in the sunlight; his expression also had a blurred feeling that was difficult to see closely.

His eyes were still fixed on the emperor for a moment; but his raised palm was facing the direction of the master of ceremonies.

"Slow down first."

His voice was slow and gentle; but there was a threatening chill splashing from his falling gestures.

The master of ceremonies was startled, and forgot to close his open mouth.

"Royal father." Ning Chu stopped the master of ceremonies from going down, and then slowly called out to the emperor who was in charge with deep eyes.

He stood still, wearing a bright red groom's suit, which made his tall and straight figure even more handsome like a jade tree. The ginkgo cloak had already been taken off when he entered the wedding hall.At this moment, the emperor was frozen, his expression still seemed gentle; however, his eyes were cold, and when he glanced over, the cold texture was like a thick ice cube slapping fiercely on the emperor's face.

"You sent my son back to Beijing in a hurry from five hundred miles away; it turned out that you took great pains to arrange a unique and gorgeous wedding for my son." Ning Chu spoke very slowly, his voice was still so gentle; but he The voice, at this moment, did not have the reassuring and comfortable taste of the past, but a chill of shivering layer upon layer.

"It's ridiculous that I don't even know that the bride standing next to me is the outstanding daughter of the He family." He said with a faint smile, which contained obvious sarcasm and coolness.

His eyes are gentle and his smile is cool.

The eyes have been staring at the emperor from beginning to end, not moving or letting go.

Those guests who suddenly received the congratulations from the prince's wedding, heard the words at this moment, while they were horrified and silent, they couldn't help but looked at each other worriedly.

No one could understand how their majesty, who was wise and decisive in the past, would have such a farce with the crown prince.

The prince doesn't know who his princess is?
Does anyone believe this?
The empress kept suppressing her inner fluctuations, and sat calmly beside the emperor; but at this moment, seeing the flash of anger in Ning Chu's eyes, she couldn't help but sighed again and again with worry and helplessness in her heart.

She quietly glanced at the bride who was wearing a red hijab and standing upright beside Ning Chu.

Feeling guilty for a moment.

In today's marriage, she is not only sorry for her son, but also for Dongfangyu.

However, things are up to now.

No one can stop this marriage.

The emperor was questioned so indifferently and angrily by Ning Chu; but he was silent for a long time, then slowly opened his eyelids, and glanced at the bride who was supported by Xi Niang.

He looked at Ning Chu again, this young man who looked gentle on the surface, but was already furious underneath.

"Prince, no matter whose daughter she is, my father personally selected the princess for you; no matter her character, family background, knowledge or appearance, she will never be bad." The emperor said, glancing at the prince coldly, his eyes darkened. Slightly fluttering with unfathomable coldness, "Furthermore, the emperor chose for you; it must be the woman you like; you just need to be happy and rest assured that you will be married."

Ning Chu's guess was affirmed by the emperor's words.

He turned his eyes to the bride next to him.

For a moment, there were mixed feelings in my heart.

If it was her will; if it was his will; what a happy marriage this would be.

Ever since Dongfang Yu got off the sedan chair and was supported by Xi Niang into the Prince's Mansion, she had been thinking about how she could get a bowl of rice soup to drink without the emperor noticing.

It's a pity that at this moment, even if Ning Chu guessed it was her, he couldn't guess her thoughts; let alone guess that she couldn't speak at the moment.

Oh, it's not that she can't speak; it's that she has no strength to make a sound.

Ning Chu, oh Ning Chu, what are you arguing with that stubborn father of yours at this time!You clearly know that I have no intention of treating you, and you also know that today's matter is definitely not voluntary.

You might as well help me in quickly and get me a bowl of rice soup to relieve the medicinal properties of Wumingxiang.

Maybe it was because her intent to stare at Ning Chu was too strong; so that when Ning Chu fell silent, her eyes were somewhat painful and tender, and they quickly passed over the red silk hijab.

Ning Chu's complex eyes flashed across Dongfangyu's hijab, and then once again fell on the emperor's gloomy and thin face, and said slowly: "Father, I know that you have always loved my son; But marriage is a major event in my son's life; please let me be my own master, father."

"Whether to marry or not; which girl to marry; these are all matters that I worry about myself; Father, you should go back to the palace to recuperate from your illness."

"Today's wedding..."

"Prince, are you going to disobey me in public?" The emperor's cold voice was filled with overwhelming anger, and he fell heavily. With a deep and cold sound, Ning Chu's words were interrupted in time.

"I don't dare." Ning Chu should be gentle; but his eyes are so indifferent that there is no expression; even the usual humility and filial piety are melted under the anger, "I am only worried about your dragon body, father."

"Hmph, if you are really filial to me, then you should pay homage to her and get married; I will never just grab a girl on the street and make her a princess for you."

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, leaving a narrow slit to stare at the haughty young man with difficulty.

The guests who came to congratulate them saw Jiaoyue, the most honored father and son, actually staged such a scene of discord between father and son in public; for a moment, they hung their heads in horror.

The prince has a gentle temper; he will never vent his anger on others without reason; but His Majesty...

When everyone heard the emperor's deep and cold hum, they felt sorry for the moment and couldn't help shivering.

"But I see you, it's better than today's situation even if you just drag a girl on the street to be a princess." A warm and intoxicating voice came from the sky. "Because she is my fiancée, how will you let the prince deal with you in the future?"

Originally, his voice should be as warm and warm as the spring breeze in March; but everyone could hear the extremely cold taste from his flat tone.In this kind of coldness, there is still an incomparable anger.

Everyone was stunned at the same time when they heard the sound; then they remembered that the sound seemed to come from above their heads.

Curious again, Qiqi raised his head and looked up into the sky.

Trying to figure out which bastard dared to contradict their Majesty like this.

As soon as they raised their heads and stared, they suddenly saw the white and gorgeous snow-like clothes descending from the sky like white clouds.With such a refined and elegant snow-white, indifferent temperament and charming face, he came from the sky, as if a god had come to the world; the eyes of all the guests were stunned.

(End of this chapter)