Fire Concubine: Demon Lord, too presumptuous!

Chapter 294 The Last Stand 25
In the blink of an eye, the day to marry the princess and concubine came.

On this day, the already clean Jiuzhuan Mansion did not move much. After posting two happy words and hanging two red lanterns, there was no movement.

The common people who wanted to watch the fun had been waiting on the street early in the morning, but there were only two Jiaozi, one of which was often visited by the Jiuzhuan Mansion, and it seemed that there were people sitting in it, while the other had no decorations at all. There is only one proud son, which is lifeless.

"stop."

The two arrogant sons landed in front of the door of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion, and the crown prince and side concubine Han Rong stepped down from the arrogant sons, dressed decently, with a dignified atmosphere, and entered the Ministry of Rites Shangshu Mansion amidst the discussions of the common people.

The guard at the gate of the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of Rites knelt on one knee and saluted, "See the prince's side concubine."

Han Rong nodded slightly, without being arrogant and losing the face of Jiuxuan's mansion, he walked in directly.

Sun Han, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, cupped his hands and said, "The old minister has seen the crown prince's side concubine."

Even if Sun Han didn't want to salute a dancing girl or a servant, he still had to salute. Who would let someone be a concubine of a prince?

Han Rong could naturally see Sun Han's thoughts, but she pretended not to understand, and said politely: "Master Shang Shu, please invite the Crown Princess out, it's about time."

Sun Han was taken aback, "Didn't His Highness the Crown Prince come?"

Han Rong raised his eyes with some doubts, and a smile appeared on his pretty eyebrows, "Master Shangshu, you should also know that His Royal Highness's leg has been injured, and it hasn't healed well yet, so this concubine will take care of it for you. As a minister, one should consider for the emperor, what does Lord Shang Shu think?"

Hearing this, Sun Han frowned tightly. What he wanted to say was, on the day when he married his side concubine, why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince come to the scene in person? Could it be that the Crown Prince saw something?

Han Rong slightly raised his voice, "Master Shangshu?"

"Ah? Alright, my daughter is ready, the prince and side concubine please."

Han Rong smiled and nodded slightly at him, and then asked the people who came out of the Jiuxuan mansion to lead the princess out, and then entered the proud son, and went back to the mansion.

All the ceremonies were very simple, so simple that it couldn't be simpler. If there was not that happy letter, everyone would mistakenly think that this is just a young lady going out for a stroll.

Sun Han watched the proud son leave, and whispered to the entourage behind him, "Go and report to the emperor."

"Yes."

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The proud son arrived at the Jiuxuan mansion smoothly, and Han Rong led the princess who was wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei into the mansion, and walked straight to a courtyard.

"Crown Princess, this courtyard is where you will live in the future. It has been prepared. After a tiring day, you should rest earlier."

After Han Rong finished speaking very respectfully, she turned around and was about to leave.

A servant hurriedly called her to stop, "My concubine."

Han Rong turned around suspiciously, with a very warm and kind smile on his face, "What's the matter?"

"Um... That servant wants to ask, when will I worship?"

Han Rong showed a look of sudden realization, she smiled and said: "In the past few days, His Royal Highness' legs have become more and more unbearable, and the pain is excruciating when he goes out, so let's save the matter of worshiping the hall, we are wives and concubines. You have to be sympathetic to your husband, don't you?"

The same rhetoric, the same tone, but it makes people have no reason to fight back.

The people who followed in Shangshu's mansion could only frown and look at the leaving woman.

In this simple ceremony, there was no hall worship, no stepping over the brazier, and no empress coming, so how could it be called marrying the princess.

In the room, the woman wearing a phoenix crown and Xia Pei ruthlessly tore off her hijab, revealing an extremely cold woman with a mean look in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)