Concubine is always arrogant

Chapter 125
Three days finally passed completely, and this day was the day when the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion married the Eighth Prince.

After the power of rumors these days, people in Shengjing are looking forward to seeing this legendary eternal marriage.

Early in the morning, there were people waiting to watch on the road between the two prefectures, and the road was bustling with people.

A large group of people set off from Xiaoyao Wang's Mansion. The leader was riding a tall horse, wearing bright red clothes, his long black hair was tied with a red ribbon, and he had an unconcealable smile on his face.

The mask that was supposed to be on his face was taken off at some point, revealing that extremely handsome face.

Who is the person sitting right away if not Murong Chenyi?

The angry horse in fresh clothes really has the charm of a handsome young man in the world.

And this face is a little strange to everyone, but the people behind him are not unfamiliar at all.

Ah Jiu, the person who has been following the Eighth Prince Murong Chenyi and helping Murong Chenyi push the wheelchair, at this time is actually standing in front of the strange man and leading the way.

The person Ah Jiu led the way in person, plus that suit...it was actually the Eighth Prince Murong Chenyi.

Has the Eighth Prince recovered?
Everyone looked at Murong Chenyi with surprise in their eyes.

At this time, the emperor was also a little restless in the palace.

"Laifu, what do you mean by the national teacher," the emperor thought about what the national teacher said to himself that day, "what do you mean by sending a big gift to congratulate the emperor's son on his marriage?"

This is not the point, the point is that when I asked the national teacher, the national teacher always looked mysterious, saying that he would know when the two of them were happy.

The national teacher suddenly looked favorably on this unlovable emperor's son, and the emperor was also a little uneasy.

Although Murong Chenyi will not inherit the throne, does this mean that if any of his princes wants to succeed to the throne in the future, they may have to ask for Murong Chenyi's support.

The emperor had to guard against this kind of thing. Who would succeed him could only be chosen by himself, but now he was restricted by one of his sons, and the emperor felt a little uncomfortable.

But at this time, the spies outside the palace came back to report: "Return to the emperor, today is the day when the eighth prince gets married. It is said that the prince's leg has completely healed, and today he is riding a horse to welcome the bride."

"What!" The emperor's eyes widened suddenly.

My son's body has completely recovered, this... this is really a great gift.

The national teacher just said a word, but he actually made his son's legs recover.

The emperor felt that he had to weigh Murong Chenyi's role in the court.

Speaking of the welcoming team on the other side, the people in Shengjing finally opened their eyes.

The whole 120 eight carry dowry was carried by a long team and walked towards the prime minister's mansion.

And with the help of Murong Chenyi, the dowry prepared by the Yan residence will naturally not be less.

The team happily walked to the prime minister's mansion, and Yan Weizhi hurried up to greet him.

"Father-in-law!" Murong Chenyi dismounted, stood upright in front of everyone, and told everyone that Murong Chenyi had really recovered now.

"Wow..." Just now, I thought that Murong Chenyi was just sitting on a horse and not a recovering person, but now he sighed, this is actually really recovered, so the legends are all true.

"My lord is too polite, I don't dare to be polite." Yan Weizhi hastily returned the courtesy.

With a wave of his hand, the matchmaker inside came out leading Yan Jiuxuan in a fiery red wedding dress and a red hijab.

When he reached the threshold, Yan Shijie was waiting there.

"Sister," Yan Shijie called her in a low voice, "I'll carry you out from the threshold later, and put you on the sedan chair, don't make any trouble."

In order to prevent his sister from being unable to react later, Yan Shijie explained her next things in a low voice.

At this time, she was still talking nonsense, Yan Jiuxuan obviously didn't appreciate it, but obediently asked the matchmaker to hand over her hand to Yan Shijie.

Yan Shijie felt his sister trembling slightly as he was holding his hand, knowing that she was also nervous, he couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart, his sister, who was fearless, was so nervous sometimes.

But such a quiet Yan Jiuxuan is quite rare.

"What nonsense just now, how could I go wrong!" When Yan Jiuxuan was carrying Yan Jiuxuan on his back, Yan Shijie heard Yan Jiuxuan whispering in his ear, "I am such a rigorous person, I will never make mistakes."

It seems that I still underestimated Yan Jiuxuan's anxious mood. Judging from her performance, she is still similar to yesterday. It was just that she was a little far away just now, and she was afraid of being discovered.

But his sister was going to marry like this, Yan Shijie was more or less reluctant.

Carefully carry Yan Jiuxuan to the side of the sedan chair, and then help Yan Jiuxuan enter.

When passing by Murong Chenyi, Yan Shijie gave him a complicated look.

"Shijie, what do you want to explain?" Murong Chenyi asked very caringly.

Taking a serious look at the man in front of him, Yan Shijie felt that although he didn't know this man well enough, there was nothing to say about how kind he was to his sister, not to mention that he was now healthy and normal.

In this case, sister should be happier in the future, right?Yan Shijie's eyes were slightly red, "I will leave my sister to you, and treat my sister well in the future."

It turned out to be this, Murong Chenyi smiled, and answered him solemnly: "Don't worry, she is my wife, I will definitely treat her well in this life."

While the two were talking, in a corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yan Yuyan who couldn't help but ran out to take a peek just happened to see Murong Chenyi.

The girl's heart was quickly hit by Murong Chenyi, and it was pounding.

Handsome, handsome and dedicated, such a person is the dream lover of many girls, and now, this person appears by her side.

Yan Yuyan happened to see the scene where Murong Chenyi promised Yan Shijie, and the fire of jealousy in her heart exploded.

"Why, why all the good things belong to Yan Jiuxuan, why Yan Jiuxuan is better than me in everything!"

But now Yan Jiuxuan, who was sitting in the sedan chair, couldn't see anything now, she could only twist the handkerchief in her hand nervously, anxiously waiting for the sedan chair to leave, and then send herself to Murong Chenyi's palace.

"Well," Yan Shijie smiled after hearing Murong Chenyi's assurance, and reached out to pat Murong Chenyi's shoulder heavily, "I believe in you and my sister's vision, let's go, my sister should I'm anxious to wait inside."

Murong Chenyi smiled and nodded, with a happy smile on his face.

Turning over gracefully and sitting on the horseback, Murong Chenyi waved his hand and gave an order: "Go."

"Get up the sedan chair—" one person shouted loudly with a drawn-out voice, and the crowd that had been quiet for a while just now boiled again.

The band played cheerful music again, and the welcoming team walked towards Xiaoyaowangfu.

Murong Chenyi was riding a horse in front, while Yan Jiuxuan, who was about to become his wife, was sitting in a sedan chair behind him.

(End of this chapter)