Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 1 The Big Wedding
On the eighth day of March in the 37th year of Emperor Fengzhao of the Fengtian Dynasty, Feng Jiuyou, the Ninth Prince of the Fengtian Dynasty, married Ruan Mianmian, the Fourth Miss of the Prime Minister's House.

On the day of the big wedding, the sun was scorching.The outside of Jiuyou Palace was already full of guests who came to watch the ceremony, all of them looked like they were enjoying the show.

The bride's sedan chair has already arrived outside Jiuyou Palace, waiting for His Royal Highness to come out and kick the sedan chair door to lead the bride in.It's just that the sedan chair had stopped outside the palace for half an hour, and His Highness Ninth Prince was nowhere to be seen.

Under the scorching sun, the guests thought that His Highness the Ninth Prince had been grounded for a year, and they were all wondering what he would look like now.

After an unknown amount of time, there stood a lazy man in scarlet brocade at the door, with bare feet and black hair, and an exquisite mask.He smiled coquettishly at everyone, even if he couldn't see his face, he was all over the country.

There was a coldness in those eyes: "My Highness hasn't been out of the palace for a long time, so I don't know that there are so many guests outside the door today?"

As soon as Leng Han's voice came out, there was complete silence all around.

The man smiled faintly, blue and green vines stretched wantonly on the mask, flames danced lightly in the amber pupils, everything in the world was overshadowed by the unparalleled aura of this man.

In a daze, everyone seemed to see countless orchids blooming, swaying, and stretching behind him...

"Your Highness, it's time to kick the sedan chair door." The courtesy officer who followed the man said respectfully.

The slightly trembling petals, the crystal water drops, and the refreshing fragrance wafted by the wind...everything tells everyone that this is not an illusion!Behind His Highness Ninth Prince are really flowers blooming like fake ones!
At the entrance of the bridal sedan chair, the slightly curved red lips under the mask curved slightly.No one saw him make a move, but the bride who was supposed to be sitting in the sedan chair suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Ruan Mianmian felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards her, and the red hijab on her head suddenly flew away.She saw a masked man covered with blue and green vines standing in front of him, with deep eyes and two clusters of flames dancing.

There was a sound of gasping around, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Is Your Highness beautiful? Is Your Highness dumbfounded?" Seeing Ruan Mianmian's dumbfounded expression, Feng Jiuyou couldn't help but burst out laughing, her voice full of undisguised disdain.

While sighing, he stretched out his hand to caress Ruan Mianmian's cheek, the corners of his lips curled up, with an evil smile: "My Highness is really not interested in such a bland face. Your Highness hates toys, especially a woman like you!"

With wanton laughter and wanton words, Feng Jiuyou's hand slid down Ruan Mianmian's face little by little, and landed on the delicate neck.

Suddenly he approached her, and the crimson brocade robe had been opened at some point.

Ruan Mianmian's cheeks flushed instantly: "You you you you you..."

Ruan Mianmian stared at the half-clothed man in front of her with wide eyes, unable to speak a whole sentence.The people around gasped. How can there be such a wedding where the bride's hijab is lifted without going to the church in broad daylight, and the door is not allowed to enter, and the clothes are directly pulled?

"how do I?"

Feng Jiuyou turned around, propped her hands behind her, leaned closer, her half-closed eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Your Highness, we haven't worshiped yet." Resisting the panic in her heart, Ruan Mianmian's voice was soft and sweet.

Feng Jiuyou continued to approach silently, her eyes were like gold, her lips were like crescent moons, and there was a mist-like gleam in her clear eyes: "Baitang? Hahaha..."

(End of this chapter)