The Fugitive White Moonlight of a Powerful Minister

  Chapter 95 The Knot

  Pei Shizi of the Duke's Mansion, married Wen Ning, the daughter of Honglu Temple Minister, on July 18th, the entire capital city could be called empty.

  Who hasn't heard a few gossips about Mr. Pei and Miss Wen?

  The flower champion of Gaoling, Miss Wen, who is ignorant and ignorant, has really achieved true results. Ten miles of red makeup is spread all over Chang'an Street, and they tied the knot amidst the sound of gongs and drums.

  But not everyone is happy to see such a happy event.

  At Zhao Shangshu's house, Zhao Xizhi almost smashed the boudoir to pieces.

   "You let me out! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

  Zhao Xizhi has been grounded since the Ryukyu Prince's cleansing banquet in April. She wanted to be favored, and thought that the so-called foot restraint was just Zhao Zhai's scaring her, so she honestly stayed in the boudoir for a few days, but when she wanted to go out, she was actually stopped.

  She quarreled for a while, and then she stopped when she heard that Pei You was going to the south of the Yangtze River.

  But after staying honestly for more than a month, when she heard the news of Wen Ning's engagement, she wanted to go out to tease her, but she was still stopped.

  When Pei You came back, she was even locked in the room, not even letting out the courtyard door.

Zhao Zhai, who has always been doting on her, did not lie to her cries: "My lord, forgive you this time, it is the result of my father's hard work! Do you think Pei lord's temperament in the city is so easy to provoke? How dare you treat him like this?" ...Using such indecent methods against him! Xi'er is so confused!"

   That matter was indeed something she did not do properly, not to mention that she didn't get any benefits, and even angered the crown prince.

   But always give her a chance to explain to Shizi!

  She... She is still young, she is not sensible... A gentleman like Shi Zi will definitely forgive her!

  Zhao Zhai refused to let her go out, so she had to wait patiently for the three-month confinement period to pass. Unexpectedly, during this period, the news of the engagement between the Duke's Mansion and the Wen family came.

How can it be!

  How could a daughter of Honglu Siqing, who was just a fourth rank, be able to get into the eyes of the Duke’s Mansion, and how could she be favored by the Eldest Princess? Entering the door to be a noble concubine even flatters her! How could it be the wife!

  From that day on, Zhao Xizhi couldn't sit still, her heart seemed to be bitten by ten thousand ants, obviously that handsome and detached son had also expressed interest in her, it was only one step away! Only one step away, she is the one who will marry into the Duke's mansion gracefully!

   At this time, the palace also failed to catch the festive excitement on Chang'an Avenue.

   Chaolu Palace is as quiet as stagnant water.

  July is the hottest month, but it is inexplicably chilly.

  Princess Showa got up before dawn, but she didn’t have breakfast, she just sat on the soft couch, and when it was time to go down, she asked Qingyi next to her: “Is your father going down?”

   "Yes, Your Highness." Qingyi, the grand maid of Chaolu Palace, replied respectfully upon hearing this.

   "Father is coming down... to the Duke's Mansion?" I don't know if it was because he didn't wear makeup, Zhao He, who has always been pampered, looked a little pale, his eyes were even a little black, and his cheeks had lost a lot of weight in recent days.

Qingyi knew that the princess liked Pei Shizi, and she felt sad when he got married today, and sighed: "Your Highness, no matter how noble the status of Pei Shizi is, he is just a relative of the emperor. He is not married to the princess today, how could your majesty come to the country in person?" Gongfu? Your Highness, you see that the breakfast is getting cold, let's eat first, your Majesty should feel sorry for you when you are hungry."

  Showa smiled very lightly: "My heart hurts..."

"Your Highness..." Qingyi doesn't remember the day when Princess Showa, who has been cared for by the emperor and empress, gradually shed her naive skin. It seems that she is worried about something in the past few months. However, the empress completely lost the vivacity of the past, and became more and more dismayed day by day.

   "Where's the queen mother?" Showa asked again.

   "The Empress has been recuperating in Fengyi Palace." Qingyi knelt down, held the hand of the princess she had served for many years, and said softly, "Your Highness, do you want to visit the Empress?"

  Showa shook his head slowly.

   It was midsummer, and she was wearing a light skirt, looking out the window at the blooming gardenias.

   "Qingyi, Prince Pei today...really married that girl from the Wen family, right?"

  Qingyi sighed, and if Miss Wen was the same, if she hadn't come into the palace and said a lot of good things about Prince Pei to the princess, how could the princess suddenly be interested in him again?

  It's good now, she married herself, which made their princess sad for a while.

"Your Highness, don't be sad. There are so many good men like Dayin. Your Majesty and Your Majesty will definitely choose a unique consort for the princess. After all, Prince Pei has been raised among the people for so many years. How can he be worthy of the princess' golden branches and jade leaves... "

  Showa's face suddenly turned pale, and he shook his head and said, "No, you don't understand."

  Holding her bent knees, she buried her face in her arms to control her body from shaking too much.

  She doesn't understand.

  No one understands.

  He didn't marry her, he married another woman.

  Father actually agreed with him to marry another woman.

  So is she... worthless?

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  Compared to the desertedness of Chaolu Palace, Wen Mansion is naturally bustling with joy.

  " Comb to the end, raise the case and eyebrows.

   Comb the second comb to the end, and fly together.

  Three combs comb to the end, forever tied together. "

  Wen Ning has no mother, so Wen Tingchun notified an aunt in his hometown to go to Beijing early to comb Wen Ning's hair.

This is the third time she has been married, and she knows she is going through the motions to show the "marriage" to outsiders. Wen Ning has no troubles in her heart, but when she combs her hair, she catches a glimpse of Wen Tingchun secretly wiping tears in the mirror, and suddenly the circles of her eyes turn red .

  It was the same in the previous life.

  He was looking forward to her marrying, but he was reluctant to let her marry. He looked forward to her marrying a good family, but worried that she would not live well after marrying.

  So after marrying into the Shen family, no matter how many times he asked people to ask, she always said that she was doing well and was very happy, and told Linglan repeatedly not to miss a word.

Dayin does not have the custom of crying for marriage, Wen Ning tried her best not to let her tears fall and put on fancy makeup, but when Wen Lan carried her on the sedan chair, she whispered in her ear: "A Ning, you can't compare in the Duke's mansion." At home, if you suffer any grievances, you must remember to look for your elder brother. If he, Pei You, dares to bully you, take care of his country's mansion and mother's mansion, your elder brother will never spare him! Elder brother..."

  Wen Lan choked, and Wen Ning felt warm wetness on her arms around his neck.

   "Big brother understands now, big brother will devote himself to official duties, be an official, and become a high-ranking official in the future, and be your backer..."

  Wen Lan choked with sobs, Wen Ning couldn't help it anymore, tears fell down.

  She knew it was fake, but they didn't know it.

  She lived an extra life, but in their eyes, it was the first time she got married, and it was the first time she walked out of the Wen Mansion that cared for her the most.

  How much they love her, how happy they are today, and how much worry they have.

  Wen Ning only felt that she had never cried so much when she married Shen Jin in her previous life.

  At that time, she was very happy. The decades of friendship between the Wen family and the Shen family, neither Wen Tingchun nor the two elder brothers, had as many worries as they do today.

  They, like her, never expected that the Shen family was a burning pit that would never be restored.

   It's all Pei You's fault.

   It's not a good idea to think about it, so I have to make a fake marriage!

  It made my father cry, and my elder brother cried, and she cried too.

  She kept covering her head and couldn't see Wen Qi. She wondered if he, with his temperament, would also hide and cry secretly by himself.

  Wen Ning's tears barely stopped when the wedding party circled Chang'an Avenue for the third time with gongs and drums.

  As Wen Lan said, if Pei You dares to bully her in this life, she will never spare him!

So when the sedan chair stopped amidst the noise, Xi Niang sang a series of congratulatory speeches in front of her sedan chair, and then lifted the curtain of the sedan chair with a plain white hand, trying to help her off the sedan chair. In the dream that day, she was bound with hands and feet, still thinking of the tears she just shed, Wen Ning bowed her head, looked at the pair of soap boots embroidered with red blessings under her eyes, and stepped on them with one foot.

   and turned around vigorously.

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  One marriage and one marriage, one is to marry a daughter, and the other is to marry a bride. Is it different after all?

  Pei You is wearing a red wedding dress today.

  If it is said that he looks cold and aloof on weekdays, and looks like a fairy who is out of reach, today he looks like a demon infected with mundane thoughts.

  It's so gorgeous that people dare not look directly at it.

  He rode high on his horse, led the wedding party, and circled the capital three times according to the standard.

  The same welcome, the same joy.

   But the team to welcome the bride is different, the sedan chair is different, although the bride inside is probably different, but he is no longer a spectator.

  Thinking of it this way, I feel a little bit more happy in my heart.

   Regardless of the cause and effect, and no matter what the reason is that he insists on marrying Wen Ning, it is enough to make him happy.

   After flaunting for more than an hour, the sedan chair stopped at the gate of the Duke's Mansion.

  Just walked around Chang'an Street again and again, Pei You didn't feel bored, but she was right in front of her eyes, and she had to listen to the endless congratulatory speeches from the bride, which was really noisy.

  Pei You glanced over, Xi Niang was taken aback, and the congratulations immediately became short without a trace.

   "The groom greets the bride and the wife leaves the sedan chair!"

  Pei You opened the sedan chair curtain, and what caught his eyes was a dazzling red. His delicate hand was weakly supporting his arm, and he felt a warmth in his heart like the palm that was lifted up, and pain in his feet.

  The little girl probably used all her strength, and even spun desperately.

  Wen Ning still felt that she didn't have enough strength without eating, and was about to use more strength, when she lightened her body, she was hugged horizontally.

   Obviously, the groom's move was beyond everyone's expectation, and there was a commotion all around.

  Wen Ning's face was hot even though she was wearing a hijab: "Put me down!"

   "I think Madam's legs and feet seem to be inconvenient, and she won't be able to walk, so I have to help Madam as much as I can." Pei You's voice came from the chest, flat, and no emotion could be discerned.

  Wen Ning regretted it immediately, he was too impulsive just now, he wouldn't...

   Deduct her money?

   "I..." Although the surroundings were noisy, the two of them were very close, and Wen Ning's voice could be heard no matter how soft it was, "I'm wearing a hijab, so I can't see..."

"Yeah?"

  Pei You laughed lowly, and Wen Ning could almost imagine him frowning slightly at this moment.

   "Really." Wen Ning said very sincerely, "You put me down, and I will cooperate with you well. How can you hold me like this...how decent..."

  Pei You laughed again: "Madam, don't worry, if you want my husband to hold you all the time, I'm afraid you will be powerless."

   "Having no flesh, it's not light."

  Wen Ning: "!!"

  How could his mouth not be poisoned to death? !

  Wen Ning was put down as expected, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, she could no longer do anything out of the ordinary, so she straightened her back with her phoenix crown on her back, and put on a demeanor.

  The lights are brilliant, the cigarettes are misty, and the house is full of guests.

  The red silk thread leads to a destined person.

   "A bow to heaven and earth."

   "Two bows to the high hall."

   "Husband and wife worship each other."

  Wen Ning didn't know if it was because she was a little tired, but she felt that every sound was deafening, as if it was going to be quenched to the bone, so she couldn't neglect it.

   But in just a few short breaths, many fragmentary pictures of worshiping the church flashed in her mind.

  She and Shen Jin.

  She and Pei You from her previous life.

  Let her be in a trance, not knowing what is true and what is false, like falling into a void.

  Until a sonorous and firm voice cut through the illusion, her hand was suddenly taken into the palm of a slightly cold palm.

   "Li-cheng-!"

  (end of this chapter)