Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 132 Shouldn't This Be Her Wedding Night (1)

The pomegranate blooms, red like blood, and the day of marriage is coming soon.

The moment she put on the phoenix coronet and Xiapei, Jiu'er really felt like a newlywed. The hijab covered her eyes, and her eyes were full of red. Everything was so festive that she had the illusion of anticipation and happiness.

Jiu'er hid a pomegranate flower in his hand, and the welcoming team bustled from the thatched cottage to the richest family in Shangyang City.

Young Master Ce has always lived among thousands of flowers, committed to life, and married an unknown little prostitute from the daughter's building. This marriage has long been rumored in Shangyang City.

There were countless people who came to the Prince's mansion to congratulate him on this day, all of them were some of the prince's brothers that Prince Ce made friends with on a daily basis, as well as dignitaries and wealthy businessmen.

Jiu'er was carried all the way into the lobby by the matchmaker, and the firecrackers were unheard of, making a lot of noise. When he arrived in the lobby, the noise was obviously much quieter, and it was already far away. Jiu'er couldn't see it with his head covered, so he had to ask the matchmaker.

"Jiu'er, it was Young Master Ce who said he didn't like people talking too much, and arranged the guests who came to congratulate him outside." A soft female voice came, with tears that could not be ignored.

Jiu'er hurriedly got off the matchmaker's back, fumbling with her hands, "Yunsu, are you okay?"

"Yunsu is fine with me taking care of him." Xiao Liangchen's voice also intervened.

Xiao Liangchen and Yunsu are both here, what about the groom?
Just as Jiu'er was thinking about it, a ball of red satin was suddenly stuffed into her hands, and the matchmaker said, "Master, madam, let's pay homage, and the auspicious time can't be missed."

Jiu'er hurriedly grasped the satin in her hand, but the pomegranate flower in her hand fell in response.

Feeling the other end of the red satin being tightly grasped, Jiu'er had no time to worry about it, and let the matchmaker push her knees onto the futon, and was about to pay her respects when a high-pitched voice came, "We're here!"

At this time, someone delivered the gift to the lobby?Jiu'er was a little puzzled, but he heard the sound of a box falling heavily, and the high-pitched voice continued, "This is a gift from my fifth master, and I hope my seventh brother will accept it with a smile."

fifth master?Seventh brother?
(End of this chapter)