Distressed wife

Chapter 575 The Death of Princess Ming’an (2)
"I don't know." Mu Ziyan shook her head and said.

"I came here specially to see Cui Shizi today." Qi Xueer joked from the side.

"You girl." Mu Ziyan said with a low smile, "So what?"

"Anyway, today is a day of great joy. Even if I saw it and laughed a few times, it would just add some joy." Qi Xueer said with a smile.

Mu Ziyan raised her eyebrows, and turned her eyes to look at her, "It's incredible, even you can say such nonsense."

"Second Sister Lu is making fun of me?" Qi Xueer hurriedly tugged at Mu Ziyan's sleeve, and leaned forward, "I'm close to Zhu Zhechi."

"Look." Mu Ziyan picked up a piece of dessert and handed it to her, "It seems that I want to give you some sweets."

Qi Xueer took it with a smile, and immediately took a bite.

Qi Yuer leaned over, "I want it too."

This made everyone laugh out loud.

Qi Xueer hastily picked up a piece of snack and stuffed it to her, "You can interrupt."

Qi Yu'er bit the pastry, apparently aggrieved, and said nothing more.

When the few people were chatting, they heard movement from outside. Jun Qianhao came to congratulate him, but he was not Zhong Xuan with him, but the third concubine. If you want to come to such an occasion, how can there be any reason to lead the side concubine?
"So what about the side concubine, it's not that she can't be on the stage." Lady Lu said coldly from the side.

Mu Ziyan said in a low voice, "Yes, but she doesn't care now."

In her previous life, Zhong Xuan was also the side concubine of the third prince, but later she sat on the throne of the empress. She calculated step by step, so how could she care about the gains and losses at this moment?
Jun Qianhao took the seat with the third prince and concubine. The prince did not come today, but gave a congratulatory gift. Most of the people who came now were from the third prince of Cuihou's mansion, and there were also ten families. Zhang Zong is Jing Zhaoyin, so he will come.

She raised her eyes and saw Zhong Yu whom she hadn't seen for a long time, those eyes showed a slight alienation and indifference, even if she was chatting and laughing with others, she did not see the joy in her eyes.

Su Qinrou also saw Zhong Yu, and turned to look at Mu Ziyan, "She really has changed."

"En." Mu Ziyan responded with a nod, "Zhong Xuan is married, she will be the next one, and she is now the only prostitute in Zhonghou's mansion, so she must be more calm."

"Hey, it's only a short year now, and I don't know what it will be like in a few more years." Hou Yiyi said with a sigh.

That's right, many things happened in this year, such as death, injury, and seemingly beautiful family, but they are just gorgeous on the outside and dirty on the inside.

Until Cui Shizi came in a wedding gown, followed by Lan Xin'er, who was also in a bright red wedding dress. She was wearing a century-old hipa, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but judging from her steps, she looked pretty good now.

The corners of Mu Zi's mouth hooked slightly, and Su Qinrou couldn't help laughing out loud. She only saw the bruises on Cui Ming's face that hadn't dissipated, and the whole face was tall. Now that she was wearing this wedding robe, it reminded her of Zhu Bajie.

She couldn't help laughing, and then the whole wedding hall was filled with laughter and a lively atmosphere, but everyone knew in their hearts what was mixed with the laughter.

What's rare is that the wedding went very smoothly, everyone had a quarrel for a while before they dispersed.

Mu Ziyan bid farewell to everyone, and went back to Jingzhao Yin's mansion together with Mrs. Lu.

"Is it really over like this?" Mrs. Lu obviously had something to say.

Mu Ziyan said with a low smile, "When Sister Lu gets married, it will definitely be more lively."

"You girl, I said it was a serious matter, but you picked me up instead." Lady Lu blushed and said in a low voice.

"Isn't it better that way, if there is any further disturbance, it will be over, and the gain will not be worth the loss." Mu Ziyan said lightly.

"Indeed." Mrs. Lu nodded her head, "Okay, I can rest in peace."

Mu Ziyan said with a low smile, "Yes, the Spring Festival is coming."

"Are you going back to the imperial mausoleum?" Mrs. Lu looked at her and asked.

"I won't go back for a few days." Mu Ziyan shook his head and said, "The two girls over there can handle it."

"You are capable, and the girl next to you has also been trained to be so capable by you." Mrs. Lu couldn't help sighing.

"That is." Mu Ziyan replied without humility.

"Hey." Seeing that she was so proud, Mrs. Lu just smiled helplessly.

When they returned to Jingzhao Yin's office, they saw Bai Xuan suddenly fall down.

Mu Ziyan raised her eyes slightly, "Is something wrong?"

"Yes." Bai Xuan said in a low voice, "Your Majesty Lei, please go there."

"Okay." Mu Ziyan nodded in response, and left with Bai Xuan for the hot spring manor.

In the Third Prince's Mansion, Zhong Xuan was covered with a veil, and the palace servants reported in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Your Highness is here."

"En." Zhong Xuan nodded in response, "Is the hangover soup ready?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it's ready." The maidservant lowered her head and replied.

"Okay." Zhong Xuan stepped out of the house to greet him, and when he got outside, he saw Jun Qianhao walking slowly.

Under the moonlight, he was wearing a dark red brocade robe, a brown sable fur, and a silver crown on his head. He looked slightly drunk, walked very steadily, and still had his usual smile on his mouth. He was handsome and gentle.

Undoubtedly, the appearance of the princes of the royal family is good. Now that the fifth prince is gone, Jun Qianhao is handsome, followed by the prince. The two of them must show generosity and kindness. A bit of a literati's spirit, a little more of a military commander's style, but Jun Qianhao is the opposite.

Zhong Xuan stood on the spot, covered her face with a purple gauze, her eyebrows were picturesque, because the rash on her face had not dissipated, but fortunately her forehead was smooth, a peony was formed between her eyebrows, the black silk coiled up, and the cloud hairpin moved with the wind, The tassels swayed accordingly, making her coquettish figure even more coquettish. Standing under the eaves, she was wearing a crimson cloak, and in Jun Qianhao's eyes, she was as ghostly as a goblin.

When he climbed up the steps and walked in front of her, before she could speak, Jun Qianhao dragged her into his arms and carried her into the house.

Zhong Xuan leaned in his arms softly and bonelessly, feeling the unique and his breath coming from him, and whispered, "Drunk?"

(End of this chapter)