Qing palace plan: poisonous girl Fanghua dominates the world

Chapter 70 Married ([-])

In a restaurant.

"Have you heard? That idiot Eighth Prince actually wants to marry the fourth lady in the prime minister's mansion?" A man held a glass of wine and clicked his tongue a few times, "It's really a flower stuck in cow dung! I heard that the fourth lady The lady has the beauty of a country and a city!"

"Miss Si? Why haven't I heard of a Miss Si in the prime minister's mansion?" another man asked.

"Oh man, you really don't know this! The fourth lady in the prime minister's mansion has been very weak since she was a child, and the fortune teller couldn't tell, so we always thought that there were only three young ladies in their prime minister's mansion." The man paused, "This prime minister's mansion is really unfortunate. The ladies are crazy and dead, but fortunately there is still this fourth lady, but..."

"Okay, don't sigh, we toads can't eat swan meat."

……

Although the Prime Minister's Mansion was a piece of red, it couldn't conceal the deep desertion.

Mo Zhiyuan sat in front of the dressing table, watching Xi'er dress her up.

Wearing the bright red wedding dress, Mo Zhiyuan felt a little lonely, and always felt that something was missing.

"Miss, today is your big wedding, you must be happy, you will be the most beautiful bride." Xi'er smiled, and because she was happy, she also put on a light makeup on her face, adding to her playfulness. cute.

Mo Zhiyuan smiled. It turned out that all she lacked was the most sincere blessing.

"Xi'er, is the person to greet you here?"

"Oh, miss, why are you in such a hurry?" Xi'er said with a smirk, "Miss, I didn't expect that!"

Mo Zhiyuan's face turned cold. Since that night, Xi'er's true face has been revealed.

From time to time, the corners of her mouth unconsciously evoked a smile.

After a while, firecrackers started to sound outside the mansion, and the sound of gongs and drums sounded skyward.

The welcoming team has arrived.

Instead of visiting Li Quanzhong and the Ji family, Mo Zhiyuan got into the sedan chair directly.

"Miss, don't forget me, we are all waiting in the mansion for you to come back to see us!" Seeing the bridal sedan going away, the servants ran out.

"Miss, you have to be happy and be the most beautiful bride!"

"Miss, if you are bullied in the prince's mansion, it will be fine if you come back... Pooh, miss, you are so smart, how could you be bullied?"

……

Mo Zhiyuan sat in the sedan chair, but she didn't look back.

Listening to the words of the servants warms my heart.

"Miss, what do you think the Eighth Prince is like? Is it really like what you said, he is actually pretending to be stupid?" Xi'er walked outside the sedan chair and asked curiously.

"Keep your voice down, you'll know later." Mo Zhiyuan gestured for Xi'er to shut up.

Xi'er shut her mouth wisely.

The mighty welcoming procession was walking down the street, led by Xu Yusheng who was riding a horse.

He was dressed in a red robe, his blue hair was curled up, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is a girl who has not left the court, seeing Xu Yusheng like this, forgets his flaws, and can't help but become a nympho.

He turned his head back from time to time and looked into the sedan chair.

And at that time, the red hijab on Mo Zhiyuan's head happened to be blown up by the wind again.

The moment the two eyes met, there was a feeling of being amazed by the years.

For a moment, the two turned their heads away in tacit understanding.

"Miss, are your eyes matching?" Seeing the eye contact between her lady and the Eighth Prince, Xi'er couldn't help covering her mouth and secretly laughing.

Mo Zhiyuan glared at Xi'er, "Xi'er, tell me, should I find you a husband right now and marry you right away?"

"No, no, no..." Xi'er shook her head like a rattle.

(End of this chapter)