Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 22 The Big Wedding Day
On the day of the wedding, Aunt Lan got up early in the morning to tidy up.

After Jian Yunling got up, she helped Jian Yunling comb her hair, put on her wedding dress, and came to Mrs. Jian's yard early before the sky was fully lit.

Jian Yunge had been waiting for her for a long time, and after seeing her arrive, surrounded by a group of people, she went to the courtyard where Jian Yunling lived.

All the servants who knew about it followed Jian Yunge, and only Aunt Lan was left to help Jian Yunling put on makeup.

Jian Yunling originally thought that Aunt Lan would cry today, but seeing her unusually calm appearance, she knew that Aunt Lan was already mentally prepared to face the future together with her.

Xi Niang arrived at Jian's residence two hours later with the long queue to welcome her. .

At that time, Jian Yunling had already covered her head and was sitting in front of the dressing table waiting.

Xi Niang teased a few words that the bride was impatient, and went through a bunch of tricks to beg for auspiciousness, before putting Jian Yunling on the wedding sedan chair carried by eight people.

Aunt Lan took advantage of the chaos and hid at the end of the line, wearing men's clothes, without being recognized by anyone.

Jian Yunwu and Jian Yunqing followed Aunt Ye and Aunt Tong, although they couldn't hide the ridicule on their faces, there was still a trace of envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Jian Chenyi did not appear, and no one noticed "Jian Yunling" who never showed his face from the beginning to the end.

Mrs. Jian was supported by a maid, standing in front of the sedan chair, and wiped away a few tears. Grand Master Jian also pretended to comfort her, and then told Xi Niang some things, took the silver, and rewarded everything, and the welcoming team finally returned. Amidst the envy of the onlookers, the gongs and sedan chairs were sounded.

Jian Yunling thought coldly as she looked at the people who kept going away behind her from the curtain of the sedan chair lifted by the wind.

The accounts between me and all of you haven't been settled yet, so don't think that you can live a peaceful life if you marry me off.

I will keep in mind what you owe me, and if I don't get it all back, I won't be called Jian Yunling!

Ten miles of red makeup, golden crown dress.

The welcoming team walked through the busiest street in front of the palace, and everyone was discussing which family's girl was so lucky and married so beautifully.

Sitting in the sedan chair, Jian Yunling laughed alone.

What luck?This is bad luck!

The wedding sedan walked for a long time, so long that Jian Yunling almost fell asleep in the sedan chair, and finally stopped at a place.

Jian Yunling heard Xi Niang outside the sedan chair saying: "My lord, my concubine has arrived, please step forward and kick the door of the sedan chair."

Then there was a voice that was so cold that it penetrated into one's bones and said: "This king's feet are useless, so let the king's guards kick open the sedan door on my behalf. I believe the princess will not mind, right? "

Jian Yunling curled her lips and asked her what she was doing, as if she could call the shots.

She was about to shout "whatever" outside the sedan chair, but suddenly remembered that she was not Jian Yunling, but Jian Yunge.

As a lady of every family, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, she must be careful in every word and deed.

So, she suppressed the words that were on the verge of her mouth, intentionally softened her voice, pretending to be very shy and raised her voice: "Let it be arranged by the prince."

Then, three "bang bang bang" sounds were heard on the sedan door, the sedan door finally opened, and Xi Niang handed a piece of red silk to Jian Yunling for her to hold.

The red silk head was obviously much lower. Jian Yunling walked out with Xi Niang's support, and through the gap under the hijab, she saw a pair of golden dragon and black boots stepping on a wooden wheelchair.

A purple hem hangs from the boots, and the other end of the red silk just covers the pattern on the hem.

Is this person King Han?
(End of this chapter)