Silly Concubine: Buy One Get One Free

Chapter 11

"What? What did you say?
Dongfang Wenyuan couldn't believe her ears, is this really a big pie that fell from the sky?There is such a good thing?
Dongfang Wenyuan burst into tears with excitement, and grabbed Dongfang Wenying's hand tightly: "Aren't you trying to make the second sister happy?"

"Of course not, so the second sister can rest assured to marry."

After all, Dongfang Wenying stuffed the Fengguan Xiapei, which was originally prepared for her marriage with the Ninth Prince, into Dongfang Wenyuan's hands, as well as various jewelry on her hands and neck, and the bright red bridal gown up.

So many red colors and so many wedding things were piled up in Dongfang Wenyuan's small arms, almost burying her whole body.

After doing all this, Dongfang Wenyuan still doesn't quite believe that she is the one who will marry the Ninth Prince, is she dreaming?

Seeing Dongfang Wenying finish all this, she clapped her hands as if she had accomplished a great event, and then waved to Dongfang Wenyuan: "Go, my second sister, I wish you and the Ninth Prince grow old forever and be happy forever! "

"Enen, I will, third sister, I wish you a smooth journey in the rivers and lakes."

"..." The two sisters shook hands and made peace, and the atmosphere reached unprecedented harmony, even the maid Yu'er beside her was moved.

Thinking about it, the second young lady, Dongfang Wenyuan, was the one who scolded the young lady for being a fool the most. I didn't expect the two sisters to have such a deep sisterly love.

On the other side, the Ninth Prince walked back and forth in the palace for countless times, patted his forehead for the last time, and then patted the straight man Xing Zhennan on the shoulder, then looked at him with extremely painful and solemn eyes and said: "Zhennan , this time even if this king begs you to help me, how about you marrying me?"

"What?!" Xing Zhennan was almost overwhelmed by his prince's words.

"Nine... Prince..." Before Xing Zhennan could finish speaking, Yu Wen hugged him proudly, with such strength that Xing Zhennan's chest seemed to burst open.

He heard Yuwen proudly whispering in his ear: "I knew it, you would definitely agree. If you are grateful, I don't need to say more, just do it like this!"

Yuwen said that proudly, and let him go.

Xing Zhennan was so angry that he didn't spray a mouthful of old blood on his face this time.

When did he agree?

God, he didn't promise anything.

On the day of the wedding, the Nine Princes’ Mansion was filled with guests, and it was very lively. The Dongfang’s house was even more filled with red lanterns, and there was a long line of happy characters. The welcoming team beat and beat all the way. It was his friend and imperial bodyguard Xing Zhennan.

The reason why the Ninth Prince didn't come to pick up the bride in person was because he occasionally felt cold and was afraid that his condition would worsen, so he directly waited for the bride in the bridal chamber.

Wearing a bridal gown, Dongfang Wenyuan, who was sitting in Dongfang Wenying's boudoir, was almost overjoyed when she heard the news.

I didn't expect the Ninth Prince to be so careful, waiting for her in the bridal chamber, she was really excited, very excited.

And the bride is covered with a red hijab, who can tell which?

A fake bride is waiting to get married, a fake groom welcomes her outside the Dongfang Mansion, but where are the two people who are supposed to get married?

It is said that there is a market town not far from Longyan City, named Jinxiu Town. There is a county magistrate's daughter who is eighteen years old in the town, but she is not married yet. The family came to find a matchmaker for their daughter, but in the end, it didn't work out, and now they are still in the boudoir.

(End of this chapter)