The mistress of the Hou family went crazy after doting on concubines and killing their wives.

Chapter 16: Want to marry you, a damn ghost?
Madam Xie was so angry that she calculated all the benefits, but the benefits went to her original wife's eldest daughter's house!

She laughed angrily and said sarcastically, "Lu Wan, I underestimated you. It turns out that you are interested in the position of the Crown Prince's wife, but don't end up in vain. Can you keep the Crown Prince's position if you have no heirs?" "

Lu Wan raised her head with a smile, "If Mrs. Xie is not afraid that my grandmother will come to the Xie Mansion to settle accounts with the imperial dragon staff, you can try to see if you can force me to get on the sedan chair."

The old lady of Qin was the first female general in the Dali Dynasty. She had the same outstanding military exploits as the Duke of Qin. The dragon staff was given by the late emperor.

Mrs. Xie's face darkened and she sneered twice.

The dead girl actually dared to threaten her face to face!
Then you will never be able to hold your head up!
"Okay. Then it will be changed to a ghost marriage in the future." Mrs. Xie raised her eyebrows.

"Ghost marriage! How humiliating!" Mrs. Lu and Lu Shanyuan's expressions changed.

The Lu family is so shameless!
Underworld marriages were more popular among high-ranking families in the Dali Dynasty. Underworld marriages were equivalent to holding funerals. Most of the daughters' families were selected from small families and sold as maids. They kept filial piety for the men until their death.

It is simply unheard of for Lu Wan to marry someone in a dark marriage because of her noble status.

Mrs. Xie sneered, "Of course, you don't need a ghost marriage to marry a dead person. Should you use a wedding ceremony of a living person?"

A dead man can still make waves.

The eldest daughter-in-law in the eldest house, who only knows how to knock wooden fish and chant sutras, can't even fart, so how can she protect the little daughter-in-law who is as beautiful as a flower?

When she married into a long-term family, she just had one more dead fish at her disposal.

Lu Wan said calmly: "Since it is a ghost marriage, let's hold Prince Xie's funeral first and then hold the wedding. Otherwise, how will the Xie family plan to explain to the emperor and the court?"

It would be best if you can delay it for a while.

She still has to take care of things in the Lu Mansion, for example, it's time to settle her mother's dowry.

"The auspicious day of the zodiac is chosen by the Emperor through the Qin Tian Jian. If you want to change the wedding time, it depends on your ability to convince the Emperor."

There is only one day left. A woman without a royal decree cannot enter the palace. Let's see if you can reach the sky?

She is a second-grade imperial concubine. Tomorrow she will go to the palace in person to tell the imperial concubine that as long as the imperial concubine is angry, Lu Wan will not marry Xie Huaiyu obediently.

Mrs. Lu and Lu Shanyuan looked at each other. They didn't want to delay. After all, after the wedding, the clan leader and uncles from the clan were invited to arrange the heir.

Madam Lu said hurriedly, "Wan'er, since the two families have already agreed, there is no need to change the time."

Lu Shanyuan also said, "The ghost wedding and the funeral can be held at the same time. They are all dead anyway."

Lu Wan laughed angrily.

This is her biological grandmother and biological father!
Lu Wan knew that the Lu family asked her to leave quickly and wanted Yu Xiuyan to become her mother's child!
dream!

Mrs. Xie glanced at Mrs. Lu, "The dowry list has been registered with the government. Mo Yin's wedding is missing. If you dare to keep it for yourself, I won't be polite!"

Mrs. Lu was furious to death.

Lu Wan raised her eyebrows.

As expected, Mrs. Xie was a shameless and ruthless person, and her grandmother, who was born into a wealthy family, was no match for her.

Mrs. Xie had a gloomy face and left with a group of people.

This posture... No one cares about Yu Churong?

Zhao Ru realized that no one was paying attention to her, so he quickly slipped back to see Yu Churong.

Mrs. Lu sighed and took Lu Wan's hand, "Good child, I have wronged you. I will personally write to the old lady to apologize to her. Don't worry, the Xie family will give you the forty-six betrothal gift, your mother The thirty dowloads left behind and the twenty dowloads sent from your maternal grandfather’s family, plus the two dowloads your father and I gave you, plus the dowry given to you by your relatives, make a dowry of one hundred dowloads. But in the future, you will settle down in the Xie family. If you are wronged, you must go home and tell your grandmother, and she will definitely make the decision for you."

Lu Wan lowered her eyes, hid the coldness in her eyes, and responded in a low voice, "Thank you, granddaughter, for your love."

Her dowry was indeed carefully prepared by her mother before her death.

No matter who she marries, she cannot wrong her only daughter.

Lu Wan's nose felt sore.

Unfortunately, she will never see her mother again.

Both families care about face, and a shocking event occurs in the house, but they all proceed quietly without acknowledging it. The outside world does not know that the groom has changed in the grand wedding of the two princes.

...a hidden mansion ten miles outside Beijing.

The outer courtyard was dark and silent, not even the sound of an insect.

The three main rooms in the deep inner courtyard are lit with lights.

Behind the screen across the door, a pair of gilt copper cauldrons burned silver charcoal.

Near the window of the room, behind a large black rosewood writing desk measuring one foot and five feet long, the man in black robe is closing his eyes to meditate.

There is a bronze mirror on the desk. Next to the bronze mirror are a red wedding invitation and a bronze lion head pendant.

On it are three characters: Imperial City Division.

A pot of tea is burning on the bamboo stove inlaid with cloisonné enamel animal ears next to the desk, and the steam is boiling. Three oranges and two pears are placed on the partition net of the charcoal fire. The warm room is filled with the fragrance of fruit. It smells very relaxing.

"Oh my god, I finally succeeded. Otherwise, my reputation as a national first-class medical beauty expert would be ruined." A brisk voice came in along with a gust of fragrance.

The visitor's blue robe was open, revealing a moon-white robe without a belt, and he looked like a swinger.

The man in black robe opened his eyes.

A piece of dough as thin as a feather dangled in front of his eyes.

"My lord, you don't know. If this technology is brought back to my hometown, it will be a global sensation. I estimate that I can get 100 million in venture capital."

The man was used to these incomprehensible words, and his expression remained calm.

The man in blue robe immediately fell silent, carefully unfolded the leather in his hand, and said humbly, "His Majesty, give it a try?"

The man closed his eyes again.

The man in blue robe put the mask on his face, adjusted the position, pressed the areas that didn't fit, looked at the bronze mirror, and said quietly for a moment, "Are you...sure you want to use this face?"

"Ok?"

"This guy is a eunuch. His male hormones have been suppressed for a long time, and his skin lacks masculinity. After putting on makeup, his face is white and there is no beard. You are 90% similar to him. Do you really want to wear a eunuch's vest?"

"Qin Haotian, will you die if you don't make any noise?" The man in black robe was extremely disgusted and closed his eyes again.

Qin Haotian made a face and looked serious.

A quarter of an hour later, a handsome face was reflected in the bronze mirror, but it was a bit too pale and a bit scary.

"It's done!" Qin Haotian became excited and muttered while admiring the masterpiece, "Xie Zhiyan, you are a dignified fourth-grade Weiwei Siqing, but you insist on wearing the face of the deputy commander of the Imperial City Division, what are you trying to do? There are ways to die..."

"Your Majesty..." A servant hurriedly came in to interrupt him.

Xie Zhiyan took back the foot he was about to kick out and turned around.

"Ah! Yan, Yan..." the boy screamed. He was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and did not dare to speak for a long time.

"Does it look like it? Does it look like it? Does it really look like it? Look, no one around you can recognize you." Qin Haotian was so excited that he danced.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death. I really thought the deputy commander had resurrected him from the dead."

"Let's change clothes. It will take an hour to enter the city. We must enter the city before Yin Shizheng." Xie Zhiyan stood up, with black hair like a waterfall and a long body.

The young man said: "Your Majesty... there is something wrong in the Hou Mansion."

"What's wrong?"

"White flags and many white lanterns were hung up in front of the gate of the Hou Mansion all night long... It doesn't look like a wedding, it looks like it's Ming, Ming..."

"Ghost marriage?" Qin Haotian's eyes lit up and he pointed his finger, "I have read in Dali's Miscellaneous Records that a woman who marries a dead man is called...ah, yes, it is called a widower."

His eyes suddenly widened, "Isn't it right? Miss Lu, the most noble lady in Bianjing, wants to marry a dead ghost like you?"

Xie Zhiyan glanced sideways at him and took off the clothes on the hanger, "Qing Ming, finish your words."

　If you have a monthly pass, come over.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)