Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 17 Wedding (1)

The Prince Jin's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, red carpets were laid on the floor, and dignitaries and guests filled the door.Not only the princes and generals, but even the son-in-law, the prince, and the prince all came to the palace in person.

At this time, Qingfeng Fengguanxia wore a pèi, with heavy hair on the top of her head, completely following the rules, sitting in the wedding sedan chair like a puppet.

She silently listened to the compliments from outside, King Jin was majestic, the scene was grand, etc., but there was a layer of gloom in her heart.

That's right, there are too many prostitutes of princes and generals in the capital, and I am an unpleasant dumb girl, why did King Jin marry me?

After some contact, Jin Wang was obviously very dissatisfied with his behavior, and of course he hated him; in terms of appearance, there are more beauties in the capital, and his sister is so good, but Sun Qiyou is still a big carrot.

Such doubts and worries have always been pressed in the heart of 16-year-old Ning Qingqing.

At this moment, her father's reaction when she saw her wearing a phoenix coronet appeared in her mind.

No one else saw it, but when she saw the tears in her father's eyes, was she crying with joy?Being too naughty in the boudoir, my father must think that he is finally married.

For the first time, she felt the sadness of leaving home, and felt her father's love and reluctance for her.

At this moment, Ning Qingqing's accumulated hatred towards her father dissipated.

She secretly said in her heart: Father, no matter where you go, Qingqing will be filial to you.

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With the support and guidance of Xi Niang and the girl, Qing Qing went through complicated steps one after another, and finally arrived at the main hall.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites took the emperor's imperial decree, and before worshiping at the hall, Ning Qingqing was proclaimed as the concubine of Jin and incorporated into the royal genealogy.

"Fengtian's work, inheriting the union of the earth, obeying the wishes of the parents, following the wish of the newcomer... Today, Xiao Zijun, the king of Jin, and Ning Qingqing, the daughter of the Marquis of An Ding, performed the marriage ceremony, became husband and wife, and became a family..."

"The couple's oath is not divided for a hundred years. They will love each other all their lives and respect each other as guests... The heaven and the earth are blessed, and the ancestors know it. Tell the guests and friends everywhere."

Gentle under the hijab was a little dizzy when he heard it, it was really long-winded, and he still prayed or not.

Looking down, she saw the fierce python eyes in the corner of King Jin Xifu, so she was distracted.

"Bless God—"

There was a shout, but Xiao Zijun didn't react lightly, and Xiao Zijun slightly pulled Hong Ling who was holding her.

With a slight body shake, he suddenly came back to his senses, but he didn't know what to do next.At this point, Xiao Zijun had no choice but to step forward and remind him: Pray to heaven and earth.

Wei Wei hurriedly followed him and bowed to heaven and earth, and the onlookers couldn't help laughing.

Every step was strictly in accordance with the rules and procedures of the royal concubine. After everything was done, Ning Qingwei in the wedding room felt so tired that she was about to fall apart.

Alas, is there anything more tiring and troublesome in this world than getting married?Thinking about it lightly, fortunately we only got married once.

She was tired and hungry, and when there was no one around, she took off her hijab, and saw that there was a plate of pastries on the red sandalwood table beside her, so she secretly made a snack and ate it to fill her stomach.

There was a lot of people outside, and the wedding banquet was so late, there was still the sound of drinking and toasting one after another.

Gently got off the couch, and began to walk around and look at the suite.

I tiptoed into the outer hall, and the maidservants were all stunned like a bodhisattva in a temple.That expression was exactly the same as that wooden face.

The outer hall is paved with embroidered carpets, magnificent; the inner bedroom is decorated with coral red curtains, decorated with gold and jade, rich and noble, divided into east and west pavilions.

Their wedding room is located in Dongnuange, with a picture of peonies in the middle, a brocade of Double Happiness hanging on the wall of the inner couch, and a pair of wishful cabinets with hundreds of treasures against the wall.

Behind the jade screen, the big red wedding bed is covered with thick double happiness dragon and phoenix quilts, and there are scarlet satin quilts and pillows on the couch.

Gently stretching out his hand to flip through randomly, the patterns on the satin are exquisitely embroidered and extremely gorgeous.

Red dates, peanuts, and chestnuts were also sprinkled under the mattress, implying heirs.

Wei Wei didn't care about this Northern Qi folklore, just seeing no one was there, so she took a red date and ate it, three in a row.

At this moment, she felt like a dream again, which was very unreal.Are you really married?Married to that conservative, boring, and chilling (chu chu) King Leng?

Wei Qing fell asleep on the couch with the heavy phoenix crown on her back.

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I don't know how long it took before I was woken up by someone, "Miss, miss, wake up quickly! The prince is rushing over here after the banquet."

Sitting up with a slight jerk, Qing Chuan and other maids were busy making up for the young lady, and then covered her head.

"Miss, I'm going down first."

After Qingchuan finished speaking, she left, leaving Weiqing alone in a state of embarrassment.

Tonight is her wedding night.

A eunuch shouted outside the hall, "My lord is here—"

Sitting lightly on the side of the couch, with a handkerchief twisted in his hands, he lifted his hijab and looked at the jug of wine on the table, feeling more and more uneasy.

The curtains rattled when someone moved them, and Wei Wei immediately listened attentively to the movement.

Then the voices of all the maidservants in the hall knelt down: "My lord is blessed, congratulations to my lord!"

Someone came in, the boots were a little heavy, and there was a gust of wind, and the candle flames of the pair of red candles flickered.

It seemed that he drank a lot, and the room began to smell of alcohol.

"My lord—" Someone came in with a tray, on which was a gold scale with a hijab, implying satisfaction.

"Back off—" was his voice.

The servants put down the tray and left.

After a while, he walked towards the tray on the table, as if staring at the gold scales on it in a daze.

He picked it up and walked slowly towards the wedding couch where he was sitting.

The atmosphere was momentarily stagnant and slightly tense.Just listen to a gentle sentence: "The princess has been waiting for a long time."

The voice of coffin face?

Wei Wei was a little surprised, but before she could react, the hijab in front of her was instantly lifted off.

The moment they raised their eyes, they looked at each other, as if time had stopped.

The prince and husband in the red wedding robe in front of him are so handsome, his starry eyes are full of affection, and the usual indifference has disappeared.

This kind of gentle feeling makes people confused, as if this person is not his King Jin.

He looked at her exquisite beauty, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, "Princess is well."

He even smiled?
Sure enough, he drank too much, so his indifference was swept away.

Qing Qing couldn't speak, only blessed his body, and saluted him as a greeting.

Soon the two bridesmaids entered the room, poured wine, and presented a golden cup, "It's an auspicious time for the newlyweds to marry—"

King Jin picked up a cup first, then handed her another cup, slightly flustered.

With a cold slender hand, she suddenly pressed his knuckle warm hand, insisting on changing his cup.

The action froze.

King Jin looked at her with deep eyes, and suddenly reached out to replace the cup with her, said: "Princess, please—" and drank it down in one gulp.

Gently followed by a gulp.

The two bridesmaids looked at each other, they had never seen such a capricious bride who exchanged wine, but they only thought of the newlyweds as they smiled and congratulated: "Bless the prince and concubine, happy and happy from now on, and grow old together——"

When everything quieted down, there were only two people left in the cabinet.

...Young Master Qinghan...

(together jǐn to drink and hand over cups)
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