The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

142 Chapter 2 It's So Dirty ([-])
He drove his horse forward, and Han Wen at the back gave the little girl some rewards, but Han Wu was puzzled, and asked on horseback: "Master, this is clearly a poppy, how could it be a magnolia flower? The flower seller The little girl doesn't know flowers."

Han Ye smiled but said nothing, his eyes were lowered, and he saw a few small characters engraved on the tender red petals: "Master, kill him as soon as possible, lest there will be changes."

early?

A wimp who always hides behind girls, has replaced all his previous positions, and is even more hateful than Situ He who fought with him. Even if he does not change, even if he is really sick, he... is not dead. No.

Huacai's sedan chair drove unhurriedly on the street. The road to Jinyang Prince's Mansion has been walked no less than ten times since a month ago, but only Baililuo walked with satisfaction on the day of her wedding.

All these years, Bai Lijing had been overpowering her, and she finally regained some of the limelight on the tenth day of March.The noon gate in the palace has always been only for emperors to pass through. Except for Emperor Jingyuan, in the past 20 years, the only one who entered the imperial city through the noon gate was Situ Shan, who married into the royal family as the mother of the country when she entered the Weiyang Palace. The well-deserved Queen of Daxing Kingdom.

On the tenth day of March, the two princesses of Jinhua Palace and Luohua Palace got married at the same time. The welcoming procession stopped at the square in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Beside the wedding sedan chair, there was no shadow of the groom.

Immediately, the countless dowries became a big joke, and they all mocked the empire's first princess for marrying so pitifully, and her husband was so sick that he asked his uncle to welcome the bride on his behalf.This joke has already been recorded in the annals of history, and I am afraid that no generation of people will forget it in the future.

The wedding sedan chair was carried out from the noon gate, and then went to the east and west of the city, one left and one right, she Baililuo was so happy, and it was not humane.It's not because she loves Han Ye, or finally found a marriage she wanted, but just because she finally managed to win the marriage - as long as it can make Bai Lijing unhappy, as long as she can Let Bai Lijing never be able to hold her head up again, then everything she has done is worthwhile regardless of the cost!

and then?
Then once she married into Jinyang Prince's Mansion, she was proud, but this pride could not last long. Her husband was polite on the surface, but inwardly he was so indifferent that even if a sword was stuck in his heart, he would be able to calm down As usual, his face remained unchanged.

This kind of gentleness and politeness is like wearing a well-painted mask on your face. Even if you cry and shout, he won't take off the mask. How hopeless it is. Tepidity is the most hated thing in the world. a feeling of!
Perhaps the bearer missed his foot, and the sedan chair shook a bit. Baililuo held on to the sedan chair wall to stabilize his figure. Outside, Chuncui scolded: "Be careful! You slaves! What if you hurt Princess Luo! You How many heads are enough to chop off!"

Those bearers were all from Jinyang Prince's Mansion, not dowry servants, so they didn't buy Chuncui's scolding very much, instead they said back: "We didn't see a wild cat just sprang out just now! I don't know if it is Whose cat!"

The four bearers were strong and burly, they were not something Chuncui could mess with, and they were no better than the imperial guards protecting them, as if they had entered a dragon's pond and a tiger's den and could not move.

Baililuo clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, these slaves are really hateful!The servants in the Jinyang Palace probably spread the word. Everyone knows that except for the first few days of the wedding, Han Ye has never rested in the main room for more than a month, and has been sleeping in the study. The love between the prince and the concubine is just a play!
However, there are some things that can't be hidden no matter what, even if they can hide the blood stains on the white silk at the wedding night, and they can make a tender gesture.

Arriving at Jinyang Prince's Mansion, Baililuo got off the sedan chair supported by Chun Cui, the sky had already darkened, walking in the corridor, Baililuo suddenly asked, "Did you find the person you were looking for?"

Chun Cui was confused for a while, and then nodded hurriedly: "I have already found the princess, and she said she will arrive at night."

There were no other attendants beside them, only their master and servant. Baililuo straightened his back, raised his slender neck high, and his dark eyes made the silver lock pearls on his eyebrows a bit grayer. Said: "At night, you go to meet her, be careful, if someone finds out, you and she will both die."

Chuncui was so frightened that she shivered and shook her head desperately: "No! Chuncui must do well! Please don't worry, princess! You must trust Chuncui!"

At this moment, just as she stepped into the door of the main room, Baililuo pushed her away, and Chuncui fell to the ground unsteadily, with tears in her eyes in pain but did not dare to moan.

Baili Luo looked down at her, with a sneer on her lips, her voice was not loud but very gloomy, completely different from her usual gentle and generous image: "Shouting so loudly, I want everyone in the palace to hear Is it? I only believe that the dead are the best at keeping secrets all my life. From now on, you can just do things and keep your voice down, otherwise, I will turn you into a real dumb! Can you hear me clearly!"

Mulian didn't return to the Prime Minister's Mansion until after noon, and saw that Bailijing had settled down in the inner room of "Youfeng Laiyi", and was falling asleep. Mo Wen was by her side to take care of her. Kitchen decoction.

When she went to the Grand Marshal's Mansion, what Situ He said to her, Mu Lian didn't tell Mo Wen what she meant at all, and she didn't need to care about Mo Wen's psychology in all her actions, hurt, annoyed, and angry, it had nothing to do with her , she is not Baili Jing, she does not need to be responsible to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen seemed completely indifferent to Mu Lian's rudeness and neglect, and twisted the veil to wipe Baili Jing's burning forehead and cheeks.

In the middle of the afternoon, a girl came in and reported that the Fourth Young Master was outside and asked them if Princess Jing was feeling better. They watched, did they want to invite the Fourth Young Master into the house?
Mo Wen was the only one in the room. He raised his head and looked at the talkative girl through the heavy veil, but he didn't respond.Anyway, he was dumb, and he was still dumb when he heard it. He didn't want Mo Yu to come in.

With a serious face, Mo Wen stretched out his hand and touched the girl's cheek with his fingertips. The moment she uncovered her hijab in the bridal chamber, he didn't pay much attention to it, so he ignored her beauty for the most part. At this moment, the more he looked at her, the more he found her. His face was stunning, yet somehow vaguely familiar.

Is it true that every man who has love in his heart will have an illusion about his woman, and feel that he has known her before, if he has not met her in a dream, then he has a predestined relationship in his previous life?

When Mulian came out of the kitchen after decocting the medicine, she happened to see Mo Yu standing in front of the door of "You Feng Lai Yi". He was dressed in homely blue casual clothes, and his figure was thin like that of a teenager.However, Mo Yu had no intention of entering the house, and was talking to those girls with his back turned to her.

(End of this chapter)