Ugly Princess: The Second Marry of the Bloodthirsty Eighth Prince

Chapter 145

He was helped down again, and under the guidance of the female official holding a bead lamp, he passed the Dongge fan, passed the inner hall, stepped over the brazier, and entered the bridal chamber.

The hazy red light swayed quietly through the big red hipa. In the huge bedroom, there were layers of purple and red curtains, with big red Chinese characters posted everywhere. On the silver fire tree lamp stand, one lamp after another was burning. There are dozens of small red candles, and there are plates of pastries and nuts on the desk, all covered with red 囍 characters. On the table in front of the bed, there is a Xi'an scale, He's wine, and several boxes of Xi'an fruit. pastry.

Layers of thin red gauze are hung on the huge ancient wooden bed, and the bed is covered with a happy quilt that looks like a dragon and a phoenix.

On each of the four corners of the bed was a handle of jade ruyis, and in the middle was an aquarium filled with various pearls, gemstones, gold and silver coins, and the pillow was sprinkled with red dates, peanuts and longan.

The whole bridal chamber is shrouded in a flirtatious red world, indescribably rich and grand, indescribably charming and festive.

Sitting quietly on the bed, waiting for the groom.

What would he do if he took off the hijab and was found to have mistaken the wrong person?
Has Duan Wang already made arrangements?

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At this moment, the queen's bedroom.

The same bridal chamber candles, the same red candles with the word "Happy".

On the bed, also sat the newlyweds wearing a phoenix coronet and a summer cloak.

'squeak~'

As soon as the door opened, there was the sound of light and steady footsteps approaching. Inside the wedding dress, Junxiu's ten fingers were slowly clenched.

Through the red silk handkerchief, she looked down at the Luo Jinxiu shoes on her feet, and waited for the moment when Xihong Scale lifted the hijab. She waited for a long time but there was no movement. A female official came to her side. Said: "Please ask the groom to pick up the bride's head covering, and we will be united until we grow old, and the good stories will last forever."

On the side, Shangguan Hongyu quietly stared at the people sitting and standing on the bed for a while, his eyes fell on the wedding scale in Shang Gong's hand, he took it, and lightly waved his hand: "Everyone back down."

"This..." Shang Gong was a little hesitant, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at the couple.

Seeing that he seemed determined to come by himself, he bowed slightly, led a group of maids and maids to retreat, and closed the door.

wow~
The new room fell silent.

He didn't move, just stood there quietly looking at the newlyweds in red.

The hand holding Xicheng trembled a little, and the slender, white fingers loosened and then clenched tightly, repeating this, revealing some tension.

On the bed, Ge Yingying slowly frowned.

He was clearly in the room, but it seemed as if he didn't exist. She wanted to follow his figure, so she turned her head slightly. On the left corner, a bright yellow robe fell into her eyes.

I heard that the regent has a disabled foot, wears a mask, and sits in a wheelchair. Why does this person stand well?

This man was insane, actually wearing the same dragon robe and five-clawed dragon boots as the Holy One.

But it doesn't matter, she doesn't care about these.

He is willing to stand, but she is more willing to sit there and wait.

The chain on the scale beam rang, and the boots took a few steps closer, and she lowered her head.

Slowly, the scale beam stretched in, lifted the corner of Xipa up, and the bright red light gradually illuminated the sight.

"Look up." He reached out and pinched her jaw as he spoke.

But she became more and more puzzled, didn't she hear that the regent's voice was extremely hoarse and old?

Why is this sound so magnetic and pleasant?
Squeezing her ten fingers, her eyelashes fluttered a few times, she slowly raised her head following his gesture, her eyes froze for a moment.

This beautiful face, long eyes like water, thin lips, high nose, dark hair, long body, elegant temperament
Also, the smile in the corner of the eye.

She was stunned, but he gradually froze the smile on his face, and even his eyes gradually became startled, and he said coldly: "Are you, Ge Wu?"

She was startled and froze all over, Nana replied: "The concubine is not Ge Wu, the concubine is Ge Yingying."

The hand that pinched her chin tightened suddenly, causing her pain.

"What did you say your name was?!"

At this time, she also faintly felt that something was wrong, and replied again: ". Song. Yingying."

His eyes suddenly widened, he stepped back a few steps, leaned on the edge of the table and stared at her in shock.

The scale beam fell from Shangguan Hongyu's hand to the ground, and his eyes gradually became cold.This is no accident!Does anyone know?
Probably not, so who is this subcontractor?
The person sitting here should not be Ge Yingying, the eldest lady of the Ge family, but her, Ge Wu, Wu Niang, and even his A Xue!

It's the one he misses!

Suddenly realized something, the next second her figure was already shaking, and Ge Yingying on the bed was also pressing her dizzy forehead, her eyes were also shocked, her body was lying limply on the edge of the bed, Shangguan Hongyu subconsciously swept into the room , his eyes fell on the golden tripod incense burner on the desk. When he entered the room just now, a maid lit incense, and green smoke curled silently from his nose.

It is the unknown ecstasy smoke in the incense! ?
When Shangguan Hongyu realized something, it was too late.

He forced himself to use his true energy to force out the effect of the ecstasy smoke, but he was inherently sick, coupled with the shock in his heart, his inner breath became chaotic in a hurry, and a stream of bright red blood dripped down the corner of his mouth.

Ge Yingying on the bed rushed over to help him up, but both of them passed out on the ground the next moment.

a long time--

'squeak~'

The red-lacquered door was pushed open again, and a few figures meandered in, their skirts made a rustling sound, and after a while, the newlyweds, both of whom had fainted on the ground, had taken off their clothes and lay down on the bed. Chengxiang's joy was lifted, the silk curtains fell slowly, and the few people left the bridal chamber in silence.

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At this moment, the Imperial Study Room of the other palace.

In front of the dragon case, Jinmian was shrouded in the dim yellow light, and with a vigorous swipe of the pen, a letter of divorce was written on the thin paper.

Looking at the wet ink stain, he looked up at the flickering oil lamp in front of him.

At this moment, is she sitting on the queen's phoenix couch, wearing a phoenix coronet and xia cloak, quietly waiting for the groom to pick up her hijab, and the bright dragon, phoenix, and red candles are shining on her face, and she has already transformed into a woman in flames? Phoenix, only came for the hatred in my heart.

Does she also hate him deeply?

Just as Shangguan Fenglan was sitting at the desk looking at the divorce letter in his hand and was silent, the door opened and Nangong Mingye walked in.

Even with the golden mask on, Nangong Mingye could still see Shangguan Fenglan's distraught at this moment.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

This kind of love is really the most grievous thing, it seems that it can't be touched.

In the past year, Shangguan Fenglan has never stopped searching for Nalan Xueyi. Although she knows that there is no reason why she will not die after falling off the cliff, it seems that she has been living by his side, stubbornly refusing to see the truth.

A few days before the Ching Ming Festival, he followed Shangguan Fenglan to the river, and used the second leader of the Eastern Bandit Gang to attack King Duan.So that he, the regent, can sit more securely.

On Qingming that day, Shangguan Fenglan walked along the river alone. He went there for a few days, and he could guess what Shangguan Fenglan was thinking in his heart. Could it be that he wanted to see things and think about others?Facing the river water for a few days?

Unexpectedly, when he came back a few days later, his junior brother seemed to have lost his soul.

In his mouth, he only talked to him in a daze about what he met in Jianjia Village.

Wu Niang?

Knowing medical skills, living in Jianjia Village a year ago, with a loyal maid by her side?

All this may be accidental.

But he never believed in so many coincidences, presumably Shangguan Fenglan didn't believe it either, otherwise he wouldn't have sent him to find out Wuniang's life experience overnight after returning to the palace.He sent someone to go to Beicang, and when a message came back, he couldn't be more sure that Liu Sanxiu, who Wu Niang often worshiped on the green tomb by the Luoshui River, was Nalan Xueyi's maid, Mingxiang.

Apart from not being able to find out the truth about her disguise back then, it is certain that Wu Niang is Nalan Xueyi.

Since getting the news, Shangguan Fenglan's expression is even different from usual in the past half month.

It's a pity that there is such a strange fate in this world.

Meet by chance but don't know each other.

Two people who are clearly in love are hindered by misunderstandings and misunderstandings, and now they are like strangers.

Now, she wants to marry into the palace on behalf of her, so she must have hatred in her heart. At this time, the person under the golden face clearly knows her motives, but insists on watching her marry his nephew in the palace. What this distraught man can only think about is the scene of his beloved sleeping in the same bed with others?
Thanks to him, he could bear it.

Nangong Mingye sighed again and again in his heart, shaking his head and waving the jade fan unceasingly.

As a junior, his kung fu of self-torture is stronger than that of his master, and his senior has not learned half of it, which shows that he is innately dull.

He coughed a few times, tapped the jade fan lightly on the table, and brought back Shangguan Fenglan's gloomy thoughts.

"What are you doing here?" Shangguan Fenglan said indifferently.

Nangong Mingye shook his head again and again, "Junior brother, it really makes me sad to tear down the bridge when you cross the river."

Shangguan Fenglan ignored him, and pushed the wheelchair to get out of the imperial study. Nangong Mingye smiled treacherously, and said unhurriedly: "Junior brother, do you really want to divorce your new wife on the day of your wedding? She But Miss Ge Jia, you are your concubine Yuan, you are really ruthless."

Shangguan Fenglan sneered: "It's not the first day you know me."

Nangong Mingye leaned forward lazily, with a leisurely and charming appearance, with half-opened clothes, and winked at his junior brother indifferently, "You take half a step out of this door tonight, I promise to the old man, master, You will regret it for the rest of your life."

Shangguan Fenglan's eyes became more gloomy at this time, "You want to stop me?"

"bingo."

Shangguan Fenglan had a gloomy and dark face, she didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, and pushed the wheelchair outside.

Nangong Mingye waited quietly with arms crossed, saw the wheelchair parked at the door, turned around, and said in a dark tone, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

He hooked his lips sideways, with a treacherous smile, "~Hey, in my opinion, there are probably two people who are more gloomy than you tonight."

Shangguan Fenglan shot him a cold look, probably intending to deal with you without telling the truth.

Only then did Nangong Mingye stop playing, and said in a leisurely manner: "The two people I'm talking about, one is Prince Duan, and the other is the current emperor, Shangguan Hongyu. I'm afraid their hearts are darker than yours. More than that.”

Shangguan Fenglan said: "Speak clearly."

"To make it complicated, there is another good show in the palace tonight, stealing the day and changing the bride." "Nalan Xueyi wanted to enter the palace by taking the opportunity of marriage on behalf of her, but how could Prince Duan miss this in hand?" A chance? His heartlessness is even worse than yours, and Wu Niang can be regarded as his savior, but he let her benefactor come into the palace, become his eyeliner, and be buried beside you."

"And the current emperor has long heard that he admires Nalan Xueyi from back then."

"Now, it was a chance to hug a beauty by marriage, but Wang Duan stepped in and delivered that beauty to you. You said, if they know that this beauty is Nalan Xueyi in the future, they will be deeply moved." Your remorse at the beginning is comparable to your current mood, I think it will only be worse than that."

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