Chapter 91

Wen Wanqing took Miaoling back to liwangfu to collect and salute. That afternoon, the imperial edict arrived.

Wen Wanqing is no longer the imperial concubine of the gift king. After receiving the imperial edict, he sent away the eunuch. Xuanlian coldly looks at her, "do you have to make trouble with me like this?"

Wen Wan Qing sneers, there is no meaning to take care of Xuan Lian at all, go back to the room directly.

Xuan Lian black face looking at her to leave, also jilt sleeve to leave finally.

All the servants in the palace were sighing. Who could have expected that the princess, who looked beautiful yesterday, would be invited to the hall today.

Everyone realized that the palace would change again.

Some of those who had submitted their certificates to Wen Wanqing before are now too sorry to go up and down to follow sun Yueru's path. More of them are going to take refuge in Qiu Shuang, who belonged to Wen Wanqing's family before.

When she came, she carried a big sedan chair, played gongs and drums, and was happy; when she left, people went to tea, and no one saw her off.

Miaoling carries the last salute to the carriage. Wenwanqing stands at the gate of the palace and looks inside for the last time.

After that, she will have nothing to do with the liwangfu.

Wen Wanqing took back her sight in silence. She stepped down the steps of the palace and completely ended the past.

Wen Wanqing got into the carriage. Miaoling took the lead and asked, "where are we going, miss?"

In the carriage came the voice of Wen Wanqing, "go to the state of Liang."

It's a long distance from Prince Li's mansion to Liang's mansion. When Wen Wanqing looks out from the carriage, she can see not only a road, but also freedom.

At that time, Wen Wanqing was carried across the road in a sedan chair full of expectation. In front of him, joy was playing. Around him, Xipo kept saying auspicious words. Behind him, Xiguan held up a long rod with firecrackers in his left and right hands.

Xuanlian rode across the street on a pure white horse. Behind him were two servants with baskets in their hands. The baskets were full of copper coins. They walked and scattered all the way, attracting countless people to compete behind the welcoming team.

Wen Wanqing listened to the auspicious words in her mother-in-law's mouth and fantasized about her married life.

What kind of life would that be? Raise eyebrows and respect each other?

Under the red cap, the bride's pretty face is slightly red and her mouth is smiling.

The sedan chair suddenly stopped, and the bride put one end of the red silk into Wen Wanqing's hand. Wen Wanqing was a little panicked and almost didn't throw out the red silk. Finally, she took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, but her head was low and she couldn't lift it up, and her red face became more and more beautiful.

After worshiping heaven and earth, she waited in her bridal chamber. Sitting at the bedside with the cover, Wen Wanqing felt uneasy. After all, she was going to be married at night. At the thought of what Xi Niang and her mother taught her, she was ashamed to find a way to get in.

As time went by, Wen Wanqing felt a little stiff. Under the hood, she saw a maid come in and light the candle.

Miaoling advised her to take off the cover for a rest, but Wen Wanqing insisted on not waiting for her husband to be the first to uncover the red cover.

However Xuan Lian beat her hard from this beautiful dream to wake up. Wen Wanqing saw the cruel reality.

Her husband is in love with his side room, and she is just a dispensable chess piece after political marriage.

If it's just like this, she may not hate it. After all, it's beyond her control to love this kind of thing.

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