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In the city.

"I've heard that today is the wedding day of the ninth prince —"

"That's right, that's right. I don't know why the king married them so quickly, but why?"

"I heard that when the decree was issued that day, everyone was very surprised and became the laughingstock of our Western Regions!"

"Laughter?"

"Yeah, yeah …" I heard that the fourth lady of the Xiahou Clan had a scar on her face, and the ninth prince fell off his horse because he was young. Isn't this kind of union a bit laughable? "

"..." "Ai, what a pitiful person …"

In the general's manor, there was a field of joyous celebration as the maidservants cheered and cheered. The entire place was red, and the lanterns and decorations were showing everyone's happiness.

The general's manor was almost immersed in a sea of red.

The most popular one was still Xiahou Fourth Miss Xiahou Ye Xi's wedding dress. Jing Jing carefully felt the auspicious design of the peony, her eyes filled with envy.

This wedding had been prepared for Xiahou Ye Xi.

And the one wearing this red dress was Jingjing.

After that day, General Xiahou replied to the Ninth Prince's request for a marriage.

What was even weirder was that the impatient Ninth Prince actually set the auspicious hour to be three days later.

Jing Jing didn't know what to face next, a husband with a disability?

Even though this wedding wasn't prepared for her, her heart tensed up.

"Miss, you can't pinch these clothes like this anymore."

The nanny grabbed Jingjing in surprise and said, "The hem of her clothes are wrinkled, it's bad luck."

Jing Jing bit her lips, and could only helplessly put her hand down.

General Xiahou had a strange feeling today. He had been quietly watching Jingjing the entire time, but he hadn't said a single word.

This was probably how she felt when she married her daughter.

Seeing him like this, Jingjing couldn't bear to see him like this.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a commotion from outside.

Just as Jing was hesitating on whether to go up, she heard someone shout from outside the door, "The groom is here, the groom is here …"

Jing Jing's heart couldn't help but tighten …

It was only then that General Xiahou, who had been sitting in silence this entire time, reacted and stood up abruptly.

He rubbed his hands together and paced back and forth a few times, as if he didn't know what to do.

"..." "General, you … you have to go out?" When the servant who reported the matter saw that General Xiahou was still here, he hurriedly spoke up.

"But, that, I still have something I haven't explained to Yessie." General Xiahou grew anxious, as if he had just realized that his daughter was about to be married.

"Lord General, the little miss will marry and return home. We will meet many times in the future. Since I have something to say, I will return home tomorrow and talk about it the same way!"

"It won't be good if we delay the auspicious hour," the wedding maiden said, waving her fiery red handkerchief at him.

General Xiahou rubbed his hands together as he spoke, glancing at Jingjing.

Jingjing seemed to understand General Xiahou's feelings a little. She turned around and said, "Since the groom is here, it doesn't matter much later."

She said to General Xiahou, "Father, help your daughter put on her red veil!"

Matriarch He was afraid of delaying the auspicious hour, but seeing how father and daughter were like this, if she did not follow, it would delay even more. She hurriedly waved her hands, "What, did you not hear what Fourth Miss said? Quick, bring the cover! "

Immediately, someone brought out a fiery-red cap with a trace of transparent sari. Once it was covered, it would have the effect of seeing flowers in the mist.

General Xiahou picked up the sari somewhat excitedly, taking a deep breath before calmly bringing the items to Jingjing's head.

Right at that moment, Jingjing whispered into General Xiahou's ear, a voice only General Xiahou could hear, "Father, don't worry. Your daughter will definitely make you happy!"

The hand that General Xiahou placed on top of the head suddenly stopped moving and he felt relieved.

After covering his head, General Xiahou seemed to be in high spirits as he walked out the door to make things difficult for the bridegroom.

"The general is coming, bridegroom, hurry up and step over the brazier …" The sounds of cheers were transmitted to the bridal chamber one after another. Jingjing only felt that her hand was sweating …

Her heart was inexplicably nervous.

At that time, he had actually felt an illusion.

It was as if this wedding was truly prepared for her.

"..." A poem... "I have to break this over fifty kilograms stone with one palm …"

"Oh …" "Great, great …"

Cheers came from the crowd as they slowly approached the bridal chamber.

His heart tensed up and became even more nervous.

"The last hurdle. As long as the groom drinks this half kilogram of the strongest burning knife in one go, he can enter the bridal chamber and marry the bride."

This sentence was too close.

The closest one was the elder brother who was waiting at the entrance. He wasn't that much older than Xiahou Yuan.

"..." "Bring it here." There was a moment of silence, followed by the smirk of the older brother.

And then a cold reply came.

Jingjing wrinkled her brows, he actually … Just agree to it?

The strongest burning knife, or half a kilogram?

Could he really drink it all in one gulp?

Jingjing couldn't help but tighten the corner of her shirt. Not only did she feel that the people outside had quietened down as well, it seemed that they were all waiting to see if this bridegroom was talking too much.

While he was thinking of this, he heard the applause outside, which gradually grew louder.

"Wow, I drank half of it!"

"Wow, come on —"

"One more mouthful …"

"Hualala …" There was no sound, only the sound of violent applause.

"Can we go in now?" It was the sound of something being ruthlessly thrown onto the ground.

Following that, a cold voice could be heard.

"But, I can …" Xiahou Ye's brother seemed to be stuttering when he spoke.

He had seen a lot of people who drank burning knives.

However, it was rare for him to see someone drink down such a strong knife in a single gulp, even if it was only half a pound.

Apart from those older people, there were also drunkards who spent most of their lives in the wine vat.

It was the first time he had seen such a young person.

As expected, he wasn't an ordinary person.

"Knock, knock, knock …"

Three rules sounded from outside the door.

Jingjing's heart tightened, the nanny hurriedly said, "Fourth Miss, you can personally ask the groom a question and let him in!"

"Do, do I have to ask questions?" Jing Jing's nervousness was continuously increasing. At this time, she felt that she couldn't even speak properly.

The nanny smiled and said, "Since you are the bride, you can naturally ask. If the answer doesn't satisfy you, you can refuse to open the door!"

"So that's how it is!" Jing Jing's nervous heart relaxed a little. She thought for a moment and stared at the tightly shut door.

What should she ask?

After some thought, he quickly organized his thoughts and words.

Slowly, a poem became clear in her mind.

She slowly asked: "Wishing to have someone's heart, with a white head that cannot be separated! Has the ninth prince heard of these words? "

"Never!"

The person at the door was silent for a moment. Although the voice from the bottom level sounded like he had not seen anyone, he still had a seductive feeling to it.

"Then, can you explain these words to me, or could you say... The Ninth Prince has said that he views these words! "

"You wish to have a person's heart and a head that will never be parted from one another?"

Li Yue slowly repeated this sentence, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "Can you understand that Fourth Miss wishes for me to live with you for a lifetime, a lifetime, a couple?"

Jingjing's heart seemed to have been touched by something.

Her heart skipped a beat, as if a light feather was fiddling with it. An indescribable feeling lingered in her heart, making her unable to get used to the warmth for a moment.

Perhaps in the twenty-first century, the words "a pair of people in a lifetime" were not surprising.

However, in this ancient era, there was no custom in this history that was similar to those in the dynasties that were shown on television.

It was normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. How could it be possible for a man to marry you?

"Do you think this is wishful thinking?" Jingjing pondered for a moment before asking.

Even she herself felt this was inconceivable. If even she felt that it was impossible, how would this Ninth Prince respond?

Jingjing was waiting, and the person outside the door didn't make a sound.

He waited for a long time.

After a while, the person at the door let out a snuffling sound.

He calmly replied, "No."

Before Jingjing could respond, he continued, "I believe that it is enough for a human to have a sincere relative. If they can't be a pair for a lifetime, then they probably haven't met a sincere person. With such a small heart, how can we allow two people to live? "

He paused for a moment before continuing, "Therefore, I believe that the connection between Fourth Miss and me is not some kind of wishful thinking."

Shock...

An ancient man could actually say such words.

His tone was very sincere and did not seem like he was fawning on him in the slightest, or perhaps he was just saying those flattering words to receive the bride.

Jingjing was shocked.

In the ancient times, it was simply a legend to have such a person in the royal family.

Jingjing pondered for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Do you really think that way?"

He nodded. "I do."

"Miss … Are you satisfied with the Ninth Prince's answer? " The nanny asked with a smile on her face. She was almost happier than the two of them.

She had seen so many scenes of newlyweds getting married, but this was the first time she had seen such a cordial response.

They had not even met.

The nanny had a premonition that these two would be a very blissful couple.

It might even be something … Wishing to have a heart of a man, a pair of inseparable by a head of white hair.

Jingjing's face, with a huge scar on the right, beautiful on the left.

Due to the cover of the sari, the nanny was unable to see her pink cheeks, which were flushed red with shyness.

"Open the door!"

Taking a deep breath, Jingjing said to the nanny.

"Sigh … The bride has opened the door. She's both happy and rich …"

"When the bridegroom enters the door, it's my fortune —"

Under the grandma's voice, a beautiful young man in a fiery red robe slowly appeared in front of Jingjing.

If it wasn't for Jingjing covering her head, her widened eyes would have been covered by the veil.