C135

Three days later …

The Prince Jin Residence was extremely busy, the servants were carefully preparing and placing the things inside, Leng Shaoyu did not lie to her, and today, on such a beautiful day, was the day of his and Situ Jingyu's celebration.

In the middle of the night, the red words' Happy Blessing 'were pasted all over the windows. The banners were displayed in front of the house, and there were red ropes tied around the trees. The servants were all holding onto pots of wine, setting them up as they should, in a hurry, afraid that a mistake would delay them for an hour.

The rookie laughed, ignoring the crying of the old.

Luo Shang sat quietly in front of her dressing table, listening to the sounds coming from outside. It was so lively, why did she feel such desolation?

The moon had not completely retreated, only leaving half of its ambiguous corner. Whether it was intentional or not, it always made people feel more desolate and unbearable.

"Princess, the prince said …" The servant wanted to say something but hesitated, she did not know how to speak. She was worried that Luo Shang would feel bad and had to report the Duke's intentions honestly.

Just when the girl found it hard to gnash her teeth, the woman at the dressing table calmly spoke. I'll go. "

Hearing her say this, the maidservant thanked her profusely and left the room.

The woman in the bronze mirror had eyes like crescent moons under her eyebrows. Her cold and aloof eyes were full of drunkenness. She smiled faintly, but there was no lack of bitterness. The Wu Zhou sect's rules still had to be respected, but Leng Shaoyu allowing her to attend, was simply to let her personally see them pay respects.

Ah Yu helped her comb the black hair behind her, and then tied her hair up into a chignon with a pair of Acacia Gem Beads. She shook her head with a hundred steps of pure gold, making a tinkling sound as she moved, and on her forehead, there was a string of jewel-like beads that matched her snow-white skin.

The faint rouge congealed like a rose. A faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and her moth brows raised. The cinnabar slowly melted between her brows. Luo Shang slowly picked up the thin red sandpaper from the table, causing Bing Qing's gaze to pause. She lightly pursed her lips, looking extremely beautiful and shy.

Ah Yu took out the clothes that the servant had given him. Her red ceremonial clothes were suffused with a golden luster and the intricate patterns on the wide sleeves were extremely beautiful, with not a single blemish appearing on them. Hesitating, he asked, "Miss, do you really want to go?"

What reason could she possibly have for not going?

"She slowly stood up and slid her slender fingers onto her stunning dress as she smiled sweetly." If I don't go, wouldn't I be wasting such beautiful clothes? "

She was the princess consort of the Prince Jin Palace, and currently, the Prince Jin was taking in a concubine. If this person, as the principal concubine, did not show his face, not to mention breaking the royal rules, he would also lose the face of a general family.

The sky slowly brightened. Outside the Phoenix-resting Chamber, all the way to Yue Pavilion was splendor and grandeur. It seemed that Leng Shaoyu had really put in a lot of effort in order to marry Princess Situ.

The maidservants held embroidered boxes decorated with pearls, cloth Juan embroidered with golden threads and silver threads, and other sorts of jewelry. There were a total of 66 cauldrons, and with the addition of the Bush silks, a total of 99 pieces of silk were taken into the courtyard of Yue's east wing.

After that, a few of the mama carried a candle with twelve plates each, and with a wave of the circular fan, the flower pot was filled with ten pots, and in addition to the various candles, there were also round lotus seeds and pastries. He also entered the courtyard.

Presumably, in the future, that place would become Situ Jingyu's resting place. Leng Shaoyu had placed her opposite of Yue's Phoenix-resting Chamber, he had truly considered and considered things thoroughly, and Luo Shang gazed into the distance.

"Princess, it's time to go to the hall. The ministers have all arrived." The maidservant informed her from behind.

Luo Shang nodded, took another look at the luxurious courtyard, shifted her eyes that had been stuck on the red blessings paper for a long time, and turned to return to the hall.

Luo Shang recalled the day she first married to him, there was no happiness in the entire Duke Palaces at all. Other than the dark red wedding dress she wore, there was no hint of red at all.

She smiled wryly as she thought back to the past. Coincidentally, when she reached the corner, a shadow flashed by, covering her mouth and forcefully dragging her away.

Ah Yu was just about to scream out loud and see the man's appearance clearly, when he closed his mouth, bent his body, and kowtowed: "This servant greets His Highness King Han."

Prince Han, Leng Mufei? Why is it him again? Luo Shang raised her eyes, the man's devilish face looked at her with a grin, and his devilish voice whispered into Luo Shang's ears: "I can release my hand, but you are not allowed to leave. If you agree, nod. "

What the hell was this man trying to do? The guests were already here and the court officials were all in the lobby?

Luo Shang forced herself to nod her head.

Seeing that she was obedient, Leng Mufei released his hand, but didn't think that he would turn around and leave in the next second. He frowned, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back against the wall.

He stood in front of her, his lips curled up in displeasure as he said, "You're actually a young lady from an aristocratic family. Why are you acting so shamelessly?"

Luo Shang looked at him in disdain but did not speak.

"What kind of look is that, disdainful?" You dare to look down on This King? " Leng Mufei looked at her without even looking at him, with a cold expression. Feeling indignant in his heart, he frowned. His peach blossom eyes looked a little depressed.

In this world, there was no woman who dared to look down on him. Such insolence, she was truly a bold woman.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and smiled. The corner of his mouth moved as if he had thought of something interesting. He threatened, "If you don't open your mouth, then I won't let you go."

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

The bell in the main hall rang out, this was the first time. After three rings, everyone should be here, she couldn't continue wasting time like this with this man in front of her.

"Let me go!" Luo Shang said in an ice-cold voice.

Leng Mufei was startled, he blinked his eyes, and smiled mischievously: "No!"

"Eldest Sister-in-Law is my mother. In the name of the Consort, I order you to let go … "Ugh …"

A gentle kiss fell, blocking her restless little mouth. Leng Mufei frowned slightly, intoxicated with her greedy lips, he grabbed her struggling hand and kissed her.

At the same time, the man standing on the other side of the pavilion turned ashen when he saw this scene. His originally ice-cold face had sunk even deeper, and his fierce gaze was filled with anger as he punched the reddish-brown pillar, shocking the birds in the cage to the point that they flapped their wings and flew away.

"Your Highness..." Nanny Ma called out.

Leng Shaoyu's face was gloomy, as he muttered the curse. "Damn woman." "Hearing the harsh bird calls above us, my heart is even more agitated and angry." "Kill this damned bird!"

"This is the Vermillion Bird that the Royal Concubine loves the most." Nanny Ma still weakly reminded him.

"We only heard him speak in displeasure." "Then it's ready!" With a cold snort, he walked towards the hall.

Nanny Ma shook her head, she looked at the Vermillion Bird in the cage on the roof, and signaled the servant girl to do as she was told.

Originally, Leng Shaoyu had done all of this just to make Luo Shang admit defeat, not really wanting to marry Situ Jingyu, not even if it was her concubine today. He hadn't even changed her wedding attire, and wanted to find Luo Shang to give her another chance, so long as she was willing to speak up, he would immediately cancel this wedding, and would do so even if it meant becoming a preposterous matter in the Wu Zhou Court.

It was just that she did not expect that she was actually whispering with the Prince Han here.

At the corner, only after Leng Mufei had kissed her enough did she leave. Her originally beautiful red lips had turned red from the swelling, her makeup had gone to waste.

The woman pressed against the wall, and when he let go of her, without thinking, he raised his hand and slapped it into his seductive face.

As if he had already expected that she would act like this, the man dodged her and turned around to grab her hands, forcing her into a corner.

He smiled evilly: "I am giving you a kiss as a gift, forget about thanking you, why are you still making a move? Is this how General Luo taught his sister?" He pursed his lips as he spoke.

Luo Shang struggled but was unable to break free from his imprisonment, and her body could only lean against the wall. "Shameless!"

Being cursed by her, Leng Mufei's face darkened, and he laughed again. Right, This King is shameless. If I am not shameless, how can I have you? "

His low and deep voice played around with her earlobes, playing with rascals. Luo Shang's eyes were filled with anger and helplessness.

He liked to see her like this, angry and helpless, really just like that little girl, the same kind of pride, but also hard to let go of. It was said that only women and villains were hard to raise, this was confirmed by Luo Shang.

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

The second alarm went off.

"Let me go."

Seeing the worry in her eyes, Leng Mufei acted as if nothing had happened, and seeing her nervous look, he intentionally said: "Could it be that you really want to personally see them fly around together?"

"That's none of your business!"

Leng Mufei laughed coldly. Stupid woman! If he can marry someone else today, he can divorce you tomorrow. I advise you not to go. He'll be even more upset when he sees you. "

Luo Shang struggled, but it was in vain. She faced Ah Yu, who was behind the man, but Ah Yu lowered her head and ignored her.

"Let go!"

The more she struggled, the more Leng Mufei clenched his fists tightly, and his mischievous face was pressed even closer together. Don't struggle! "Otherwise, I don't know what I would have done, such as …" With an evil smile, his eyes gradually shifted to her bulge.

Seeing her resentful eyes looking at him, Leng Mufei pursed his lips. I can let you go, but you have to promise me one thing, you can't go back on your word. Otherwise, you'll be very miserable. "

"Then why aren't you telling me!" The third ring was about to ring. If she hadn't arrived, who knows what kind of trouble might have occurred.

The man thought about it thoughtfully before smiling and saying, "This King has not made up my mind yet. I'll tell you when I've made up my mind."

With that, he let go.

Afraid that he would renege on her words, Luo Shang immediately escaped from his arms. Looking at him with dissatisfaction, and with endless grievances and grievances, she lifted up her skirt in the blink of an eye and anxiously walked toward the great hall.

Leng Mufei chuckled at the figure of his back, inside that smile, there was also a hint of coldness.