There was a dull pain in her neck. Miss Li fell down soft and looked at Huo Wanhua in horror. Huo Wanhua lightly hid the silver needle in his sleeve, bent down and stared at her: "you really want to marry him, don't you?"
"Today, I will let you marry for me." she calmly looked at Miss Li, but a faint bitter smile appeared on her lips: "I really have no way to abandon my family, forget my name and stay here forever."
Miss Li's eyes showed doubts. Huo Wanhua immediately blocked her mouth with a brocade Handkerchief: "I know what you want to say and how to deal with it if things leak in the future. Just tell her that I coerced you and told you I've been lying to him. This time, too. We can never really be together across national hatred and family hatred."
There was a layer of fog at the bottom of his eyes. Huo Wanhua blinked and held back the pain in his heart: "if you say so, he will hate me all his life. As long as you treat him gently, one day, he may change his mind."
In this life, she owes him too much. Even if it was absolutely necessary at this time, she also hoped that someone could accompany him and don't let his heart cool down completely.
"If you don't want to marry her, the wedding will not continue." she is beautiful and frowned, and her tone is indifferent: "but if you like him, you can play the role of the bride. After the ceremony, you will be his wife."
Miss Li looked at her with a twinkling of her eyes and fainted. Huo Wanhua tried to bear the pain in his heart, quickly took off his happy clothes and changed them to Miss Li, who was "ignorant and unconscious".
After today, he will never forgive her, will he?
That's good. Huo Wanhua thought quietly, with a bitter smile on his lips.
The setting sun gradually set, and the lights gradually lit up on the long silent sandalwood platform, which looked more and more towering as if it were day. The whole people in Wu are looking up. Their princes are about to get married tonight and welcome the bride into the house.
Everyone is talking about the lucky girl. It is said that she is the daughter of Southwest governor Li. She is not only of noble birth, but also of high quality and orchid heart since childhood. Jun Hou has been unwilling to marry his wife for many years, but now he is willing to marry the Li family. Everyone is naturally curious about Miss Li and is waiting for her appearance.
Especially those women's dependents, in the past, they had some ideas about Jun and Hou, but now they were taken advantage of by the southwest Li family, and naturally a hundred of them were unconvinced. But what if you're not convinced? After tonight, Li Shi will be the rightful hostess of the house.
Mrs. Yao stood quietly in a corner of the hall. She was not qualified to appear here, but she did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy off eunuch Zhao around Jun Hou. Eunuch Zhao, who has always been open to money, naturally could not resist the temptation of silver. She told her not to show her whereabouts before she quietly released her.
Murong Yao's eyes looked at the red shadow getting closer and closer in the hall, and the corners of her lips aroused a cold smile. She had already felt something wrong. The front foot of Jun Hou was still in love with the damn princess. How could the back foot marry the little daughter of Southwest Li's in the twinkling of an eye? It seemed strange. She asked someone about it. Even the old lady had never seen Miss Li before. Murong Yao was more and more sure of her guess. Hehe, they can do Li daitaojiang's trick!
See how she debunked Li daitaojiang's trick today. Many of the generals in the hall are from the state of Wu. They have fought with the imperial court many times, but they all hold a lot of blood debts in their hands. Will they be willing to let the princess of the imperial court be Mrs. Wu? Or will you force Jun hou to kill this woman on the spot and splash blood in the hall? Murong Yao looked coldly at the red shadow. She was looking forward to it now.
The auspicious hour had come, and the bride slowly entered the auditorium with the help of her handmaid.
Her little white hands were elegantly laid flat on her abdomen, her wide sleeves were gently stretched, and she appeared in front of all the guests. The hall, which was still a little noisy, was very quiet for a moment, and countless eyes shot at this slender and elegant red road from all corners of the auditorium. Across the red veil, the bride's face could not be seen, but her noble manners and elegant manners still won a lot of amazing eyes. Some well-measured women showed a disappointed look and stared at the red shadow in the corner.
The bride seemed a little nervous. At first, she walked slowly with the help of the maid and her companions. As she got closer and closer to the palace, her steps slowed down slightly. The maid on one side also noticed the abnormality and bowed her head and asked, "girl, what's the matter?"
It's obviously a great event. How come her girl's performance today is a little strange, but it seems to be a little guilty.
Even across the veil, Li Yinge could clearly feel the tall and straight figure not far away, staring at her straightly, with uncontrollable joy in her eyes. Jun Hou let's eyes look at her straight, without taboo, looking at her so hot, which made Li Yinge very nervous.
Because this kind of burning eyes looked not at her, but at the man. But
She cheated junhou together with the woman who ran away. When junhou knew the truth, would he really accept her as the woman said?
The cold sweat soaked her clothes a little. Li Yinge only felt that the pores around her were hot, and the cold hairs seemed to stand up quietly one by one. The pressure from the man not far away made her tremble slightly. However, she decided to enter the game herself. Since she entered the game, there is no possibility of regret.
Besides, she doesn't regret it.
In the whole kingdom of Wu, no man can be compared with monarchs and princes. Although he attacked the throne of marquis Wu early, he is still quite young and has a very handsome face. At this time, the monarch was standing beside her, wearing nine chapter princes' coronal clothes, purple and gold crowns, black clothes and black clothes. What came to her face was the majesty of those who had lived in the upper position for a long time. However, in the praise of the ritual officer, she heard the low laughter of the king and Hou. He smiled in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I finally married you."
Li Yinge's eyelashes trembled slightly, lowered her eyes again, and tried her best to make her body shake less.
After the salute, someone came across a red scarf, one in the hands of the prince and the other in the hands of the bride. The two stood shoulder to shoulder. He Zhen looked more and more tall and straight, and the jade tree was facing the wind. Although the bride could not see her face clearly, she was slender and employed ting. Her exposed wrist was as bright as snow, which was enough to make people guess that she must be an outstanding beauty.
He Zhen took the bride and, under the guidance of the ritual officer, worshipped the old lady. After a long and tedious series of etiquette, the two will be officially married.
Li Yinge only felt that her heart jumped faster and faster. Every time she completed a etiquette, she was one step closer to her formal marriage to Jun Hou. Now there was only one step left to offer tea to the old lady. As long as she completed this step, she would be the real Mrs. Wu Hou.
"Wait!" a sharp female voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the hall. People's eyes looked at the source of the voice. A beautiful woman in plain clothes and light makeup was standing in the corner of the hall, with hatred flashing at the bottom of her eyes.
Li Yinge heard someone whispering. This woman seems to be Mrs. Yao around Jun Hou. It is said that Mrs. Yao is the most favored concubine of Jun Hou, but she is only a concubine. How can she be qualified to appear at the ceremony of Jun Hou's grand wedding.
She heard that someone quickly took Mrs. Yao out of the hall. Because it was auspicious, the guests in the hall didn't wear weapons. Otherwise, Mrs. Yao might have been killed by the sword. Mrs. Yao was dragged to the outside of the hall. After all, she was the concubine of the king and marquis. The people who dragged her didn't dare to make too much effort. They told Mrs. Yao to break free from the clamp and flop down in the middle of the hall.
"Old lady, I didn't mean to make trouble. I really had to......" Mrs. Yao sobbed to the old lady with tears in her eyes. The old lady was angry at first. Seeing Mrs. Yao's appearance, she was surprised: "what's going on?"
"Drag her down..." Jun Hou coldly glanced at eunuch Zhao, who was waiting beside him. Eunuch Zhao was sweating. He never thought Murong Yao would make trouble on this occasion. Didn't she want to live?
Seeing that these people were about to drag her away by force, Murong Yao's hair was scattered and desperately shouted to the old lady, "the bride is not Li's daughter at all, it's Huo's Princess... It's the Huo family who killed the first Wu Hou..."
Huo's princess? The hall was silent for a time, and several generals who fought with the imperial court on weekdays stared at the petite red shadow. Huo's hands are covered with the blood of their brothers, subordinates and relatives. When they mention Huo, they hate to gnash their teeth. They are eager to attack Chang'an immediately and kill the Huo family.
The old lady's surprised face suddenly became cloudy. A trace of cruelty flashed at the bottom of he Zhen's eyes: "drag her down and shut her in the animal garden!"
Murong Yao flashed a look of fear at the bottom of her eyes and shut herself in the animal garden? Do you want her to be bitten alive by tigers and wild leopards? No, no, how could he be so cruel to her?
"Jun Hou, please forgive Yao er..." Mrs. Yao's scream of fear rang through the whole hall. The weaker women's family members couldn't help trembling. The thought that this charming beauty would soon be torn by the beast made people cold.
The old man's face was like frost. He looked at the bride dressed in happy clothes in the hall, got up and grabbed the red cap on her face, but he Zhen rushed forward and stood in front of the bride.
"Mother." his face was very calm and his tone was very flat: "the bride should not appear in public."
The old lady turned her eyes to her son. Although he was expressionless, the figure in front of her was so firm and had no intention of giving in. The old lady's eyes gradually darkened and coldly pointed to the bride: "is she really the daughter of the Li family?"
He Zhen lowered his eyes and said faintly, "she is the child's wife."
The old lady felt a pain in her chest. She just felt the earth spinning in an instant and fell down soft. She never thought that her son's love was so deep that he would rather disobey her and risk national hatred to marry this woman.
Seeing the old lady's body falling straight down, the people around her rushed forward to help her. Even the bride subconsciously gave her a hand. The old lady clenched her teeth and pushed her: "get away, you bitch!"
The bride was pushed by the old lady and stumbled slightly. She looked unstable and gave a slight "ah", but he Zhen suddenly changed his face.