Chapter 1318： The wife wants to be a widow every day (3)

Soon he arrived in Beiliang.

However, the princess's sedan chair was stopped outside the palace.

The envoy of Nan Chu was trembling with anger.

"I'm coming to my princess to make a kiss, and the emperor of Beiliang doesn't come out to greet me. What does this mean?"

An elderly **** dressed as an **** standing in front of him with a smile on his face, stepped forward to salute, and his voice was hoarse, "My lord should have misunderstood. My Majesty did not agree to marry this princess. This palace Naturally, you can't enter casually."

The envoy of Southern Chu was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

"What do you mean by Beiliang? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!!"

The **** bowed slightly and said, "The husband-in-law I appointed to the princess by your majesty is the former prince of my court. His status is extremely honorable, and he will not insult the princess if he wants to come."

The envoy of Southern Chu almost jumped up.

The former prince of Beiliang?

That is not the former Yuanxian prince Yan Jun, now the elder brother of the new emperor of Beiliang.

The former prince, his Royal Highness, is now about twenty-three or four, and his reputation among the Three Kingdoms is almost as thunderous.

How wise to approach the demon, amazing talent.

But all this stopped three years ago.

In the first battle against the Western Qin Dynasty, Prince Yuan Xian was conspired by the culprits, and he was very poisonous, and he might be dead soon. Although precious medicinal materials are hung every day, it is true that Prince Yuan Xian's body is worse than every day.

In desperation, Prince Yuan Xian asked himself to abolish the position of prince. Three years later, when the emperor of Beiliang died, Prince Yuan Xian gave the position he had at his fingertips to his own brother.

Later, the new emperor ascended the throne. In order to show his respect for his brother, he ordered to continue to call Yan Jun the Crown Prince Yuanxian. But everyone else also knows that the so-called Prince Yuanxian is just a false name.

The face of the envoy of Southern Chu was flushed.

If the princess married the prince Yuan Xian three years ago, then this is naturally a good story, but now -

This is ridiculous!

Crown Prince Yuan Xian could die at any time. If the princess married, wouldn't this be jumping into the fire pit?

What else did the envoy want to say.

There was a loose and pleasant voice from the luxurious sedan chair, lazily, with a somewhat casual sarcasm.

"It's okay, whoever marries is not married."

"Master Fu needn't say much."

A smile appeared on the eunuch's face, "It's still the princess that makes sense, then please take the order."

After reading the imperial edict.

The **** reminded Fu Yue to come out to take the order.

However, her response was merely to stretch out a slender, plain hand.

Perfunctory etiquette.

This made the **** frowned, "His Royal Highness..."

"Faster."

The cold female voice sounded again, with a slight displeasure in her tone, which meant an unwilling command.

For Fu Yue.

In this case, marrying is the same for anyone. Anyway, you can leave if you are married. This is not a big deal.

Also, compared with the original body's desire to overwhelm the world, this is nothing at all.

***

Prince Yuan Xian's mansion.

The red silk is full, the gongs and drums are noisy, but they are full of lights and colorful appearances.

Within the happy hall.

Fu Yue covered her head with a red hijab, and was helped by the maid step by step. She did not see her nominal cheap husband during the whole process.

When he came to the worship hall, Fu Yue heard the suppressed laughter, ridicule, and gloat.

Fu Yue frowned slightly.

She raised her hand and lifted the red hijab.