"I really hate myself now for why I listened to my father and introduced Chaolu Chenxi to the emperor. I thought I could deal with Zhu Yurong in this way, but I didn't expect that in the end I didn't even get anything. Those two women didn't care at all.

How I feel! The emperor’s only love for me is gone! I really don’t know what dad thinks!” Wang Shuxian became a little angry and complained.

Wang Shuya's body trembled. On August 15th, when she recalled her sister-in-law's words before her death, she felt uneasy and her face turned pale. Her father seemed to be wary of him and was not even allowed to leave the house.

She had no chance to talk to Zhu Yurong at all. He must stop this rebellion by his father, Prince Ping.

"Shuxian, let me ask you, if you were asked to choose between dad and the emperor, who would you choose?" Wang Shuya looked at her solemnly. "I...of course am the emperor! He is in my heart!"

"Wang Shuxian paused, and then spoke her true words. She really didn't have much feelings for Wang Cheng, at most, she was just a father.

"I think the chance for you and the Emperor to get back together is not very far away!" Wang Shuya smiled faintly and shrugged her shoulders. Wang Shuxian looked at her in astonishment, shook her head, and frowned slightly, but she didn't understand.

The meaning behind her words.

August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival, was a day of family reunion, but it was enveloped in a layer of gloomy desolation. In the Minister's Mansion, the procession to welcome the bride had already arrived, and the bright red sedan chair was parked at the door. Iceman was supporting him.

The happy bride sent the bride into the sedan chair with a smile. The long street was very lively, and the maids of Prince Ping's Palace also came out one after another to distribute moon cakes and wedding candies in the streets and alleys, winning the friendly blessings of the people.

The crackling sound of firecrackers resounded in the sky above the long street, deafening. The bride sat in the sedan chair, tightly holding the wedding handkerchief in her hand. All the events of getting on the sedan chair last year came to mind again, vividly in front of her. He tried hard.

I have waited for so long, done so much, and hurt so many people, just for this moment. The bride exhaled slightly and sat upright. After today, everything can come to an end! [

Yue Ke stood quietly by the door, watching the bride get on the sedan chair, and then go further and further in the welcoming team. He breathed a faint sigh, raised his eyes and looked at the sky, where the clear and bright moon hung round in the sky.

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Gentle! What is Prince Ping’s intention to hold a wedding on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival? It seems that he really wants to have both beauties in the world. Thinking of this, Yue Ke felt a little depressed in his heart and clenched his fists, as if in anticipation.
Chapter completed!