Huan Pei walked in from outside the house with a heavy heart, and said to Xiang Yini who was doing embroidery: "Madam, I heard that Your Highness is going to marry a concubine, a princess of Zhongluo Kingdom."
Hearing this, Xiang Yini snorted coldly, looked at the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and said casually: "I'm just a concubine, why should I look at her?"
Huan Pei frowned and said: "But... doesn't His Highness like the empress very much? He has just been favored not long ago..."
Xiang Yini gritted her teeth secretly, not to mention the unknown things between her and Beigong Tengxiao, even if he and her were harmonious, she would not care about these.
She glanced at Huanpei lightly and said, "Huh, short-sighted."
Huan Pei lowered his head in frustration and whispered: "This slave is too talkative..."
Seven days later, Chu Jiaoli got married.
After all, she was a married princess, so Beiming didn't dare to neglect it. The news of Princess Huanli's marriage was announced to the whole country, and the whole country celebrated. The trees along the street were also hung with red lanterns, reflecting the blooming flowers in March, which was beautiful. Even though she was accepted as a concubine, Bei Gong Tengxiao still had to have the etiquette of marrying a concubine. She put on a red wedding robe and worshiped in front of Bei Gong Lie just like when she married Chu Jiaoli in the past. As a noble princess, Bei Ming naturally also
I dare not let her actually kneel down and serve tea to the princess.
After completing the necessary procedures, we went to the Prince's Mansion for a banquet.
Beigong Tengxiao had a calm smile on his face, but there was a lonely and dark look in his eyes. He sighed invisibly, lowered his head and drank a lot of wine.
Looking around, he saw a cheerful look. He stood up, poured two bottles of wine from the table, and hooked it with three slender fingers. He walked to Beigong Lingyun who was drinking, picked up a glass of wine and placed it on his side.
In front of him, he said in a low voice: "Drink with me."
Seeing Beigong Tengxiao smiling forcefully, Beigong Lingyun was suddenly startled. He was a representative of the Zhongluo Kingdom. As the prince of Beiming, he had to take the overall situation into consideration even if there was something annoying.
He sighed lightly, it was not easy for Bei Gong Tengxiao...
After thinking about it, he showed a faint smile and said: "His Royal Highness, Ling Yun has no reason to refuse."
Watching him drink cup after cup of wine, Beigong Lingyun felt his helplessness.
The last time I had a drink with him was on the day he married Chu Jiaoli. He smiled happier than anyone else that day and complimented everyone on how good his pears were. There was no dullness at all in the past. p>
After half a year, he, who had always been lonely, took the initiative to drink with me. Seeing how silent he looked, it felt so uncomfortable...
After thinking about it, Beigong Lingyun also smiled helplessly, raised his glass and drank with him, his voice was a little soft, and said: "Come, drink, drink, drink, Ling Yun will definitely drink to the fullest with His Highness today."
Side Concubine Hall, Chunli Hall.
Chu Jiaoli was sitting on the bed, picking her fingers nervously. Her back was a little sore from sitting, but there was still no movement.
She sighed softly and said: "You all go down, I want to be alone for a while."
"Yes." The maids bowed their knees and bowed before retreating one after another.
Chu Jiaoli quietly opened her hijab. When she saw that no one was around, she threw the hijab aside and let out a long sigh of relief.
"There are so many rules for being a concubine..." She muttered dissatisfied.
She walked to the table, looked at the food on the table, and her stomach began to growl.
She stretched out her hand to cover her stomach, stared at her favorite pastries, and immediately grabbed two handfuls and stuffed them into her mouth.
"Yeah!" Chu Jiaoli let out a cry of satisfaction and said with a smile, "It's so delicious!"
After eating Bei Ming's delicacies a few times, she seems to be a little bit unaccustomed to Zhongluo's food.
It has to be said that over the past thousand years, Beiming's taste in food has also improved rapidly.
She looked at the rosewood chair next to her, bit her lip, and sat on it.
This chair is really comfortable. There aren’t many chairs in China.
She sat down contentedly, poured herself a glass of wine, and ate it with the pastries.
Half an hour later, as it was getting late, she touched her half-full belly with satisfaction and heard a voice coming from the door.
She quietly opened the door and saw Bei Gong Tengxiao and Bei Gong Lingyun in wedding clothes, holding each other's shoulders, with wine in their hands. Looking at their swaying steps, they didn't know how much they had drunk.
"Beigong Lingyun, I tell you, I would rather marry you than that princess!"
"What do you mean you would rather marry me? Am I that bad?"
"Well... take a closer look... you are pretty good-looking..."
"Hahaha, you can't marry me, Xiaotang'er will...be angry." Beigong Lingyun immediately waved his hand.
"How unreasonable..." Chu Jiaoli gritted her teeth viciously, how could Beigong Tengxiao and the man beside him not take her seriously!
Seeing him coming over, she snorted coldly, then walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, folding her arms and looking at Erlang's legs with an ugly look on her face.
"Creak -" with a sound, the door was pushed open forcefully.
"You like him so much, you should go with him!"
Before he could react, Bei Gong Tengxiao was scolded and scolded. He snorted coldly, looked at the empty dishes on the table and the red hijab discarded casually under the table, and frowned slightly. He snorted softly and said: "Princess of Zhongluo, you are so uneducated. Didn't anyone teach you the rules before you got married? Or is this the way of Zhongluo?"
"You are so uneducated!" Chu Jiaoli immediately stood up and scolded him. She put her hands on her hips and said, "This princess hasn't eaten for a day. What's wrong with eating something?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Beigong Tengxiao turned his head and saw a woman standing in front of the bed making a sound.
Beigong Tengxiao was stunned for a moment and said: "Is it you?"
Chu Jiaoli sat down, turned her face away, and said, "Yes, it's me. What's wrong?"
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at her and said, "Then I'll consider myself unlucky."
Chu Jiaoli said angrily: "You!"
Bei Gong Tengxiao breathed out softly, looked at her in her wedding dress, sat down slowly, raised the jug on the table and poured a glass of wine, even if she was acting up, he didn't mean to care about it, and said in a calm voice
: "You can go to bed."
Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows suspiciously and asked cautiously: "You...won't you do anything to me?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I don't want to do anything to you." Beigong Tengxiao said coldly, raising his glass and slowly taking a sip of wine.
Chu Jiaoli choked on her words, why did she say it as if she was looking forward to it?
She snorted coldly and said, "Who would be disappointed?" She raised her eyes and looked at the table with the candlesticks and several plates of cakes on it.
She pursed her lips and said, "Well... I'm not full yet, can I have some pastries?"
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at the empty plate on the table and said, "Do you still need to ask?"
