In March, the tender green branches emerge, revealing a sense of clarity.
Fengyang City is full of joy in this spring March.
It was a grand wedding, and the queue to welcome the bride was four or five miles long.
The onlookers couldn't help but admire.
"Wow, so spectacular."
"Of course, this is Prince Ze's wedding, so it's naturally very spectacular."
"oh……"
"But it's quite strange."
"Why is it strange? This is the God of War, Prince Ze!"
"Oh, you don't know that Prince Ze disappeared for half a year, but when he came back he was not a womanizer. A month ago, he slapped away a girl who wanted to get close to him."
"What? Your Majesty is so violent?"
"That's not true. Some people say that the prince has a habit of cutting off his sleeves. This is not something that ordinary people like us can inquire about."
"Then, why does the prince want to get married?"
"Of course it was our emperor's doing. I heard that the bride is the prince's childhood sweetheart."
"I know this, she is the prime minister's daughter, right?"
"Yes, childhood sweethearts, and this Miss Jun really likes Prince Ze."
"Then Miss Jun is very blessed."
"It's impossible to tell. Who knows if the prince still likes Miss Jun? I heard that the prince doesn't like Miss Jun very much after he wakes up."
"Then the emperor offered marriage, why did the prince agree?"
"I heard that the emperor promised that as long as the prince gets married, he will have nothing to do with his future affairs. As long as it is not too excessive, the emperor will not care about anything."
"So the prince agreed?"
"yes."
"It seems that the prince doesn't really like Miss Jun just for that request!"
"It must be, he is just for that request."
A childish voice broke in, and a pair of black eyes stared at the boxes of dowry without blinking.
Why was so much dowry given? It would be great if it could be attributed to one's own possessions.
But my mother has something important to do today and I can’t look at him. Alas, I really don’t understand why my mother likes this prince? She actually wants to steal his bride?
"Kid, why are you running around?" A man in a light blue robe ran over, his eyes unable to hide the fondness in his eyes.
"Uncle Mo, the kid just came to see the excitement." Yan Xiaotong raised his head and smiled at the man beside him.
"You." The man smiled fondly, then looked at the pedestrian, with a sneer on his lips.
In the sedan chair, the bride covered her head and sat in an orderly manner. It was unclear what she was thinking.