Meng Zheng saw that the young master was unwilling to say anything, so he could only touch his head in embarrassment.
He still doesn't know the real name of the young master, he only knows that he is in business.
Chu Xuanchen did not want to tell Meng Zheng his identity for the time being, because he was on patrol incognito and it was not appropriate to reveal his identity.
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Prince Zhao's Mansion.
Today is the day when King Zhao will marry Su Changxiao into the palace.
The entire Prince Zhao's Mansion was decorated with joy and lanterns.
There are loud gongs and drums outside, firecrackers are blasting, guests are gathering, and people are coming and going.
Princess Zhao's fragrance garden was deserted and very bleak.
"Princess, you haven't eaten for two days. For the sake of the baby in your belly, why don't you eat a little?"
Nan Xing held a bowl of millet porridge and looked at Princess Zhao sitting in the yard with distress.
Princess Zhao gave her a dull look and said in a faint voice, "I don't want to eat, I can't eat at all."
"But you are pregnant, and if you don't eat, the baby will have to take supplements.
If you continue like this, I'm afraid that your body will be starved and it will affect your health."
Nan Xing said distressedly.
Princess Zhao touched her abdomen uncomfortably, "But I really can't eat. Even his father doesn't care about him, so what's the use of me caring?"
“Princess, didn’t you listen to Princess Li and be strong?
Didn't you say that even if the prince doesn't care about you, you will still take good care of yourself."
Nan Xing said with tears in her eyes.
She didn't expect that the princess, who always loved eating, could no longer eat anything.
The current princess is so thin that she looks like she will fall over if the wind blows.
The bright-eyed, cute little princess she once was.
He has become dull and lifeless, as if he is a different person.
Princess Zhao said: "I also want to take care of myself, but I have no strength and no mood.
Nanxing, listen, it’s so lively next door.
They were laughing and chatting happily. I really want to see them on such a happy day."
Nan Xing quickly said, "Princess, you'd better not go.
The prince is going to visit his concubine later, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
"how?
He has already gone to bed with me, does he still have to go to bed to marry his concubine?"
Princess Zhao asked sarcastically.
Nan Xing nodded, "Yes.
Because Su Changxiao's father is Su Ming, her natal family has a powerful background, and the emperor has approved the marriage, so the prince will marry her.
Not only that, there are all the rules for marrying a concubine, such as three matchmakers, six betrothals, and eight sedans, and there are many of them."
"Then it will be almost the same as when you married me."
Princess Zhao said calmly.
After saying that, she suddenly stood up and smiled faintly, "Nan Xing, I want to dress up and go to the front hall to bless them."
With that said, she walked straight into the side room without waiting for Nan Xing to stop her.
She was going to change into a festive dress and wear some generous jewelry so as not to disgrace King Zhao's wedding.
Nan Xing knew that he could not stop the princess, so he had to let her go.
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The front hall of Prince Zhao's Mansion was now covered with red silk hangings everywhere.
Red lanterns were hung high on the eaves, and the candles were brilliant; the wedding hall was also decorated with hanging lanterns, making it a festive atmosphere.
At this time, there was music playing, and the guests, all dressed up grandly, were looking at the newlyweds standing in the center of the wedding hall and smiling.
Both King Zhao and Su Changxiao were wearing red wedding clothes. They were holding a piece of red silk tied with big red flowers, waiting to worship.
At this time, I heard the ceremonial officer singing loudly: "The bride and groom are ready. Let's begin to worship the heaven and the earth."