No matter how reluctant she is, the big day will eventually arrive. Lin Zhiyu was torn by a group of nuns for a long time before she completed all the attire of a bride.
The second lady Chen Leiying on the side was holding Lin Zhiyu's hand, her face already covered with tears; she had always regarded Lin Zhiyu as her daughter. The eldest lady Xiao Qian also showed a look of reluctance, although she didn't like Lin Zhiyu at all at first.
, but later she met the prince and let one of them, the Lin family, take advantage of the opportunity to become the governor of Kyoto. Lin Jintian watched calmly from the side, showing off his proper status as a governor. Seeing that it was not early, he urged Lin Zhiyu;
"Thank you from the Lin family!" Lin Jintian looked at this so-called 'daughter' and couldn't bear to say anything more, but felt a little ashamed in her heart; it was because of Lin Zhiyu that the Lin family was as wealthy as it is today, but it became the prince's bargaining chip to force her to marry.
She couldn't bear the death of several members of the Lin family.
"I'm not doing it for the Lin family!"
The cold voice was neither loud nor quiet enough for everyone to hear, and the pace of leaving never stopped. She didn't like that the final ending with the Lin family was still tied to the awkward "favor", it would only add trouble to her.
Lin Zhiyu was dressed in wedding clothes and got on the soft sedan with the help of the matchmaker. With the sound of "getting up", the sedan jolted for a moment and began to move forward slowly and steadily.
The huge wedding convoy occupied the entire streets of Kyoto. With the help of the matchmaker, Lin Zhiyu got into the sedan chair. The sedan drove for more than an hour and stopped in front of the palace in the evening. At this time, hundreds of miles away from the palace were filled with officers, soldiers and guards.
If you look closely, you will see that most of the Imperial Guards can only be mobilized by the Emperor. Although it is a wedding, it is not surprising that the scene is more majestic. Prince Xuan is getting married, and Emperor Chrysostom will be there in person with the Queen.
Long Xiaoxuan has been waiting for a long time. He is dressed in dragon red wedding dress, with a belt that modifies his perfect tall figure. His black hair is tied with a red blond crown. His three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife. His whole person exudes a kingly aura that intimidates the world.
His crystal-deep black eyes stared straight ahead, motionless and waiting for his fairy.
"Don't ask the princess to get off the sedan yet!" Looking at the dazed matchmaker, Long Xiaoxuan instantly regained his bloodthirsty aura, causing everyone in the daze to wake up from the illusion. It felt like being pressed into hell. The scene was tense for a moment, and everyone
Self-danger
The matchmaker was so frightened that her legs and feet became weak, but she tried her best to restrain herself and crawled back to the wedding sedan. In order to steady herself, the matchmaker wanted to use the car body to straighten her body, but she mistakenly pulled the car curtain, and then squeaked
With a sound, all the wedding curtains were torn down, and the 'Princess' who was covered with a wedding dress in the car was immediately exposed.
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at the slowly falling car curtain in amazement, and a sense of unknown fear suddenly came over them.
"Spare my life, my lord, spare your life!" The matchmaker immediately reacted and kowtowed to beg for mercy, her fat figure now even more bloated.
"Your Majesty, this slave really didn't do it on purpose. Please forgive me, please forgive me."
Zhiyu planned to take a nap as soon as she entered the sedan chair, but later she became confused due to the passage of time and was attacked by unconsciousness. In her dream, it was a conversation between her mother and herself;
'Zhiyu, don't hate him, he is your father after all! Zhiyu, look at me and you must promise me! Don't hate! Otherwise I won't see you again!' Mom, I don't understand why you want to protect him.
I really don’t understand!” In order to prevent her mother from seeing the unwillingness in her eyes, Zhiyu just turned her eyes aside.
At this moment, the door creaked open, and a man walked in. He happened to see his mother hugging him tightly, and he immediately became furious;
"You bastard, you complained to your daughter again. What, do you want her to take revenge in the future? You bitch" pulled the two people kneeling on the ground apart, and then slapped Xuelan aside.
'No, I didn't, I really didn't say anything...' Zhiyu, who was sleeping, opened her eyes in an instant, with sweat beads on her forehead and gently smoothed her breathing, and then heard the desperate cry for mercy.
After observing the surroundings for a while, Zhiyu saw the general situation through Xipa. She secretly sighed that Long Xiaoxuan's 'great achievements' could make people so fearful.
"I just thought that the car curtain was obstructing the air circulation, so someone helped to tear it up. You are really thoughtful! Blood Spirit, I will reward you!"
Zhiyu's opening was unexpected by everyone. Although her voice was tasteless, the previous gloomy atmosphere immediately began to dissipate. However, her heart still did not let go after mentioning it. After all, no one knew what position the princess held in the prince's heart.
"Yes!" Xue Ling took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, walked to the matchmaker, and calmly asked the matchmaker to put it away.
Blood Spirit's behavior did not dissatisfy Long Xiaoxuan on the side. The matchmaker thought that he might as well take a gamble on the princess and maybe have a chance of survival.
"The king, the princess is getting off the sedan! The king, the prince, please pick up the princess." Forced to calm down, as if those unlucky things had never happened, the matchmaker continued to complete half of the wedding. Even so, her voice could not hide a tremor.
Long Xiaoxuan saw that Lin Zhiyu had let go intentionally and did not pursue the issue. When Zhiyu walked out of the sedan door, Long Xiaoxuan stepped forward and picked her up, causing Zhiyu to panic for a moment but she soon regained her composure.
"I'll go by myself!" The cold tone and the aura of repulsion made Long Xiaoxuan's joyous mood freeze for a moment.
In fact, he knew that she would hate him, but he didn't expect that she would be so disgusted. Is it just because he threatened her?