When Murong Jingwan came to the garden, all the guests were already seated.
Murong Jingwan stood quietly aside, there was no seat for her at all.
"Your Majesty, the princess is here." The woman leaning in Xuan Ningxuan's arms said coquettishly.
Hearing the sound, everyone couldn't help but open their eyes wide and look at Murong Jingwan.
She is not as exaggeratedly dressed as Jasmine, nor is she as charming as the woman in Xuan Ningxuan's arms. Her hair is simply tied back with a hairband. However, the most stunning thing is Murong Jingwan's face, which is extremely ugly.
On one face, Murong Jingwan used a black line to outline a coquettish Mandala, the flower of hell, on the birthmark. It is a flower born in the underworld and represents death. When paired with a white skirt, there is no disharmony.
, it just makes people feel stunning and cannot be separated from the eyes. Just like the embellishment of Yang Guifei on the forehead, it has the same purpose but the same purpose.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, Jingwan is late." Murong Jingwan lightly opened her red lips and said lightly, exuding a dusty aura.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Murong Jingwan. That kind of beauty could not be described in words. It was an extremely coquettish beauty, eyebrows from hell.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on Murong Jingwan, the expression of the woman in Xuan Ningxuan's arms immediately changed.
"Ni Shang pays your respects to the princess." Ni Shang leaned into Xuan Ningxuan's arms and said provocatively.
Everyone's eyes were once again focused on Murong Jingwan. Xuan Ningxuan used the etiquette of marrying a princess to marry a brothel girl, making it clear that it would embarrass Murong Jingwan.
"Today is your wedding to the prince, so there is no need to say hello." Murong Jingwan said lightly, looking at Xuan Ningxuan, and then said, "Your prince, if you come to Jingwan, be prepared to let Jingwan stand there all the time.
here."
Murong Jingwan did it on purpose. She was an unpopular princess, but she would never allow Xuan Ningxuan to insult her wantonly.
As soon as Murong Jingwan's words came out, Ni Chang's face immediately changed, but she pretended to be scared and said: "My lord, I'm sorry, Ni Chang shouldn't have taken the position of the princess."
Xuan Ningxuan looked at Murong Jingwan coldly, and then said gently to Nishang in his arms: "Today is our wedding, and no one but you is qualified to sit here." He looked up at Murong Jingwan, coldly.
There was a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
Murong Jingwan smiled calmly and slowly glanced around.
"Ninth Princess, if you don't mind, you can sit next to me." Lin Ruihan pointed to the empty seat next to him and said with a smile.
Murong Jingwan slowly walked towards Lin Ruihan. Judging from the heroic temperament exuded by Lin Ruihan, she must be a general.
Murong Jingwan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, General."
"Lin Ruihan." Lin Ruihan said with a smile, looking at Murong Jingwan in surprise, she could see his identity through his clothes.
Xuan Ningxuan looked at Lin Ruihan and Murong Jingwan coldly, his brows furrowed. Although he didn't like Murong Jingwan, Murong Jingwan was his princess and his property, and he would not give her to anyone.
