Chapter 1: Married into Donglin Eighth Prince's Mansion
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Chapter 1: Marrying into the Palace of the Eighth Princes of Donglin
The Eighth Prince's Mansion of the Donglin Dynasty——
The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the golden glazed tiles of the Eight Princes' Mansion, reflecting dazzling light.
On both sides of the glazed tiles lie two crouching dragons carved with gold paint, hovering proudly above the palace with a look of disdain.
The lotus pond surrounded by water is green and clear, with white mist lingering in it, giving it an illusion of being in a fairyland.
From the pavilion next to the lotus pond, a deep piano sound came from the pavilion, which sounded heavy and cold.
The slender figure in a light purple brocade robe is sitting in front of a mahogany-colored guqin. His slender fingertips seem to be plucking the strings at random. His unruffled handsome face inadvertently reveals a bit of inhumanity.
A fierce spirit.
Gao Wan wore her hair in a crown, with long flowing black hair running down her back, her slightly pursed thin lips remained motionless, and her two thick handsome eyebrows were slightly knitted.
The three-dimensional facial features, as if carved by a knife, gave people an aura of a king who looked down on the world without realizing it. The straight bridge of the nose stood in the center of the cold and perfect handsome face, naturally showing a bit of alienation.
The sound of the piano continued, and behind him, a young man in green clothes fell.
The sound of falling to the ground was as light as falling leaves, but it could be easily caught by the man in the pavilion.
The thin lips moved slightly, and the thin lips that were originally pursed were slightly raised, and an indescribable coldness flashed through his sinister eyes.
"Your Majesty."
As the voice behind him fell, clean and slender fingers pressed down on the strings that were still being plucked. In an instant, the heavy sound suddenly stopped.
"explain."
The thin lips moved slightly.
"Princess Wanning's sedan chair has entered the city."
"arrive?"
A nice and deep voice came out faintly from the mouth of the man sitting in front of the piano, so smooth that there was no rhythm at all.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"very good."
Two words, inexplicably cold.
His thin lips curled up, and he had already stood up from the piano. He was seven feet tall, slender and perfect, with a lavender brocade robe wrapping his strong and slender figure.
The cold eyes flashed slightly, and although there was a smile on his face, it made people feel extremely cold.
Just such a random expression and movement can seem to kill someone while talking and laughing.
In the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared into the pavilion, leaving only the cold air that lingered in the pavilion for a long time. After he left, the man in green clothes quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
Today, the capital of Donglin Kingdom is more lively than usual. People from the capital are lined up along the street, queuing from the street to the end.
The reason is very simple. The eighth uncle of the current emperor, Qianye Yunxuan, the powerful eighth prince, is about to marry Princess Susino Wanning of Nanli Kingdom, and today is the day when Princess Wanning enters the eighth prince's palace.
The bride-grooming procession, dressed in the wedding attire of Nanli Kingdom, arrived at the gate of the Eighth Prince's Mansion soon, and then the sedan was gently placed in front of the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
What is shocking is that the Eighth Prince's Mansion, which should have been decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations and hung with red silk, now has nothing.
Seeing this scene, the general at the head of the escorting team frowned in displeasure, stepped forward, and lowered his voice:
"Doesn't the Eighth Prince know that our princess is going to the city today? Why is the Prince nowhere to be seen, and why is the Eighth Prince's Mansion dressed like this?"
The steward of the Eighth Prince's Mansion, who had been waiting at the door in response to orders early in the morning, was smiling brightly at the leading general, but his smile was a little stiff.
"General, please don't be angry. Our prince has already ordered us to open another door for the princess to enter."