Xi Niang's heart trembled when she saw such a fierce bride.
She knew that the bride was a young lady from the right prime minister's family, and she couldn't afford to offend her, so she hurriedly rolled out of the wedding room.
After seeing Xi Niang leave, there were no more people in the wedding room. From a distance, I could only hear bursts of loud noises coming from the front yard. They were the guests drinking the wedding wine between her and Wenren Murphy.
These noises sounded more like great irony to Lin Bingqian's ears, and she suddenly lay on the bed and burst into tears.
Once, she was the most proud woman in this country. She was smart and beautiful. She was admired by many people wherever she went. She was also envied by everyone as the candidate for the future queen.
Unexpectedly, the real candidate in the emperor's heart was the silly daughter of Prime Minister Zuo's family.
And in just a few days, she has already experienced the warmth, coldness and ridicule of the world.
Since the Chinese Valentine's Day and the Night River Festival, she has shut herself in her home and never left the house.
When it came time to get married, I also used physical discomfort as an excuse.
She even wished she could become a monk to get rid of marrying the famous Murphy.
Until I could find no reason to shirk it, I heard that the matter was reported to the emperor.
The emperor obeyed, Long Yan was furious, and his father, under pressure from the court, quickly let him get married.
The thought of being defiled by that ugly creature made her want to die.
She lay on the bed and cried until she was hoarse.