Chapter 31: The Emperor Immediately Bestows a Marriage
Chapter 31: The emperor immediately granted marriage
A drop of water splashed on his silver mask. Nangong Lieye slowly took off the mask and began to look at a pool of warm water and meditate. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and two black eyes that were no longer the same slowly
He squinted, and a wise and cold light flashed inside. In the end, he did not wash his face with the hot spring water to restore his appearance. He slowly put on the mask, flew out of the hot spring pool, and his whole body felt extremely comfortable. He knew that his
The injuries and bones have fully recovered.
After adjusting his breath for a week, Nangong Lieye found more and more active energy in his body, making him as light as a swallow. He put on a silver mask, put a bottle of hot spring water in his arms and left.
After entering the cave, due to the recovery of his physical strength and martial arts, he quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and flew directly to the palace after dark. Originally, he wanted to see Hua Yueling as soon as possible, but he thought of the conflict between Hua Yueling and Mo Wushuang.
He felt that he was still not sure about the relationship, and if he wanted to observe Mo Wushuang, he must not let Hua Yueling know about it first, so he had an idea in his mind, if Mo Wushuang was really such a ruthless and ruthless person, he would let him
Hua Yueling might as well witness it with her own eyes if she is exposed.
After the morning session the next day, Hua Yueling had arrived at the palace. When Emperor Nangong Tianyu saw her, he thought of the look on Hua Yueling's face when Nangong Lieye came to see him last night. However, he could not tell Hua Yueling.
Nangong Yixuan is still alive.
Hua Yueling quickly told her about Cao Qing'er. As soon as she finished speaking, Jimo Ziyan came. Naturally, they hit it off and the emperor immediately granted her a marriage.
The next day, the whole capital knew that Cao Qing'er, the adopted daughter of the Cao family, was going to Dameng to get married in ten days. There was an uproar for a while. Many people didn't know that Cao Guozhang had an adopted daughter, but now everyone was extremely curious.
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Cao Mansion, Hua Yueling sent a five-person special arrest team to monitor the surrounding activities, because clues will appear at any time, and if they appear this time, it is likely to be two high-ranking figures who have not yet appeared, because Ouyang Ruyan and Li
The cloud is always under surveillance.
There was no movement for three days in a row. The fourth prince lost his temper and said to Hua Yue Ling: "Ling'er, what if they don't care about Qing'er's life or death?"
"Don't worry, there are still seven days left. By the way, what has His Royal Highness been doing these days?" Hua Yueling was very calm, because at this point, there is no point in being anxious.
"He's been running towards Qing'er these days. I'm really impressed by him." Nangong Yixuan shook his head with a smile.
"That's right, so smart! In fact, I think the two of them are a good match." Hua Yueling's lips curved into a smile.
"Really? Didn't this bastard say he wanted to marry Ling'er before? Now he has moved on to another relationship, and you still call him smart?" Nangong Yixuan despised Jimo Ziyan's passion.
"Haha, yes, he is smart, because he knows that I can never be with him, so he doesn't want to miss Qing'er's appearance again, because facing me, an impossible woman, he might as well just hug me
She is a beautiful girl. Brother Yixuan, you should think about it carefully. In fact, Cao Feiyan is not bad, but she is a bit reserved. If you can communicate with her more, maybe her personality will become more cheerful." Hua Yue
Ling Xie smiled.
Nangong Yixuan's face turned red and he said, "Ling'er, please spare me." After saying that, he quickly ran away, making Hua Yue Ling laugh.
On the sixth day, the royal family had prepared a dowry for Cao Qing'er. This matter could not be changed. The court officials congratulated Cao Fan one after another, and the footsteps of the guests almost leveled the threshold of the abbot's house.
Cao Fan looked hesitant and couldn't figure it out, but Jimo Ziyan vowed to win Cao Qing'er, so he had no choice but to sigh in the house. His two sons and daughter-in-law persuaded him, but
Cao Fan still couldn't let go of Cao Qing'er, because he was afraid that her strange illness would make her very difficult. Although Jimo Ziyan promised to take her to Dameng to seek "medicine", he still sighed.
Cao Qing'er also showed her true feelings. Although it was just a scene, she couldn't help but burst into tears when faced with the cordial care of the Cao family. Furthermore, Jimo Ziyan's vows gave her an illusion.
It seems like I am really going to get married.
On the eighth day, Hua Yueling walked into Cao's house with a gift, and soon saw Cao Qing'er in the boudoir.
Today, Cao Qing'er's complexion is not very good. She is pale with an uncomfortable flush. This is because she was forced to drink a lot of supplements. She really can't refuse her adoptive father's concern for her.
"Qing'er." Hua Yueling walked up to her and grabbed her hand. She felt more and more that Cao Qing'er had an ethereal feeling, which made her feel a little unable to hold on, but she didn't like this feeling.
"Ling'er." Cao Qing'er looked at Hua Yue Ling with sincerity and affection in her eyes, and she also felt sympathy for Hua Yue Ling.
"Still no news?" Hua Yueling frowned, thinking that if she leaves the day after tomorrow, if there is no antidote, she will have to smuggle her back and find Scorpion, otherwise her life will be in danger.
"Yes, I was asked to pretend to be dead to escape this marriage. It was a letter sent by the maid, saying that someone brought it back to her when she went to the market because she gave her a piece of gold." Cao Qing'er showed a wry smile.
"They really have a way!" Hua Yue Ling's face was gloomy and his tone was cold.
"But what should we do now?" Cao Qing'er frowned, and she knew they wouldn't let her go so easily.
"It's okay to leave, because you can't pretend to be dead! If it doesn't work, we will come back after leaving the first level in the north!" Hua Yue Ling decided.
"Okay! I listen to you." Cao Qinger looked deeply at Hua Yueling, with 100% trust in her eyes.
On the tenth day, early in the morning, Hua Yueling and Mo Wushuang were fully dressed and each carried a package behind them and arrived at Cao's Mansion. In front of Cao's Mansion, gongs and drums were beating loudly, the imperial guards stood in large numbers, and fireworks and firecrackers continued.
Jimo Zi Yan, riding a tall horse and wearing a Mongolian groom's uniform, came to marry Cao Qing'er heroically.
Cao Qing'er, wearing a red hijab and a bright red bridal skirt embroidered with exquisite patterns, was supported by Cao Feiyan and Chunmei as she walked towards the eight-year-old sedan in front of the door.
The people who came to watch were talking a lot, and the Cao family was even more generous. They kept giving out candies, which showed their love for Cao Qing'er.
Although it was a wedding, the parting scene was always sad. Cao Fan, dressed in official uniform and elegant, couldn't help wiping tears on the spot. After confessing to Yifan in front of the sedan chair, he met his foreign son-in-law Jimo Ziyan.
"Your Highness, I hope you will treat Qing'er well. She is a poor child." Cao Fan begged with eyes filled with tears.
"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Qing'er until death." Jimo Ziyan immediately knelt down to Cao Fan and vowed, which made Cao Qing'er, who was standing in front of the sedan with tears streaming down his face, feel warm in his heart.
Although it was not true, she was still grateful to Jimo Ziyan for letting her adoptive father rest assured.
The number of people on this trip was twice as much as when Jimo Ziyan came. In addition, the grand dowry, the entourage and the escorting imperial guards were walking through the streets and alleys, causing a sensation in the entire capital. Half of the Cao family was sent all the way to the North City Gate.
Hua Yueling and Mo Wushuang were very low-key, sitting in the carriage and following the sedan chair. This time Hua Yueling did not bring any brothers from the Criminal Department. Although Hua Yujin desperately wanted to follow, Hua Yueling still refused.
She hoped that the Criminal Department would not let down its vigilance while she was away.
The vast team finally left the capital in the afternoon and set off for the official road to the north.
"Ling'er, what if no one delivers Cao Qing'er's medicine?" Mo Wushuang asked Hua Yue Ling, who had started to close his eyes to rest.
"If Lan Baxiong was really that stupid, he wouldn't have arranged it in Dayue for so long. Cao Qing'er's real name was Yao Qing, and she was the daughter of the martial arts leader Yao Batian. If he let Cao Qing'er die, it would be equivalent to giving up the entire
Wulin, do you think he can be so stupid?" Hua Yueling said calmly, her phoenix eyes narrowed into a thin line as she looked at Mo Wushuang's extraordinary and handsome face.
"But Miss Cao is now married to Dameng. Even if she is saved, it will be of no use to Lan Baxiong, right?" Mo Wushuang frowned.
"Then you underestimate Lan Baxiong's ambition. Jimo Ziyan said it right. Lan Baxiong will not give up Cao Qing'er's wonderful chess, because she will be the princess of Dameng. For Lan Baxiong, although it is still
It's very far away and out of reach, but it is absolutely necessary for his long-term strategy. Wait a minute, I want to take a gamble!" Hua Yueling's voice was particularly cold.
"Ling'er, you are so confident, but you are risking Miss Cao's life." Mo Wushuang smiled.
"She believes in me, and I only believe in myself!" Hua Yueling's answer was so clever that Mo Wushuang was stunned for a moment before his smile became a little stiff.
The team of three to four hundred people walked slowly. At dusk, they were only twenty miles away from the capital, but they had already prepared to sleep in the open.
Cao Qing'er, who had been sitting in the sedan chair for most of the day, finally came down to take a breath. Jimo Ziyan immediately helped her out of the sedan chair with a smile on her face. Seeing that Cao Qing'er's hijab was still on, she immediately expressed concern: "Qing'er, let me help you take off the hijab. This
The journey will take more than a month, so there is no need to worry about these etiquettes."
"Oh, I'll do it myself." Cao Qing'er's face felt a little hot under her hijab, and Jimo Ziyan's gentle words always gave her the illusion.
"No, I'm coming, you are my princess." Jimo Ziyan quickly took off the hijab, and immediately a delicate and pretty little face with exquisite make-up appeared in front of Jimo Ziyan, making him look stupid for a moment.
Yes, he knew Cao Qing'er was good-looking, but he didn't expect that she was so touching at this moment. His chest suddenly stagnated, and he had a strong feeling of wanting to hold her in his arms and love her well.
Cao Qing'er blushed even more when she saw his fiery eyes. This man was really bold.
"Your Highness, please respect yourself." Cao Qing'er's expression suddenly changed and she said coldly.
After Jimo Ziyan was stunned for a moment, his handsome face turned red and he said, "Qing'er, yes, I'm sorry."
Cao Qing'er was a little amused by his panic. She stepped out of the sedan and looked around, ignoring Jimo Ziyan.
Hua Yueling and Mo Wushuang also got off the carriage and walked up to them. Seeing their newlywed appearance, they couldn't help but laugh.
"You two are really a match made in heaven. Look at how well matched they are. The man is so handsome and the woman is so beautiful. I'm so jealous." Hua Yueling said with a smile.
"Ling'er..." Cao Qing'er stared at Huayue Ling awkwardly and said, "I want to change my clothes, Ling'er, can you help me?"
"So soon? Please wear it a little longer. I think His Highness the Crown Prince is still reluctant to take it off." Hua Yueling teased the embarrassed Jimo Ziyan.
Cao Qinger rolled her eyes at Hua Yueling, which made Hua Yueling laugh. She really liked this friend.
"Ling'er will definitely be very beautiful when she gets married." Mo Wushuang looked at Hua Yue Ling with deep eyes.
Hua Yueling was stunned for a moment, then pulled Cao Qing'er to the big carriage at the back, and said at the same time: "I'm already married, don't make any more jokes." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Mo Wushuang looked gloomy. Jimo Ziyan was slightly embarrassed and said: "Brother Mo, you have to work harder. The absence of the third prince will be a big blow to Ling'er."
"I know." Mo Wushuang slowly narrowed his eyes, looking at Hua Yueling's back, holding her big hands tightly under her sleeves.
On the carriage, Hua Yueling helped Cao Qing'er take off the complicated bridal clothes one by one, and took off the heavy Xia crown. Cao Qing'er let out a deep breath.
"Are you tired?" Hua Yueling looked tired.
"Well, it's too heavy." Cao Qing'er laughed.
"Hey, Jimo Ziyan really cares about you." Hua Yueling became evil.