Wearing a heavy and cumbersome dress, Li Chen looked like a puppet on a string. He went out within the specified time, got on the carriage in the prescribed posture, and then the carriage slowly set off along the fixed route.
At the moment the carriage Li Chen was riding in started, the music started playing.
The prince's wedding officially begins.
Li Chen could walk the route from the East Palace to Fengxi Palace with his eyes closed.
But every time he took this route in the past, Li Chen never found it so troublesome and slow.
Everywhere you look, there are officials, maids and eunuchs walking back and forth. Everyone's face is filled with smiles. It seems that everyone is happy.
Li Chen glanced over, and his heart was not at peace.
Because he knew that Zhao Xuanji would take action at any time.
The entire capital seemed to be full of joy, but hidden beneath the joy was a murderous intention that had never been seen since the establishment of the empire.
At this time in the General's Mansion.
It's also a joyous occasion.
The servants were busy shuttling among each other, and everyone had a smile on their lips.
They had just received a red envelope that was almost equal to a year's salary, and they were not happy even if they wanted to.
In Su Jinpa's boudoir, Su Jinpa sat in front of the makeup mirror and let the female stylist from the palace do her makeup.
Looking at herself in the mirror, dressed in happy clothes and looking pretty and charming, Su Jinpa couldn't be happy.
At this time, Su Pingbei, dressed in military uniform, appeared in the mirror, behind Su Jinpa.
"I see that you don't seem very happy," Su Pingbei said.
Su Jinpa glanced at Su Pingbei in the mirror and said nothing.
Su Pingbei sighed: "Time flies so fast. I remember when I was a child, you liked to follow me and beg me to play with you. It's just that I didn't like to take you with you because I thought you were troublesome."
"At that time, your brother was everywhere in the house, and my brother's cry was so loud that I hid it deliberately so that you wouldn't find it. I threw you away and let you cry, but I laughed heartlessly. I just felt like I was hurting you.
Crying is a very interesting thing."
Listening to Su Pingbei's words, the corners of Su Jinpa's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile.
Shrugging, spreading his hands, Su Pingbei said: "But later on, when you grew up, you were no longer willing to come to me. Maybe you thought I would only bully you, so you started reading, reading the poems I hate the most, slowly.
Slowly, the difference between you and me is getting bigger and bigger."
"You are getting smarter and quieter, but I am still careless, which gives dad a headache just looking at you."
"I still remember what my father often said: if I worked half as hard as you, he would laugh to death even if he closed his eyes."
Su Pingbei's face was full of memories and he said: "When I was older, I learned to make trouble outside. Every time I got into trouble, I didn't dare to tell my father when I came back. I could only ask you for help. You helped me with advice and help me again and again.
I acted as a cover to save me countless physical and mental sufferings."
"Speaking of which, I still owe you a thank you."
Su Pingbei sighed and said, "But before I say thank you, you are about to get married. When I see you after today, I will salute you and treat you as a princess."
Su Jinpa frowned slightly and said, "You know I don't like to hear this."
"Whether you like it or not, this is the truth."
Su Pingbei's face was rarely serious. He said: "Today, my sister got married, and she married the most noble husband in the world. Now you are the crown princess, and in the future, you will be the queen of a country."
