Zhang's brows suddenly jumped, "Let's be clear, what is the evil spirit?"
The mother-in-law shook her head, "I don't know. I just heard the maid came to report and went over to take a look. It turned out that I had become blabbering. Something was wrong with that. I kept singing a song. "Old slave"
It’s a nursery rhyme that I’ve never heard before, it’s so scary...”
"Yin Ruhua is already married, why does she still have to do this? Could it be that her head is really burned out?" Yin Ruyue couldn't help but said.
Mrs. Zhang said, "Just have a good rest and I'll go take a look."
Let’s not talk about the affairs of Yinhou’s house for now.
Yin Ruhua has already entered the Prince's Mansion.
At first she was wondering who would pay homage to her when the prince lingered on his sick bed, but she soon found out: a big rooster!
Moreover, this big rooster seemed to be very excited and immediately crowed loudly.
Everyone else present felt that this was a good sign.
But under the red hijab, Yin Ruhua felt a sense of grievance and sourness in her heart.
If she hadn't been able to hold it back, tears would have fallen.
This is the wedding ceremony that I have been looking forward to for a long time. I am looking forward to my favorite husband bowing to heaven and earth with her on the other end of the red hand, and the husband and wife bow to each other.
The result was a big rooster.
But she couldn't show half-hearted sadness now.
If you're not happy, you'll get married. If you're happy, you'll get married. Is there any other choice?
An An worshiped this big rooster in a well-behaved manner.
After paying homage, she was sent to the bridal chamber.
After being helped by her personal maids Bing Ju and Yu Hu to sit on the edge of the bed, a rather majestic nun from the Prince's Mansion said, "Okay, let's go out to have a bar."
Yuhu is also her personal maid, just like Curling, but she was sent out to take care of Zhuangzi outside and hurried back later.
At the moment, Yuhu and Bingke don't want to leave. They know that their young ladies will be scared when they first arrive, so they want to stay with them.
But she was scolded by the nanny, "Why are you still standing there? Do you want to stay and disturb the concubine and His Highness's bridal night?"
The two pots turned pale after being scolded by this majestic nun, but they still refused to leave.
"Back off." Yin Ruhua said.
"The slaves are right outside the door. If the concubine is in need, just call the slaves." Bing Ke and Yu Hu said worriedly.
"Yeah." Yin Ruhua responded.
Only then did the two pots become worried and led several other people to exit.
After everyone exited one by one, the door was closed and the whole room fell into silence, Yin Ruhua slowly took off the red hijab by herself.
When she used to play games with her maids, she would pretend to be the bride. She didn't know how many times she had practiced the scene of uncovering the red hijab.
She must use the most shy and beautiful glance to leave an impression on her future groom that will last a lifetime.
As a result, she showed her charming eyes to the blind man, which really fulfilled the saying, God's calculation is better than the calculation of man.
It's just that Yin Ruhua can't practice for so many years in vain. Even so, she has to perform a performance by herself and follow a more or less process.
After putting the red hijab aside like a lady, Yin Ruhua looked at the prince lying on the wedding bed and looked at the man.
Prince Situ Ji ranked second among the princes, and his status was the highest and most noble.
Not only that, this man has a tall figure, stern eyebrows, and particularly clear facial features. If you really want to compare, the fourth prince with his outstanding appearance will be inferior in front of him.
He is a truly handsome man.
Looking at Situ Ji who was unconscious on the hospital bed, Yin Ruhua couldn't help but think of him that she had occasionally seen at palace banquets before.
Even though he has been sick all year round, there is no trace of weakness in him. His temperament is like a thousand-year-old iceberg that can repel people thousands of miles away, and his eyes are as sharp as an eagle's swoosh, carrying innate pressure and majesty.
Except for the pale complexion, which is obviously different from ordinary people, no one can tell that this is a patient.
This is a seriously ill person for whom the entire hospital is helpless.
This man is just lying here, like a lamb being slaughtered.
But Yin Ruhua knew clearly that if she dared to make even the slightest move, the shadow guards in the dark would kill her in an instant.
Killing her is easier than killing a chicken.
Looking at the unconscious man, Yin Ruhua didn't say anything, but her heart became active.
She didn't know if her dream was true, but her aunt was right. There was no turning back anyway, so she had no choice but to go on.
So she must hug this thigh!
After a day of hard work, Yin Ruhua was really hungry, but no one would bring her food right now.
Even if you want to give away jade kettles and ice kettles, people from the Prince's Mansion will definitely stop you.
So seeing that Situ Ji showed no signs of waking up, she went to the table to eat a few pastries and a glass of water to cushion her stomach. After that, she came over and continued to guard the prince.
She was just tired after all, so after a while she yawned gracefully, then gently leaned against the bed and fell asleep.
Before going to bed, I was still thinking: If the prince wakes up and sees her guarding him, will he be moved? Her sleeping posture must be beautiful.
And less than half an hour after she fell asleep, the eyelids of the sleeping man on the hospital bed moved, and then he slowly opened his amber eyes.
Almost instantly, a black shadow flew down from the roof beams, dizzying Yin Ruhua who was about to wake up.
"Your Highness."
The man in black stepped forward and supported his master against the bedside.
Situ Ji narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman beside the bed.
At first he thought this was a maid who wanted to climb into bed, but soon he noticed the wedding dress the woman was wearing and the layout of the room, and he frowned.
"What's going on?" Situ Ji said coldly.
The man in black didn't dare to say anything, and immediately knelt down on one knee and told the story of the wedding.
Only then did Situ Ji understand what was going on and rubbed his somewhat swollen forehead.
Originally, it was due to excessive practice that the meridians were blocked and the breath was withered, but as long as he had no problem recuperating, his father was so troubled that he woke up with a concubine.
Before he could think about it, the next moment the window on the side was opened, and another man in black came in and knelt down on one knee.
Situ Ji ignored the concubine beside the bed, looked at them indifferently and said, "What's the matter?"
"Back to Your Highness, the wedding in the past few days has given many young people the opportunity to take action. Tonight, many secret guards have sneaked in to spy on the master's condition."
Situ Ji's face was calm, "I will continue to recuperate. Let's give them the answer they want."
"yes."
Situ Ji asked a few more questions and received the same answers as expected, so he stopped asking any more questions.
After letting the secret guard go down, he looked sideways at the woman wearing a bright red wedding dress. His eyes were unclear, and after a while, he lowered his eyes again.
