Shushen heard the suspicion in Huang Ama's words, took a deep breath, and immediately said: "It is indeed my own wish, as long as I can make Sister He Hui stop suffering like this."
Yinzhen raised his hand to support his forehead, shook his head again, snorted coldly, pointed at Shushen, and said with a wry smile: "It is obviously a one-of-a-kind marriage, but you two say it as if you are going to the front line with great enthusiasm!"
Shushen blushed and explained: "My son's wording was inappropriate. My son... didn't mean that."
Yinzhen raised his hand to stop her, looked at her quietly and said, "Once the marriage is settled, there will be no room for change. We are going to Mongolia and it is a long way from the capital. Do you have any regrets?"
Shushen kowtowed and said, "I hope that Emperor Ama can make sister He Hui's wish come true. She will be happy for the rest of her life, and I, my sister, will feel relieved."
Yinzhen looked at her briefly for a while, then finally stood up and walked around from behind the imperial desk to the front, bent down to help her up with his own hands, patted her shoulder again, and suddenly said: "Good boy, you are very similar to your Ama.
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Shushen trembled slightly when she heard his voice. She raised her eyes and saw that there was no sadness or joy in the emperor's eyes. She couldn't tell what the emotion was.
In the afternoon, Prince Yi entered the palace.
After the winter solstice, according to the imperial edict, Princess Heshuo Shushen will marry Mongolia, and Princess Shushen will be married to Luoerhan.
The dust has settled.
On the wedding day, Luo Erhan looked radiant, knelt down at the east steps of the Qianqing Gate in a python suit, and was ordered to thank him. Then he went to the Yangxin Hall, knelt down and bowed to the emperor three times, gave thanks, and prepared ninety-nine gifts for his consort's family.
Such as pommel horses, armor, etc., ready to marry the princess.
When the two princesses get married, all the dowry, household registration, and other belongings that should accompany the marriage will be handled by the Ministry of Etiquette in conjunction with the Ministry of Internal Affairs in accordance with the order. The Lifanyuan, Qintianjian, Luanyiwei and other yamen will cooperate, and the Qintianjian will make a preliminary decision on the auspicious date of the wedding.
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This ceremony and procedure took a lot of time.
Kunning Palace.
Ulanala sat in front of the desk, holding a pen in his hand, letting the ink drip on the paper, and spread a circle of ink. It was not until he finished copying the three Heart Sutras that he slowly said: "Shu Shen
This girl seems to be neither fighting nor grabbing, but she is extremely shrewd. She has obviously taken a huge advantage, and she said it so pitifully, which shows how deeply she loves her sisters and thinks about her sister, even in front of the emperor.
It’s such a good thing, it makes people feel sad!”
Marriage with Mongolia was almost the outcome for most princesses in the Qing Dynasty.
Now that the deposed prince is dead, Princess Shushen has long since lost her support. An orphan like her will naturally end up being sent to Mongolia for marriage.
Since I am always going to Mongolia, instead of marrying a husband whose age and appearance do not match him in the future, it is better to seize the little Mongolian prince in front of me.
Rong promised to hold the princess dowry gift list sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and while presenting it to Ulanara, he could not help but laugh in a low voice: "Prince Yi and the emperor have always doted on Princess Hehui, and they are very considerate. In the end, they did it for
Princess Shushen made wedding clothes!"
Ulanara glanced at her seriously, and said with half contempt and half disdain: "You agree, are you talking about the princess? Don't forget your identity."
Rong promised to realize that he had made a mistake, so he immediately stopped talking.
In the evening, in the Yangxin Hall.
After being brought to Yanxi Hall, he entered the inner hall and took a bath. Ji Ling wore a clean white undergarment and sat on the edge of the bed with a plate of sponge cake and candy.
When this sponge cake is put into your mouth, it is soft and glutinous. It tastes a bit like marshmallow, and it can also pull sugar strands on the tip of your tongue.
She was eating happily when Yinzhen came over, took off his robe and sat next to her, then reached out and pinched her face.
Ji Ling's cheeks were sore from being pinched by him, so he turned sideways to avoid it, while not forgetting to hold the plate to protect him.
Yinzhen saw it funny and couldn't help teasing her: "Are the sugar cakes in Yangxin Palace so delicious?"
Ji Ling nodded and stuffed a piece for Yinzhen. He had already stretched out his hand, but thought that the fourth master might not like this kind of taste, so he retracted it.
She raised her head, threw the sponge cake candy into her mouth, and then said: "There is bitterness in the sweetness, and there is fragrance in the bitterness. It is worth savoring for a long time."
Yinzhen smiled slightly, and when he thought of today's wedding ceremony, he let out a sigh of relief, with regret in his tone, and said: "He Hui... this marriage is still not satisfactory after all."
When he said this, the expression on his face unconsciously showed regret.
Ji Lingxin said that it was He Hui who married, not you, Fourth Master.
As long as He Hui feels contented and happy, it will be enough.
Everyone thinks differently and wants different things.
For example, before she traveled through time, when she was a freshman, four girls in the dormitory stayed up at night and talked about things together, and the conversation got into emotional topics.
Some people say that other conditions can be relaxed for the future partner, but they must be good-looking enough, and if they are not handsome, there is no need to talk; some people say that handsome boys are useless and cannot be used as food. The most important thing is to be good to yourself.
Some people also say that you must find someone with a humorous and optimistic personality, and a harmonious family with parents. With such a person, life will be sunny every day...
Ji Ling was sitting on the bed, writing down the homework that was due tomorrow morning, listening with interest, and occasionally commenting.
As a result, she was hit hard by two pillows and a stuffed toy, which made her scream.
In fact, there are only four words: seek benevolence and gain benevolence.
While she was thinking about it, she ate the sponge cake and unknowingly took down half of her plate.
Seeing that she had eaten too much, Yinzhen reached out to take the plate back and put it on the table aside. Then he called the servant in and served Ji Ling again to rinse her mouth.
After the two people lay down side by side, since it was the wedding day after all, Yinzhen said a few more words - nothing more than how to lift Luo Erhan up, make military exploits, help him pave the road to Qingyun, etc.
He had a good plan here. Ji Ling listened, then yawned and buried his head on Yinzhen's shoulder.
As Yinzhen was talking, he felt his shoulders sink. He turned around and saw that Lingling had been buried in his chest, just like a kitten, burrowing straight into his arms.
There was a slight pink color on her cheeks, and her disturbing bangs were hanging in front of her forehead. Probably because this position was not comfortable, she changed her position again, hugging her arms and holding them tightly, still pressing them.
He took off half of his sleeves.
Every time Lingling clings to someone like this little bird, and has an inexplicable childish look, it can arouse the love in his heart.
Yinzhen reached out and took Ji Ling over, tightened it tightly on his solid chest, and then whispered: "Lingling, don't worry! When our daughter grows up, I will definitely find an identity for her.
The prince-in-law who is compatible with her and is in love with her will keep her in the capital and will never let you mother and daughter be separated."