Chu Li looked at the two people who were in love a few days ago. Now one is getting married and the other has tears in his eyes, as if he is accusing the unfaithful person.
The news that the prince was going to marry Qi Le spread quickly.
After the Taiwei learned that his daughter was going to marry the prince, he was half happy and half sad. He was happy that his daughter got what she wanted, but sad that once she entered the royal family, he was afraid that her daughter would be wronged.
But seeing the happy look on his daughter's face, the captain didn't want to pour cold water on her.
Ever since the prince chose Qi Le, Qi Wu had locked himself in the courtyard and refused to come out.
She began to drink to drown her sorrows. She didn't understand why the prince suddenly changed his heart. He was really a scumbag. She clearly felt that he liked her, but he...
Forget it, Qi Wu shook her head and tried to get Zhou Lingdu out of her mind.
It's a pity that raising a glass to relieve the sorrow makes the sorrow worse, and Qi Wu is still in pain.
On the day of the prince's wedding, he walked around the city three times, wrote three books and six etiquettes, wore ten miles of red makeup, wore a crown with phoenix clouds, carried eight large sedan chairs, and the matchmaker was getting married.
The majestic groom, with his tall head and horse, drives countless young girls crazy about him.
It's a pity that the prince is getting married, but they are not the ones to marry.
Zhou Lingdu's wedding was very rich and prosperous, and all the best things were used. In addition, Qi Le's natal family was also very capable, and the dowry they gave her was also the best. Several carts were pulled there.
This is an enviable wedding, and it is also a wedding that represents the royal dignity.
Chu Li also went to watch Zhou Lingdu's wedding ceremony, but she just sat down and left. After all, she was in poor health, and everyone could understand.
But she had to come. A royal wedding banquet was naturally grand and needed support.
Qi Le has been led to the wedding room. On the wall is a curtain with the word "happy" embroidered with gold and silver silk threads. The embroidery work is extremely exquisite. The bed was covered with an equally gorgeous silk coverlet with the word "happy" on it.
There is also a pair of wedding candles on the table, and there are peanuts and osmanthus seeds.
The room was beautifully decorated and exquisite. Qi Le kept wearing a red hijab, waiting for the prince to come.
But for some reason, the prince was drunk, and he was helped back to the wedding room by the young eunuch.
When Qi Le heard that the prince was drunk, she didn't care to let him lift his hijab. She lifted her hijab herself, took off his shoes and coat.
She also went to get him a handkerchief soaked in water and wiped his face.
Looking at the prince's handsome face, Qi Le couldn't help but feel happy. The prince was good-looking and had good character. The key was that the prince was very powerful and knew how to fight. As long as the prince made no mistakes, he would be the next emperor.
And she might become the queen, not to mention, Qi Le stepped on the ungrateful Qi Wu, which made her even happier.
Zhou Lingdu was drunk, talked nonsense, and called Qi Wu's name several times. Fortunately, Qi Le didn't hear what he said clearly, otherwise her resentment towards Qi Wu would have been aggravated.
Early the next morning, Zhou Lingdu woke up with a splitting headache. He muttered to himself, "Headache."
Qi Le had woken up a long time ago. She gently pressed Zhou Lingdu's head, "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"
Zhou Lingdu said softly, "Yeah."
Not to mention, Qi Le's massage techniques are okay and quite comfortable.
But last night, Qi Wu came to see him, and he was also confused and infatuated, and she...
Fortunately, he stopped in the end, and Qi Wu ran away crying.
Zhou Lingdu was a little irritable, so he drank too much and became drunk.
