She kept saying one sentence after another, and Mrs. Guo was so choked that she couldn't speak at all.
Ye Qingli yawned again.
"Besides, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I'm about to suffer from depression. If you guys come to my door again and yell at me, maybe my mood will be so bad that I'll just take a knife and wipe my neck. When the time comes, I'll find someone in the house. Who is going to marry the Ghost King?"
"Otherwise, third sister will go?"
"don't want!"
Ye Yunxiao jumped up immediately.
This time, she finally had the opportunity to marry into the prince's palace.
She doesn't want to be that short-lived ghost!
Looking at Ye Qingli was like looking at a devil.
"Haha, eldest sister, I was careless just now. You can prepare to get married with peace of mind, mother, let's go, let's go... let's go!"
After saying that, he ran away like a lost dog.
Guo quickly chased after him.
Xiao He looked at their backs and said worriedly: "Miss, tell me, will the Ghost King be kind to you?"
Although she used to think that this was a good marriage.
But as the marriage drew closer, she became more worried.
After all, no one who marries the Ghost King will survive until the next morning.
Will her young lady be the exception?
She clasped her hands together devoutly: "I must bless you. If the young lady gets married, everything will be smooth sailing and she will be free from illness and disaster."
Ye Qingli said lightly: "Of course your lady will be fine..."
She added in her mind.
"I will never marry you!"
She pulled Xiao He over seriously.
"Xiao He, I want to ask you something..."
Five days passed quickly.
This day is the auspicious day that Emperor Yun'an asked Qin Tianjian to choose!
Today, the eldest lady of the Ye Mansion, Ye Qingli, is going to marry the King of Xining!
Starting early in the morning, ritual officers from the Zongren Mansion came to Ye Mansion one after another.
In the palace, from Emperor Yun'an down, including Concubine Duan, Concubine Ming, and concubines...
All gave generous gifts.
These gifts will be used as dowry, and Ye Qingli will marry into the palace with her.
A dowry worth more than a hundred pounds was collected.
Hundreds of people carried it and walked around Zhuque Street.
Until the first carry of the dowry entered the house, and the last carry of the dowry, she had not yet come out of the Ye Mansion.
This is the real Shili Hongzhuang!
Those who are knowledgeable start to show off to the people around them.
"This is nothing."
"Isn't this scary?"
"I think back then, her mother was even scarier! Her mother was the daughter of the famous Jiang family in the south of the Yangtze River. At that time, dowries were shipped to the capital in boatloads. That was the real Shili Hongzhuang! Now, she's just a child!"
Ye Qingli was sitting in the boudoir at this time.
Let Xi Niang, sent by the palace, give her a face.
Xi Niang kept reciting happy words.
"One comb to the end, two combs to the level of the eyebrows, three combs to cover all the children and grandchildren..."
As she read, she looked at Ye Qingli's cold eyes.
The sound becomes smaller and smaller.
This girl is about to get married, why is she not happy at all?
However, it’s no wonder.
Who told her to marry the ghost king?
Who can be happy knowing that he is going to die soon?
Ye Qingli's face was sullen, not that he was unhappy.
She was calculating today's plan again and again in her mind.
She had been preparing for today for a long time...
Nothing can go wrong!
As for the assassin's mission, she had already forgotten about it.
