The hand in Su Qi's sleeve tightened the thing in his hand.
He looked at the dazzlingly beautiful girl dressed in red, with complicated emotions surging in his eyes.
"Mom." He lowered his eyes, suppressed the complicated emotions in his eyes, looked at Feng who was supporting him, and called out bitterly.
Feng gave a faint hum and straightened Su Ruotang's hair, "Tang'er, you went to the Third Prince's Mansion. If you feel wronged, just go back to Tan Mansion."
"You have to remember that Tanfu will always be your home."
Su Ruotang's eyes were sore, she turned around and hugged Feng tightly, "Thank you, grandma."
In previous lives, most of the natal family treated a married daughter as an outsider.
In ancient times when feudal ideas were more backward, Feng's ability to say such words was enough to prove that she held the original owner in her hands and loved him.
It's a pity that the original owner didn't know how to cherish it, and eventually died tragically in the hands of Su Muyao.
"Old Madam, Prime Minister, the Third Prince is here." Lin Muxi walked over with a smile and sincerely congratulated, "Congratulations, Miss."
Feng let go of Su Ruotang and wiped the end of her eyes, "Go, Tang'er."
The corners of Su Ruotang's lips curved slightly, and she held the hands of Feng and Tan Zhixi, "Don't worry, grandma and cousin, the third prince has a very good character and he will treat me well."
After saying that, she held Xipo's hand and walked directly out.
Su Qi's slightly raised hand retracted when Su Ruotang walked past him without looking away.
On his elegant and handsome face, there is a hint of lost emotion that is hard to find in his eyes.
Feng glanced at him and said coldly: "Su Qi, when you asked to marry Ran'er, you promised me to protect her for the rest of her life. She fell ill and died young. I don't blame you."
At this point, she changed the subject and became a bit harsh, "But you shouldn't treat Tang'er like this!"
"If Ran'er knows something under the spring, her soul will be uneasy!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the crutch in her hand touched the ground, and Tan Zhixi supported her away.
The dull knocking sound was like a heavy hammer hitting Su Qi's heart.
After a while, he slowly opened his hand and looked down at the white jade hairpin in his palm. The loss and bitterness in his eyes became more obvious.
He didn't understand why it became like this.
After Ran'er passed away, he was afraid to see Tang'er's facial features that were very similar to hers.
It happened that Mrs. Zhang was virtuous and offered to take care of Tang'er, so he asked Mrs. Zhang to take care of Tang'er.
He also asked Ms. Zhang about Tang'er's condition, and Ms. Zhang said that Tang'er was doing well.
He also visited Tang'er several times, but she avoided him.
Over time, after hearing from Zhang that Tang'er was fine, he stopped asking any more questions.
But I didn't expect that she was actually living this kind of life...
After a while, Su Qi smiled bitterly, turned around and walked out with heavy steps.
Even if Tang'er doesn't want to recognize him, he still wants to get her married.
He wanted the world to know that she was the only concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The gate of Su Mansion was surrounded by people, and the Imperial Guards stood at a distance to maintain order.
Su Ruotang held a fan in hand to cover her face, her long skirt swept across the thick carpet, and stepped down the stone steps step by step, walking towards the man who was already waiting at the door of the Su Mansion, also wearing a red wedding dress.
The man who usually looks as elegant as a fairy puts on a red wedding dress, adding a bit of fireworks, charming and cool, like a combination of a Rakshasa and an immortal.
Su Ruotang walked towards Mo Rongyan step by step.
It was only a dozen steps away, but she felt as if she had walked hundreds of meters.
Shili Hongzhuang's wedding is every girl's dream.
But the protagonist of this wedding does not love each other.
Looking at Mo Rong Yan and the beautiful Rong Yan, Su Ruotang could only feel his heart beating faster and faster as the distance between their fingertips shortened...
Mo Ronyan stood calmly in front of the sedan chair, staring at the girl walking towards him step by step, with surprise flashing in his eyes.
He did not stand still, but faced Su Ruotang step by step as she walked down the stone steps.
When he reached the last step, Su Ruotang suddenly stopped.
Her bright peach blossom eyes reflected the figure of the man walking towards her step by step.
Mo Rongyan stood in front of Su Ruotang.
The next second, the girl in red wedding dress was picked up by the man.
He put her firmly into the sedan chair, and his well-jointed fingers fell on the red sedan curtain. The movement of slowly pulling down the sedan curtain was like a landscape painting slowly unfolding.
The moment he picked up Su Ruotang, the crowd screamed.
Brother Wang Sunzi, led by Fu Beixian, whistled, "Cousin is mighty!"
"Your Highness is awesome!"
Mo Rongyan glanced at Fu Beixian lightly and got on his horse.
If it were normal times, everyone would have been stunned by his glance.
But today is his big day, and they are here to have a wedding ceremony.
As a result, the voices of these princes and grandchildren became even louder.
"Cousin, my aunt said that if you dare to bully your sister-in-law, she will throw you to the barbarians to feed the peacocks."
After Fu Beixian finished speaking, the crowd fell silent for three breaths.
The next moment, I was even more excited.
Su Ruotang was sitting in the sedan chair, with the refreshing scent of cedar lingering in her nose.
She pursed her lips tightly, and the tips of her bright white ears were slightly red.
When I heard Fu Beixian's voice, I couldn't help laughing.
After playing and playing all the way, we arrived at the Third Prince's Mansion.
According to etiquette, the bridegroom kicks through the sedan door before the bride can get off the sedan.
But Mo Ronyan did not kick the sedan door, but stretched out his hand to help Su Ruotang get out of the sedan.
Without waiting for her to get off the sedan, he bent down to pick her up again and firmly stepped over the brazier.
"Wow, Miss Su Er is so happy."
"Oh my god, His Highness is so handsome, and he matches well with Miss Su Er!"
"I really look forward to what kind of disaster their children will bring to the country and the people!"
Su Ruotang's red veil covered her face, revealing only a pair of smart eyes, as beautiful as pink and skin as snow, even though everyone knew she had a birthmark on her cheek.
But at this moment, even those noble ladies who usually couldn't see Su Ruotang had to admit it.
At this moment, she is a perfect match for His Highness the Third Prince.
Su Ruotang nervously held the round fan with her small hands and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, I can go by myself."
According to etiquette, the bride needs to step over the brazier herself.
The curve of Mo Ronyan's lips was slightly tight, and his clear voice was hoarse, "Third Princess, are you sure you can cross safely?"
