Ning Huayue sat quietly on the Babu bed. Lingyun persuaded her again and again, but failed to make her feel relieved, so she had to send Lan Xin out to inquire.
In the study room of Hemingyuan, Fang Jinbao struggled outside the door for a long time. He raised one foot and was unable to step in.
Liang Fei held the letter and walked slowly. Seeing that Fang Jinbao was in trouble, Liang Fei kindly reached out and poked Fang Jinbao on the back.
Fang Jinbao was driven by a mysterious force and broke into Yan Fuguang's sight.
Yan Fuguang frowned slightly and glanced at him lightly.
"S-Slave..." Fang Jinbao was completely unprepared and his tongue was tied, "It's, it's getting late, Your Highness, it's time for you to rest..."
But Yan Fuguang acted as if he didn't hear anything. He leaned against the armrest lazily and leisurely, picked up the tea bowl with his right hand, and gently brought it to his lips.
Fang Jinbao was not happy either. His Highness was so embarrassed before the princess entered the palace, and he was still full of resentment!
But having said that, on the wedding day, it doesn’t seem to be the case to not go to the bridal chamber and just sit in the study reading military books?
If you marry everything, you will make the best use of it, right?
"Your Highness, Yihongyuan sent someone to ask..."
When the subject of Yihongyuan was mentioned, Yan Fuguang remained calm and interrupted Fang Jinbao casually: "I won't go. My official duties are complicated and I can't leave."
Fang Jinbao: "..."
Can't leave? What's holding you back?
Is it a military book that can be read or not? Or a good stock of good tea? Furthermore, where are the complicated official duties you mentioned?
"Alas..." Fang Jinbao sighed quietly, adhering to the principle of never embarrassing His Highness when it comes to embarrassing others, he obeyed, "Then the slave will let the maid go back?"
Yan Fuguang hummed coldly without raising his head.
This was very painful for Lan Xin, who was waiting outside Hemingyuan. When she heard Fang Jinbao say that the prince would not pass, her expression was very ugly.
"But the princess's hijab hasn't been lifted yet..." Which bride can't wait for her husband's wedding day on her wedding day, and no one even lifts her hijab? How can they put their lady's face on it?
Lan Xin tried her best to save her: "Those rumors a few days ago were all false. Please don't care about it. The princess is the apple of Ning's family. She should be happy on her wedding day. She has been waiting for the prince to come over for a long time. Can the prince come? Yihongyuan?"
As the saying goes, you can help relatives but not take care of yourself, and that was exactly what happened to Lan Xin in Fang Jinbao's eyes.
He became even more angry: "I don't dare to comment on my master's affairs, let alone make decisions for my master. This is the prince's order. I can only convey it in this way. Please don't embarrass me, girl."
Lan Xin was furious. It was obvious that King Jin didn't care about their young ladies. Otherwise, why would a eunuch dare to say these things?
But she, a maid, has no way to deal with the majestic prince.
Lan Xin stamped her feet and returned to Yihongyuan.
Lingyun looked at her expression and roughly guessed that this trip had not achieved the expected effect. She winked, deliberately keeping Lan Xin away and preventing Ning Huayue from falling into the whirlpool of sadness.
"Stop, Lan Xin, come here." Ning Huayue lifted a corner of her hijab and called to Lan Xin, "What did the prince say?"
Lan Xin bit her lip, embarrassed.
Looking at her expression, Ning Huayue expected something.
"Tell me, I want to know." Patience, embarrassment, sadness, and fear all came to her, making Ning Huayue's heart wrinkled.
Helpless, Lan Xin lowered her head and whispered: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty said that he is busy with official duties and can't leave..."
boom--
Ning Huayue smashed the tea cup at hand, her face twisted, and she could no longer maintain her emotional stability.
"Busy with official duties? Even if the prince makes excuses, he can't find a decent job! Who doesn't know that the emperor feels sorry for the prince who has been at the border for several years? Even the wedding days are longer than other princes. If the prince is not busy, why don't you? You’re busy, but you’re busy today, and you’re so busy tonight that you can’t have sex with me, or even come to see me!”
Ning Huayue had never been treated so coldly since she was a noble child. She forgot what Ning Ge said before she got married. She was so angry that she only wanted to vent it out.
Then, she took off the red hijab and threw it at her feet.
The gorgeous beaded hairpins on her head were removed one by one, and she smashed them to the ground in anger, clinking in the silent room.
"Bath for me." Ning Huayue's eyes were red and she gritted her teeth, "So what if you don't want to see me? I'm still the princess, divorce me if you can!"
Lingyun and Lan Xin's hearts skipped a beat and they quickly went up to support her: "Miss, be careful what you say!"
"Ha..." Ning Huayue laughed mockingly, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
In just one day, she suffered the biggest insult in more than ten years. The pride of the Ning family was bowed again and again in front of King Jin today.
He should be satisfied, right?
**
On the first day when the princess enters the palace, people in the backyard should go to her Yihongyuan to pay her respects.
Lu Qing, who was pregnant, also got up early to wash up and dress up, and was helped out of Qiyun Pavilion by Ji Qin and Man Dong.
She was heavy and walked slowly. She met the concubine Xue Jiao and Qu Donger halfway, and the three of them walked together.
Xue Jiao seemed to be very interested in Lu Qing's belly. She said in a lively tone, "Congratulations, Concubine Wei! You are about to give birth. We will have many young masters in our family in the future. The prince will definitely like it very much!"
As she said that, she raised her hand to touch Lu Qing's belly.
Lu Qing pretended to be tired and bent down, avoiding her movements without revealing anything: "Thank you Concubine Xue, but I don't know whether the child is a boy or a girl."
Qu Donger stared at Lu Qing's belly with a smile: "Boys and girls have their own advantages. In short, Concubine Wei is a lucky person."
A hint of darkness flashed across Xue Jiao's eyes, she smiled and then nodded: "Sister Qu is right."
Lu Qing rarely talks outside the home. As long as the topic doesn't fall on her, she usually just smiles and acts like a complete outsider.
Along the way, Xue Jiao and Qu Donger were chatting and laughing, and she followed quietly.
Arriving at Yihongyuan, Princess Ning Huayue was still dressing up.
The concubines, concubines, and concubines took their seats one after another. They all talked quietly and waited for Ning Huayue to appear.
After a cup of tea, Ning Huayue, who was wearing heavy makeup, appeared looking haggard, unable to even squeeze out a smile on her face.
She sat at the main seat and said with a stern face: "Today is the first time I meet all the sisters. I have prepared some gifts in advance."
After saying that, the maid from Yihongyuan delivered the things to everyone present one by one.
When it was Lu Qing's turn, she was about to reach out her hand to take it, but the maid suddenly let go.
The small box dropped to the ground with great movement, and the broken jade bracelet made people feel shocked.
The maid was the first to kneel on the ground and admit her mistake: "Please forgive me, Princess. This slave has been handed over to the concubine, but for some reason, it still fell..."
Lu Qing took a deep breath in her heart. She was still an eyesore to the princess. This was the first time they met, and he couldn't wait to show her power.
However, she was unable to resist.
Lu Qing stood up in panic, held her stomach and knelt down with difficulty: "It's my fault, please punish me."
