(Pure historical, no transmigration, no rebirth, no cheat skills)
On her wedding day, Meng Lingge thought she would marry the top scholar Guan Yian and live a happy life of mutual devotion...
Chapter 395 Chaos
A large group of people arrived, their congratulations and celebrations resounding.
Today is the day of the newlyweds, so Meng Lingge had already instructed everyone in the Meng family not to pay too much attention to her, but to make it as lively and festive as possible, without being bound by formalities.
Otherwise, if everyone greets her and bows to her, they will feel uncomfortable and it will also steal the bride's thunder.
Meng Lingge's own wedding day had been marred by unpleasant events, and she really didn't want Meng Xiyao's joyous occasion to be marred by any more regrets.
But she never expected that the more she wanted to make Meng Xiyao perfect, the more likely she was to make a mistake, and at the same time, she left herself with the biggest regret of her life.
With many relatives and friends from the Meng family, Meng Lingge walked relatively ahead, protected by several maids.
Seeing Gu Yan carrying Meng Xiyao with great speed, yet occasionally glancing down at his bride with a gentle smile, one could tell that he was deeply in love with Meng Xiyao.
Looking at Meng Qingyu, who was right behind him, he already had the appearance of a proper young man. Every move he made was as smooth as jade. It was easy to imagine that in a few years he would definitely become an outstanding young man in the capital.
Meng Lingge was in an extremely good mood.
My younger sister married a good man, my younger brother is extraordinary, my parents are healthy and wealthy, my husband and I have a loving relationship, and the child in my womb will be showered with love from the moment he is born.
She had no more worries, and it seemed that her life had been fulfilled at this moment.
However, things are unpredictable. At her happiest and most fulfilling moment, it seemed that even the heavens were jealous of her happiness and immediately arranged a sudden change.
A group of people had to pass through a round archway between the backyard and the front yard. Today, to add to the festive atmosphere, the archway was wrapped in flowers, making it appear a bit narrower than usual.
It is only wide enough for two people to pass at the same time.
Gu Yan carried Meng Xiyao through the archway first, and the others, including Meng Qingyu, who were walking side by side behind, slowed down and had to pass slowly in pairs.
The Meng family relatives and friends behind them, whether immersed in the jubilant atmosphere or unwilling to fall behind, quickly followed and swarmed in.
Meng Lingge and several palace maids sensed the danger and quickly moved to the side. However, at that moment, someone in the group behind them accidentally fell. Due to the crowd, they couldn't avoid it and fell towards Meng Lingge and the others.
Qiu Lan quickly spread her arms to block Meng Lingge, but she couldn't stop the force of the collapse. She was pulled down by the force and fell onto Meng Lingge.
The change happened in an instant.
Meng Lingge was so close that she only had time to clutch her stomach with both hands.
As Chunhong approached Meng Lingge's back, she could only try to cushion Meng Lingge's abdomen with her belly as she fell to the ground.
The guards, who were almost in the shadows, only had time to jump down from the roof.
The cries of pain blended together.
The people who had fallen struggled to get up one by one.
The four palace maids who brought Meng Lingge rushed to help her up, but were horrified by the blood between her legs.
Chunhong cried out anxiously, "Empress, the Empress is bleeding! Quickly, summon the imperial physician..."
A single sentence stirred up a huge wave of discussion.
Everyone knew what it meant when a woman about to give birth fell and bled, and they were all filled with fear, so they got up and backed away quickly.
He muttered to himself that it was none of his business.
Some people were so terrified that they couldn't get up after a few attempts and were thrown aside by the arriving guards.
Meng Qingyu ran back from the archway and, seeing the situation, called for someone to inform Wen Zhiming and the imperial physician, while she and several palace maids went to help Meng Lingge.
Gu Yan and Meng Xiyao, who were walking at the front, also heard something amiss behind them, but they didn't know what had happened. Meng Xiyao anxiously tugged at Gu Yan's hand and said, "Let's go back and see what's wrong?"
Gu Yan stopped and hesitated, saying, "The people from the Meng family are all behind us. Even if something happens, they will definitely handle it. It's not a good omen for the bride to turn around on her wedding day."
Meng Xiyao's heart was pounding, and for some reason she suddenly remembered the scene of Meng Lingge talking to her earlier.
Meng Lingge described the image of them as sisters forever.
A sudden, inexplicable pang of pain shot through Meng Xiyao's heart. She abruptly pulled off the bridal veil, struggled free from Gu Yan's embrace, and turned to run back.
"My eldest sister is six months pregnant, and I'm worried about her. If you don't like the omen, then you can leave on your own!"
She had been looking forward to this marriage for so long, but at this moment, her worry for Meng Lingge made her turn back without any hesitation.
Gu Yan was unaware that the Empress was also in the wedding procession behind them. Upon hearing this, he immediately chased after Meng Xiyao.
When the two arrived, Meng Lingge had regained some consciousness, but was in excruciating abdominal pain. She was half-lying on Chunhong, and blood had soaked through their clothes, turning them bright red.
Meng Xiyao was shocked to see this, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"What happened? Sister, how are you? Have you seen a doctor?"
Gu Yan hadn't expected such a big thing to happen. He couldn't care less about the symbolism and customs at this moment. He squatted down and prepared to save people first.
Meng Qingyu stopped her, saying, "It might be dangerous to help him now. The imperial physician will be here soon. We can deal with it after he arrives."
Just as he was about to help her up, he heard Meng Lingge cry out in pain, which instantly brought him to his senses, and he dared not make any further moves.
Seeing the two return, Meng Lingge forced herself to say, "The marriage will proceed as planned, you don't need to worry about me... My guards have already gone to find the Emperor and the imperial physician. Your presence here is of no help, and only makes me worry..."
Meng Xiyao cried out, "Big sister, how can I be in the mood for marriage when you're like this? The wedding can be rescheduled. You're my only sister..."
"This is my imperial decree. Do you intend to disobey it?" Meng Lingge's tone became more authoritative. "Gu Yan, bring your bride back to my residence to get married."
Meng Xiyao's marriage was hard-won, and whether she stays or not, it won't change the reality.
At least don't ruin another marriage.
"Yes." Gu Yan knew that Meng Lingge had things to deal with, so he didn't dare to stay any longer and picked up Meng Xiyao to leave.
Seeing that she was angry, Meng Xiyao did not dare to disobey. As she was forcibly carried away, she kept looking back.
Once they were out of the archway, Meng Lingge's eyes turned cold as she pointed at the Meng family relatives and friends who dared not make a move.
"Capture them all and await the Emperor's judgment."
Today, those who blocked the gate in the courtyard and deliberately made things difficult for the groom were all children of Meng Xingyuan's brothers or cousins. They were all quite young, and Meng Lingge knew most of them, but she wasn't very familiar with them.
He didn't usually interact much with these relatives, but Meng Xiyao's wedding was a joyous occasion, so Meng Xingyuan specially invited them to come and join in the fun.
But this has resulted in such a huge mess.
These young people, now captured by the secret guards, are filled with fear and keep crying out for their innocence and begging for mercy.
Looking at these relatives who were nominally her cousins, Meng Lingge thought carefully but couldn't recall offending anyone.
But what just happened, though it looked like an accident, seemed more like an accident that was carefully staged.
Based on the speed and number of people crowding just now, it shouldn't have reached the point where people would fall or be trampled.
Most of them are young people, so their stability shouldn't be that bad.
And the accident happened precisely when she was about to dodge.
Either someone deliberately fell down, or someone deliberately pushed someone down.
Meng Lingge's gaze finally settled on a man wearing a blue robe. If she remembered correctly, this was the first person to fall.
She pointed at him, her voice clear and cold as frost.
"He interrogated her rigorously."