Zong Zhengchen held her hand, closed his eyes, and gently kissed the back of her hand. "The weather is so hot, we will get to know each other sooner or later."

Ye'er, I married you in the past because the emperor had arranged a marriage for me. At that time, they had no emotional foundation, and he was deceived by Xiao Zhihua.

The wedding was hasty and simple. He didn't even attend in person. There was no wedding night, and he didn't give her the happiness that a normal woman should have.

Today, he came to marry her.

He brought Jiangnan as a betrothal gift and married her.

Qin Ye looked at him somewhat blankly.

He said: "From now on, let me take care of you on behalf of the Imperial Master. You will be my only wife and the mother of my children. We will be a family of four together and will never be separated again."

The words of confession echoed in the hall.

The women were jealous and cast envious glances at her. Princess Lingye was so happy!

Jun Luoyuan was so angry that he almost cried out.

The guests all stood up and congratulated him: "I wish Prince Chen and the princess a happy marriage and a son soon!"

"Grow old together, loving each other as always!"

"I wish you two a son soon..."

"Thank you all." Zong Zhengchen walked around the table, turned around and sat down, wrapped his big hands around her waist, and held her on his lap, half holding her in his arms.

Qin Ye blushed.

There are so many people in...

"Let me go." She twisted her body and was about to get down.

Zong Zhengchen hugged her tightly. He finally had a legitimate relationship with her and could finally hug her openly. How could he bear to let go?

"No, not in this lifetime."

Qin Ye coughed.

They haven't gotten married yet, don't know each other, and don't understand each other, so why are they talking about long, short, and lifetime as soon as they meet?

"You are not what I imagined. You are a bit of a rogue. I heard that you were deeply in love with the dead princess. Why did you change your mind when you saw me?"

He laughed: "You are jealous of yourself again."

Qin Ye was stunned.

Why does this sound... familiar?

I seem to have heard it somewhere?

"What do you mean by being jealous of yourself? The excuses you find for your philandering are really justified."

He said seriously: "I'm not unfaithful."

"Yes, yes, you are not unfaithful, you just want to give all girls a home."

"From the beginning to the end, I only like you."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." Qin Ye rolled his eyes, poked him from behind with his elbow, and wanted to get off.

My butt just touched the bench.

The man stretched out his long arms and hugged her like a princess, holding her in his arms like a doll, "You look so beautiful when you're jealous."

Qin Ye's face turned red, and he stared at him and was about to struggle.

He coaxed in a low voice: "Be obedient, don't move, let me hug you."

“…”

Suddenly, her face turned even redder. Under so many eyes staring at her, it was as red as a cooked shrimp and almost bleeding.

When the rich ladies saw this, they were so jealous that they felt like they had eaten lemons.

So envious!

So pampered!

I really hope that the person I marry is me, wuwuwu...

Jun Luoyuan was so furious that he had no place to vent his anger. He grabbed Shen Shichen viciously under the table, pinching and beating him, trying to vent his anger.

Emperor Nanyuan smiled gently: "It seems that Prince Chen likes Ling Ye very much. Seeing that you two have a good relationship, I and the Imperial Master are relieved, haha."

"Come on, let's drink and celebrate. Tomorrow, we will send Princess Lingye off to get married!"

All the guests raised their glasses: "Please."

"Dry!"

They clinked glasses, sang and danced, and enthusiastically celebrated the joy of the marriage.

Ling Ye was held in the man's arms, unable to move or get down. The strange thing was that she didn't hate him. Instead, she quite liked the cool aura mixed with his dusty look.

Nestled in his arms, she watched him toast the officials one glass after another, and pulled at his clothes out of boredom.

You can drink a lot.

I've had more than ten cups.

Can you drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?

He was playing with his sleeves and pulling them, when suddenly, a wooden hairpin fell out of his sleeve.

She was stunned.

This hand-carved wooden hairpin...why does it look familiar?