After Shen Hefeng was executed.
The emperor's condition gradually improved.
In late autumn, Ling Shumo, the Crown Princess of the Eastern Palace, married for the third time, marrying Fu Yijing, the fifth son of the Prime Minister's family.
The wedding procession was in an orderly manner, stretching from one end of the street to the other. The branches along the road were tied with red ribbons and lanterns. The people who came to join in the fun blocked the streets on both sides, and everyone stretched their heads to see how luxurious and magnificent the sedan chair that the groom was riding in was.
Because they wanted to bring good luck to the emperor, this wedding was more grand than the previous two.
The East Palace welcomed a new male master, and the plaque of Linglong Palace was taken down a few days ago. Now it is officially renamed Fuyao Palace.
Ling Shumo was wearing a bright red wedding dress. When she walked to the gate of Fuyao Palace, she stopped involuntarily and looked up to carefully see the newly replaced plaque in the palace.
When Pei Jiusheng entered the palace, the plaque of Jinxiu Palace, where Ling Shumo's original wife, Princess Qin Wen'er, lived, was smashed directly. After the plaque of Linglong Palace was taken down, the four corners were wrapped with cloth strips and carefully placed in a rosewood box.
Now this box is placed on the top shelf of the bookcase in Ling Shumo's room. Every day, the servant who is responsible for housekeeping takes down the plaque and wipes it clean.
Ling Shumo actually wanted to preserve Linglong Palace's original appearance, preserving the atmosphere of Pei Jiusheng's past. However, this palace, located in the heart of the East Palace's inner courtyard, had been the residence of successive princesses. If she didn't allow Fu Yijing to live there, Fu Yijing, as the princess, would undoubtedly attract criticism. She could only regretfully order the palace's renovation.
However, the original screens in the hall were preserved intact. She found a vacant hall in the East Palace, named it Linglong Hall, and placed all the ornaments and decorations there according to the original layout.
Today is Ling Shumo and Fu Yijing's wedding, but she is still thinking about other men in her mind. This is a bit unfair to Fu Yijing, but she really can't help it and sighs about the changes in the world.
They walked along a winding corridor, both sides of which were hung with bright pink silk with golden characters for happiness and auspicious patterns. The attendant spotted Ling Shumo from afar and announced cheerfully, "The Princess Royal is here..."
Ling Shumo pushed open the door to the room with the painting of a unicorn delivering a child. Fu Yijing quickly stood up from the marital bed, knelt down and saluted Ling Shumo. "Your Highness, I greet you." The last note of his voice was trembling, not from fear, but from excessive excitement.
Ling Shumo lifted the red veil of the person in front of her. Fu Yijing, who had carefully put on makeup, was even more beautiful than when they first met at Yunqi Winery.
He called out "Your Highness" in a gentle voice. As he exhaled, Ling Shumo smelled a faint fragrance coming from Fu Yijing. Moreover, this smell was her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus scent.
The moment she saw Fu Yijing's face clearly, Ling Shumo forgot what she wanted to say. Her hand gently stroked Fu Yijing's cheek, then her fair neck, and all the way down. When she touched her waist, she pushed Fu Yijing down on the bed.
As their lips touched, the sound of clothes tearing echoed in the room. The gauze curtain slid down from the bed, blocking out the infinite and beautiful scenery.
After several romantic encounters, Ling Shumo carried Fu Yijing, who was only covered with a thin sheet, into the bathroom. Fu Yijing's body was completely submerged in the bathtub, and the only part of his eyes that was exposed above the water was a pair of confused eyes.
By this time, Ling Shumo had already washed herself. She was wiping the water off her body with a dry towel when she caught sight of Fu Yijing's captivating eyes, as black as obsidian. She couldn't help but pause. She casually placed the towel on a nearby shelf, stepped into the tub, and pulled Fu Yijing toward her.
The two of them pressed their skin against each other again, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the bathroom, which had not dissipated to begin with, became even stronger.
The servants waiting outside for orders only heard the sound of splashing water from inside the house, accompanied by the faint moaning of a man. These servants, who had never experienced the world of sex, all blushed.
Shi Qi had anticipated this, so she didn't just stand there at the door. As soon as the princess entered the bathroom, she ordered someone to stand guard for her and went to take a nap on the small bed where the servants rested.
Fu Yijing's face is so beautiful that it is almost catching up with Pei Jiusheng. Her Highness the Crown Princess is the one who cares most about looks, so it is not impossible that the wedding night will last until dawn.
Above the sky, the moon was completely obscured by dark clouds. A strong wind blew outside, followed by a light drizzle. The rain continued all night, and finally stopped at dawn.
Heavy curtains blocked out the morning light.
The servants were holding the tooth cups and washbasins that their masters would use to wash, waiting for the call from inside to go in and serve them immediately.
Yu Shui, the attendant standing to the left of the door, tugged at Li Qiu beside him and said, "You're talking about Bo He. I used to envy him for being favored by the Princess Royal and being promoted to a master. But what happened? After becoming a servant, he had to live in such a remote place like the South Courtyard. The Princess Royal probably won't even remember him in this lifetime. He's living a worse life than us attendants. He's really going from bad to worse."
Xiao Shi is the lowest rank of the sixth grade. People with this rank cannot have their own palace. They either live in the South Courtyard or in the side courtyards of other palaces.
Li Qiu pounded his waist, which was stiff from standing. "Even if he's not favored, he's still the master. He has four servants waiting on him now. Unlike us, we have to stand at the door in the cold wind early in the morning."
Thinking of the commotion in the room last night, Yu Shui couldn't help but blush. "This new princess is so beautiful. No wonder His Highness tormented her for so long last night. Sigh, look at life. Some people are beautiful and have good backgrounds, and are born to enjoy a life of luxury. And look at you and me, we've been slaves all our lives."
Yu Shui curled her lips at this point, "That Bo He, not to mention his status is a million miles away from the Princess Royal, he's also average looking. In my opinion, he can only be favored once in his life."
Li Qiu just smiled, unsure how to respond. The princess and the prince were the unattainable sun in the sky, but Bohe's status was once the same as theirs. Rainwater spoke ill of Bohe in both words and deeds, but in the final analysis, it was because of her envy that she was so jealous.
Yu Shui didn't get Li Qiu's response. He opened his mouth to say something, but Shi Qi's voice came from inside the room, "Those two standing outside, come in and serve."
Yu Shui and Li Qiu immediately fell silent and walked inside with their heads lowered.
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