Imperial Capital 53. Wedding Day

After Murong Ting despised a group of vulgar people, she held up her hand that had touched the relics of Prince Ding and admired it. Minister Ye praised Ye Li with great joy. He could almost foresee what kind of fame and glory the Ye family would bring when the news of Ye Li marrying the Cloud-Crossing Sword spread. As for whether there was a treasure or a military book in the Cloud-Crossing Sword, it was secondary. Minister Ye still had some self-knowledge. Even if there was a treasure, he had no share. Compared with this, the reputation that came without any cost was more meaningful.

"Third sister is so lucky. Prince Ding came here so quickly after hearing the news that the Prince of Zhennan was coming to visit. It shows how much he loves third sister." Ye Ying looked at Ye Li with her watery eyes and said faintly. Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "Aren't fourth sister and Prince Li also in love?" Ye Ying glanced at Mo Jingli quickly and lowered her head with a wronged look. Minister Ye saw it and frowned slightly. Could it be that Ying'er was really wronged in Prince Li's mansion? Thinking of this, Minister Ye looked at Mo Jingli casually, but asked Ye Ying in a gentle voice, "Are you used to living in Prince Li's mansion these days?"

"Ying'er is fine, thank you for your concern, Dad." Ye Ying lowered her eyes and said softly.

Minister Ye was relieved and smiled at Mo Jingli, "Ying'er has been spoiled since she was a child. If there is anything I have done wrong, I hope you will forgive me, Your Majesty."

Mo Jingli said, "Don't worry, father-in-law. I will take good care of Ying'er."

"That's good. Li'er will be getting married in a few days. Haha, this year our Ye family can be said to have double happiness." Minister Ye smiled with satisfaction. The three people present had different expressions. Ye Liqian smiled and nodded, "Father is right."

May 20

Ye Li was pulled up early before daybreak. Although she usually went to bed early and got up early, she was still a little helpless when she saw the still dark night outside. The wedding reception was at 1:00 a.m., but she had to get up at 4:00 a.m. and be manipulated. When she came out of the fragrant flower petal bath served by the maids, her second aunt, the eldest lady of the Duke of Hua's mansion, Qin Zheng's mother, Madam Qin, and the cousin Madam Ye who helped Ye Li with her dowry were already waiting in Qingyixuan with Murong Ting, Hua Tianxiang, Qin Zheng, and Qin Yuling. Hua Tianxiang walked in with a smile on her face, holding a wedding dress made of phoenix brocade paper. The gleaming phoenix brocade made her pretty face even more beautiful and charming. "Congratulations." Hua Tianxiang smiled silently as she looked at Ye Li.

Ye Li smiled lightly, raised her hands and let several people put on her wedding dress like a puppet. Under the candlelight, the majestic and noble phoenix followed the light flow, looming among the delicate peonies. Against the background of the bright red wedding dress, Ye Li's usually pale and beautiful face also had a bit more joy. "It's really beautiful, worthy of being the Phoenix..." She whispered softly, and everyone was a little distracted. Madam Hua looked at Madam Xu who was looking at Ye Li with a smile on her face, and she also had a deeper understanding of Miss Ye's status in the Xu family. She patted her dazed daughter and said with a smile, "Okay, stand aside if you want to admire it. Don't disturb us while we are getting dressed." Without further ado, she pulled Ye Li to sit in front of the bronze mirror and discussed with Madam Xu and Madam Qin what kind of hairstyle she should have.

Ye Li looked at the mirror in silence and let them do whatever they wanted. She also admired Murong Ting pulling a few girls to make faces at her. By the time the ladies, who each had their own opinions, had finally discussed the hairstyle, the sky outside had already turned pale. Ye Li couldn't help but look up at the sky in her heart, and finally understood why they had to start preparing so early. If they started preparing after daybreak, they probably wouldn't have finished by the time the bride's reception arrived. After she had fixed her hair, a few maids had already cleverly brought several sets of headwear and jewelry that had been prepared in advance. Madam Hua was not in a hurry to put the hairpin on Ye Li. She smiled and told the maid, "Go and get your young lady some food to fill her stomach. She won't be able to eat anything today after she finishes putting on makeup." Qingshuang made a face and smiled as she pulled Qingyu to prepare food. Several other ladies also took them outside to rest for a while.

As soon as the adults left, the remaining children immediately surrounded Ye Li. "How's it going, A'li, are you nervous?" Murong Ting asked curiously, lying on the table with her chin in her hand.

Ye Li pursed her lips and smiled, "You don't know if I'm nervous or not. I can see in the future whether you will be nervous or not." Murong Ting blushed and gritted her teeth and said, "I won't... I won't be nervous." Hua Tianxiang looked at her with a smile, "You stutter when you speak, and you still dare to say you're not nervous. You must be more nervous than A Li. Ah... It's Zheng'er's turn next, Zheng'er should be prepared." Qin Zheng glared at Hua Tianxiang angrily, blushing and whispering, "Why do you have to talk to me nicely?" Qin Zheng's shy look made Ye Li couldn't help but stretch out her hand to pinch her little face and smiled, "Tianxiang is right, future cousin-in-law?"

"You... Li'er, today is your wedding, why... why..." Qin Zheng helplessly looked at her good sisters who were laughing together and Qin Yuling who was hiding and laughing. The one who should be shy didn't show it, but she, who had nothing to do with it, was shy and embarrassed. Hua Tianxiang wiped her tears and smiled, "Good Zheng'er, don't be angry. She is a weird person, so don't expect her to be shy." Looking back at Ye Li, Hua Tianxiang nodded with satisfaction and said, "Our Li'er is really a great beauty."

Ye Li was speechless. "You don't mean to say that clothes make the man, do you?"

"How could that be? It's just that you don't pay enough attention to your appearance. Now look at you, without jewelry or decorations, you are still radiant. Hehe... Prince Ding will be stunned."

Ye Li shrugged her shoulders and didn't express her opinion. If Mo Xiuyao didn't like a beauty like Concubine Liu, it was hard to imagine what kind of beauty would stun him. Qingshuang and the others brought some light breakfast, and after a short rest, the ladies came in to choose accessories and makeup. Because wedding dresses cannot be tried on and there can't be a second one, the jewelry, hairstyle and makeup can only be decided after the dress is put on and based on the effect of the wedding dress. So three sets of jewelry were prepared in advance. In the end, the ladies unanimously chose a set of gold filigree peony inlaid with ruby ​​tassel brooches, and several embellished gemstone gold hairpins. Then it was time to draw eyebrows and apply light rouge. Madam Qin was ingenious and painted a small half-opened peony on the center of her eyebrows.

Ye Li stared at the beautiful and charming woman in the bronze mirror in a trance, and for a moment she almost didn't recognize herself. Her dark hair was tied into an elegant bun, and her jewel-studded tassels swayed gently under the candlelight, making her dignified and noble red wedding dress even more charming. Ye Li smiled faintly in her heart. She had never thought that words like charming and charming could be related to her.

"It's so beautiful. Even Li'er is stunned by it, right?" Hua Tianxiang teased.

Ye Li glared at her. Madam Hua was already smiling and pushing the girls out. "Okay, everyone go out first. Let the bride rest for a while. The bride-welcoming party will be here soon." Everyone congratulated Ye Li once again before happily going out. Only Madam Xu was left at the end. After Madam Xu handed her a thin booklet with a smile on her face and told her to read it carefully and then walked out, Ye Li could only stare at the booklet in front of her in a daze. She knew what was inside without even thinking about it. After thinking for a while, Ye Li stood up and put the booklet into a box that was rarely used.

The Dingguo Palace was obviously much more reliable than the Li Palace. Just after 3:30 pm, Qingyixuan became lively. Madam Hua and Madam Qin personally covered Ye Li with a veil made of phoenix brocade, and helped her pay farewell to the spirit tablets of Madam Ye, Minister Ye, and Xu in the company of many people.

The most eye-catching thing about this wedding was naturally the groom, who was expected but definitely unexpected. Many people had long ago been secretly guessing who the Dingguo Palace would invite to welcome the bride, but no one had thought that the Dingguo Prince would come in person. The road from the gate of the Ye Mansion to the Dingguo Prince's Mansion was already full of people from the capital who came to watch the excitement. Seeing the Dingguo Prince appear in front of the crowd in red, the people thought of the young man in brocade clothes who rode his horse and whipped his whip, and sighed in their hearts. Similarly, the ceremony of the Ye Mansion to send off the bride was also extraordinary. Originally, Ye Rong, the only male of the Ye family, was supposed to send his sister out, but it was completely different from when Ye Ying got married. Six handsome and distinctive men appeared outside the gate of the Ye Mansion. The leaders were naturally Xu Qingchen and Xu Qingze, followed by Xu Qingfeng and Xu Qingbai, and finally Xu Qingyan and Ye Rong. The Xu family's sons were either gentle and elegant, or cold and majestic, or heroic and handsome. Even the youngest Xu Qingyan was smart and cheerful, and Ye Rong was immediately ignored by everyone and could only follow Xu Qingyan silently.

The bride walked out of the door supported by Hua Tianxiang and Qin Zheng. Her phoenix brocade wedding dress glittering in the sunlight once again attracted people's admiration.

This day was undoubtedly the busiest day in the capital. I don't know if it was because of the status of the Dingguo Palace or because the guests attending the wedding were so special, but even the emperor brought the empress and the queen mother to attend the wedding in person. They were attending the wedding, not hosting it, because the host of the wedding was the Grand Princess Xifu, who the emperor also called "aunt". The Dingguo Palace, which had not had any guests for seven or eight years, was crowded with guests. The Grand Princess sat high on the throne and greeted the guests who came to congratulate. Mo Jingqi brought the empress to sit on the side and chat with the Grand Princess. Although the Grand Princess had been out of touch with the world for more than 20 years, the majesty of the iron-fisted princess, who was respected by the late emperor, was still not to be violated lightly.

"Your Majesty, Grand Princess, the auspicious time has arrived."

The palace's chief steward came in to report, and the guests in the palace suddenly fell silent. Mo Jingqi looked at the eldest princess, who was still energetic despite her gray hair, and said with a smile, "In that case, let's pay our respects. Grandmother, the Imperial Aunt?"

Princess Xifu nodded, stood up and said to everyone, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager, and all the guests, please follow me to watch the ceremony."

The auditorium in the main hall of the palace had been decorated, with red candles burning high and a festive atmosphere. The eldest princess sat high on the main seat, with the emperor and the empress dowager sitting on her left and right. The rest of the guests sat in order according to their status. Under the attention of everyone, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li walked into the auditorium surrounded by bridesmaids. It should have been a match made in heaven, but the groom could only sit in a wheelchair, which made many people secretly regretful. At the same time, many people were sighing. If Prince Ding was not like this now, he would have married a talented and beautiful woman long ago. Why did he only marry an unknown daughter of the Shangshu Mansion now?

"Prince Ding has a disability in his legs, so this kind of ceremony is a little lacking in sincerity, isn't it?" A teasing voice suddenly sounded in the hall, as if a basin of ice water was suddenly poured into a blazing fire, and the whole wedding hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked in surprise at the source of the voice. There sat the envoys from various countries who came to watch the ceremony. Among them, a sturdy young man was staring at Mo Xiuyao with a smug look on his face. The words just now were obviously from his mouth. He obviously didn't think he was being rude, and seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he became even more presumptuous.

"That's the eleventh prince of Beirong. I heard that he is an idiot. Why would the King of Beirong send him as an envoy to Da Chu?" Ye Li stood quietly beside Mo Xiu Yao, hearing the guests' whispered discussions.

"You forgot that the Northern Rong and the Dingguo Palace have a deep hatred. Although they have reconciled with our Great Chu in recent years, I am afraid they still hold a grudge against the past and deliberately sent this idiot to embarrass Prince Ding."

"How can the emperor allow such a person to attend the ceremony..."

"They are envoys from a country. They have come from a long way. We can't deny them access to the ceremony."

Amid the discussions, Mo Jingqi looked down and said loudly to the Prince of Beirong, "Eleventh Prince, there is no kneeling ceremony in our Great Chu wedding, so Prince Ding will not have any inconvenience." But the Prince of Beirong obviously had no intention of giving the Emperor of Great Chu a name. He wrinkled his thick and long eyebrows and said loudly in displeasure, "This prince has heard of the reputation of Prince Ding of Great Chu when he was in Beirong. Who knew that today I would see a cripple sitting in a wheelchair?! Is the Emperor of Great Chu trying to fool us?" As soon as these words came out, not only Mo Jingqi, but all the civil and military officials of Great Chu present changed their colors.

Lei Tengfeng, the prince of Xiling Zhennan, who was sitting next to the prince of Beirong, coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Eleventh prince, this is indeed the prince of Dingguo of Great Chu. It's just that Prince Ding had some accidents seven years ago. Today we are here to watch the ceremony, not to make trouble. Come, I will toast you a glass." Beirong was originally a barbarian tribe, and this eleventh prince was also considered a scoundrel among the Beirong people. How could he stop just because of Lei Tengfeng's persuasion? He glanced up and down at Mo Xiuyao and laughed: "This prince remembered that the injury of Prince Ding seemed to be left by our Beirong's flying cavalry general. I often heard the flying cavalry general say to this prince that he was almost caught..."

"That's enough!" Princess Xifu was already so angry that her face turned black. She didn't care that Prince Beirong was an envoy from another country. She said coldly: "If Prince Beirong is here to watch the ceremony, just sit quietly. If not, just get out!"

Prince Beirong was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to say something to the Grand Princess. However, the two people who followed him quickly stopped him. Although Prince Beirong looked unhappy, he didn't say anything more. Seeing that the Grand Princess looked unhappy, the others didn't dare to say anything more. Mo Jingqi coughed lightly and said, "Grandma, it's time to pay respects."

Princess Xifu's eyes sank slightly and she nodded to the ceremonial official beside her.

"Bow to heaven and earth——!"

"Bow to your parents twice!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other——!"

Under the bright red wedding veil, Ye Li slightly turned her eyes and saw the person beside her tightly holding Hong Yi's hand, and there was only a sigh in her heart. In fact, from the time she met Mo Xiuyao until now, she always felt that Mo Xiuyao's perfection was a little unreal. As a person with crippled legs, disfigured, and reportedly in poor health, he acted too perfect. There was no inferiority, no self-pity, and no self-abandonment. No matter when, his back stopped, even if he was sitting in a wheelchair, he seemed to stand taller than anyone else. Thinking back to the rumored young man who was said to be as fiery as a fire, Mo Xiuyao seemed even more illusory and ethereal. From being as hot as fire to being as gentle as jade, what kind of painful tempering must he go through? Until now, Ye Li really felt a trace of Mo Xiuyao's emotions, anger and cruelty.

Ye Li smiled bitterly. At her wedding, she felt her husband's negative emotions in the hall. Even though they were not directed at her, it still made her feel a little depressed.

"The ceremony is over—send her to the bridal chamber!"

In the new house, which was decorated with festive red, dragon and phoenix candles were burning quietly. Ye Li sat quietly on the new bed embroidered with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes, and was silent. She knew that Mo Xiuyao was sitting not far from the bed, watching her, and he didn't seem to have any intention of coming forward. "Can I take this off?" She couldn't wait for the groom to take action, so she could only ask herself. After a while, Mo Xiuyao slowly came forward, and the veil on his head was lifted up in front of her eyes. Both of them were stunned when they saw each other. Ye Li was used to Mo Xiuyao's plain clothes, and suddenly saw him wearing bright red clothes. She was a little uncomfortable. But... this man seemed to look good in any color. Mo Xiuyao was distracted for just a moment, and a flash of surprise flashed across his calm eyes, but it disappeared immediately. The two of them sat in silence for a while, feeling a little restrained.

Ye Li leaned forward slightly and pulled Mo Xiuyao's left hand. Mo Xiuyao was stunned and immediately wanted to pull back his clenched fist.

"Let go." Ye Li said lightly.

The fingers gradually loosened, and the broad and thick hand did not look like that of a pampered nobleman. There were many scars and wounds on it, but they were not ugly. Ye Li remembered that a childhood friend who grew up with her once told her what a man's hand should be like. There should be some scars, which means that the man is not a womanizer, and there may be one or two scars that are not bad to look at, indicating that the man is not a playboy who is kept in a deep house. And it is best if it looks good. Only such hands can make women feel safe and enjoy the view. At this time, the palm of this hand was stained with a shocking scarlet, and four deep bloodstains were still slowly bleeding, but the man opposite seemed to feel no pain at all and spread his hand to let her look.

Ye Li looked down at his scarred palm, stretched out a finger and gently touched it, then... pressed it hard. She raised her head and looked at the man whose expression did not change at all, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly, and his eyes unexpectedly showed a little more warmth when he looked at Ye Li. "This is not a big deal. I've been through worse pains before."

Ye Li believed that. For someone who had been to the battlefield, this injury was nothing. She stood up and walked to the side, took out a familiar small box from her wedding clothes and brought it back. She sat on the bed, opened the box, took out clean white cotton and gauze and medicine from it, and applied medicine to him. "Even if you are angry, you don't need to hurt your body, right? I thought you were used to it a long time ago?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled with a hint of bitterness on his lips: "You see, I'm not used to it yet." He thought he had already gotten used to it. In fact, it took him seven years to get used to it. He got used to not being able to ride a horse and whip on the battlefield anymore. He got used to wearing a mask in front of people, otherwise the scars on his face would attract everyone's fearful or sympathetic gazes. He got used to being seriously ill from time to time. His previous life seemed like a dream. He always thought he had adapted well, but today, standing in the auditorium and listening to Prince Beirong's undisguised deliberate humiliation of him, he realized that he was still far from it. So, today he not only brought shame upon himself, but also upon his newlywed wife, even though she did not blame him.

Ye Li clearly saw the guilt in the man's eyes, and smiled faintly: "I thought you knew that I had made all preparations since we decided to accept this marriage." Mo Xiuyao said: "You knew that this situation would happen?" Ye Li shook her head and smiled, "Even if there is no such situation, there are other situations. Can I expect to be safe and happy after getting married?" Even ordinary families have their own problems, let alone such a powerful family. Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly, and after a long time, he whispered: "Maybe I can't guarantee that you will be worry-free for the rest of your life, but as long as I am here, I will definitely do my best to give you the life you like."

Ye Li raised her eyebrows, "I believe you." After slowly applying the medicine, Ye Li put it away and smiled.

"You've been tired all day, you should rest early." Mo Xiuyao looked at Ye Li and said calmly. Ye Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, "Okay, you should rest early too." Mo Xiuyao nodded and called A Jin to push him out, and considerately told the Qing Shuangshuangs who were kept outside to come in and serve.

When Qingshuang and the others came in, Ye Li had already taken off all her jewelry and put it in the jewelry box on the dressing table. Qingshuang frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Miss, why did the prince leave?" Princess Xifu had said on the spot that no noise was allowed in the bridal chamber, and that Prince Ding was not required to accompany the guests for drinking, so Prince Ding should be in the bridal chamber with the young lady at this time, why did he come and leave?

Ye Li looked back and smiled: "This is Prince Ding's Mansion, are you still worried that he has no place to rest?"

Qingluan Qingyu prepared warm water and asked Ye Li to take a bath. Her expression was not very good. Ye Li did not have time to care whether the maids looked good or not. In fact, in her opinion, Mo Xiuyao's decision was very considerate. Although she did not plan to be a nominal couple with him for the rest of her life, she was really worried whether she could adapt to doing something with a man she was not familiar with and had only met a few times. In this regard, she felt that she should admire the adaptability of ancient women. Normally, she could not even hold hands with a man, but when it came time to get married, she had to roll in the sheets with a man she had basically never met. After taking off the heavy jewelry and gorgeous wedding dress, Ye Li relaxed her body with satisfaction and prepared to take a bath and rest. Until she fell asleep in the soft and comfortable bed, with a faint smile on her lips: Mother, grandfather, father, mother, and a large group of cousins, I married myself off...

In a study room somewhere in the Dingguo Palace, Mo Xiuyao, who had changed into plain clothes, sat behind a desk with a rare gloomy and cold expression. Feng Zhiyao, who was dressed in red, leaned lazily against the door and smiled, "Why do you put on such an expression on your wedding day? Aren't you afraid of scaring your sister-in-law?" A young man with a dandy face sat in a corner of the room, looking at him with a smile and said, "In my opinion, your sister-in-law is much more courageous than we thought."

Feng Zhiyao thought about it and nodded in agreement: "That's true. I've really never seen a few women with the courage of Miss Ye San."

"Have you said enough?" Mo Xiuyao raised his head and looked coldly at the two people in front of him. Feng Zhiyao shrugged and said, "The idiot tonight is Yelu Ping, the eleventh prince of Beirong. He is the son of Xiao Fei, the most beloved concubine of Beirong King, and the younger brother of Yelu Ye, the seventh prince of Beirong. He is also the nephew of Helian Zhen, the general of Beirong Flying Cavalry. You won't forget what you did to Helian Zhen seven years ago, right?"

"Helian Zhen's surname is Helian, and Concubine Xiao's surname is Xiao. How can Yelu Ping be Helian Zhen's nephew?" The dandy young man on the side asked puzzledly.

"The relationships among the Beirong people are so confusing, who knows how they are related?" Feng Zhiyao said unhappily, "Leng Haoyu, shouldn't this be your business?" The young man was none other than Leng Haoyu, the second son of the Zhenbei General's Mansion, who was said to be the most disappointing person in the capital. "The news I got from the Beirong seems to say that Yelu Ye is Helian Zhen's illegitimate son."

"Can you believe this news that has already reached Da Chu?" Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes, turned around and looked at Mo Xiuyao and said, "Seven years ago, your eldest brother suddenly died of illness. Helian Zhen could have taken the opportunity to establish great achievements and even sweep across Da Chu. As a result, because you killed Guichou Valley with your sword, a big fire almost burned Helian Zhen half of his life. Not only did Helian Zhen lose soldiers and generals, but he also made Beirong dare not to send troops for three whole years. By the time they recovered, our Da Chu had also recovered. From then on, Helian Zhen fell out of favor with the King of Beirong, and as a result, Yelu Ye and Concubine Xiao's influence in Beirong was greatly reduced. It's good that they didn't rush to Da Chu directly to fight you."

Mo Xiuyao said calmly: "In other words, Yelu Ping was sent by Yelu Ye to embarrass me?"

Feng Zhiyao stroked his chin and said, "Everyone knows that Yelu Ping is a bad guy. He offended you but you were too embarrassed to argue with him. The result is obvious, isn't it?"

Mo Xiuyao sneered, "Today they are quite polite, only Yelu Ping jumped out to make trouble. Everyone else must be getting impatient, right?" Feng Zhiyao tapped his forehead and thought for a while, "Who knew that our Majesty would show up in Prince Dingguo's Palace with the Empress and the Queen Mother? It would be bad to be too rude in front of His Majesty, right? Now that a fool has come forward, those who claim to be smart will naturally stop talking. However... the envoys from various countries will have to stay in the capital for half a month. As for my sister-in-law..."

"Don't disturb her!" Mo Xiuyao said lightly.

Feng Zhiyao and Leng Haoyu looked at each other, and Leng Haoyu blinked his peach blossom eyes and asked, "My Lord, you won't tell us that you plan to keep your new princess hidden in the Ding Palace and not let anyone see her, right?" Could it be that the Third Miss of the Ye family is so charming that His Highness Ding Prince fell in love with her at first sight and wanted to hide her carefully and protect her?

Mo Xiuyao said: "Ah Li doesn't like those social gatherings among the rich and powerful. Don't bother her unless it's important."

Feng Zhiyao tapped the folding fan in his hand and frowned, "Ayao, even if you marry a wife from an ordinary family, you have to manage the inner court and take care of interpersonal relationships. Not to mention the mistress of the Dingguo Palace. If she is a girl from a wealthy family with no ability, it would be fine, but Miss Ye San is not a weak and incompetent woman. If she can help you, it will naturally be twice as effective with half the effort and you will be much more relaxed."

"Feng San is right. Ting'er praised Miss Ye San very much." Leng Haoyu also agreed.

Mo Xiuyao frowned and said, "We'll talk about this later." Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly smiled as if he had thought of something, saying, "Well, since you have made up your mind, let's just ignore it. What does it mean that the emperor brought the queen mother here in person today? Is he still on guard against you?" Mo Xiuyao said, "When has he not been on guard against me? Now the Suoyun Sword has returned to the Dingguo Palace. In the past few days, at least a dozen groups of people have attempted to break into the Dingguo Palace. , at least three of them came from the palace." Leng Haoyu's eyes lit up, "Our Majesty's people?" Mo Xiuyao shook his head, "Not sure, but there must be his people." Feng Zhiyao smiled at Leng Haoyu and said, "Leng Er, go back and keep an eye on your cold-faced general. If our Majesty keeps failing to break into the palace, he will probably send you. Who made him grow up with our Majesty and is his most trusted confidant?"

Leng Haoyu curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, no matter who comes, they can't take a hair out of this mansion." Thinking of his cold-faced elder brother Leng Haoyu, he was full of dissatisfaction. He thought he was a fool who had no brains and only knew how to follow the emperor. But every time Ting'er saw him, she looked envious and looked at her like she was looking at garbage. It was really annoying. It would be better if that guy broke into the mansion and let him catch him and beat him up. Then Ting'er would know who was the heroic and extraordinary one and who was the dandy fool!

"Your Highness, someone is breaking into your mansion!" The heavy stone door was opened a crack, and A Jin rushed in quickly.

Mo Xiuyao's eyes turned cold, "Where did you go?"

"The princess's yard."

Bang!

"Don't let any of them go. Since it's not appropriate to see blood on a wedding day, we'll entertain them tomorrow."