Jiang Rao knelt on the other side of the cushion, thinking about the strange feeling of similarity.
She glanced at Rong Ting. He was looking at her with his head tilted to the side. His eyes were beautiful and he blinked at her moistly.
The aroma from the incense burner in the Buddhist temple lingered, making his features look even softer.
The sound of the bell outside was clear and melodious, and Jiang Rao's heart softened again.
Probably because they look different, so even if they both look pitiful, they look different in her eyes.
He is so handsome.
It makes the famous Bai Yushu look inferior.
When she looked at Bai Yushu, she could see through his dirty intention of approaching her deliberately. When she looked at him, there was only him in her eyes.
If she stared at his face for too long, she always felt that he was sick, with a pale complexion, a resentful look, and hesitant eyes, like a child who couldn't get any candy. There was a little redness in the corners of his eyes. Looking at him from this angle, the end of the scar on his neck looked like thorn patterns, which could not be hidden by the high-tied hair ends, and it made people feel sad.
She nodded twice, then twice again.
Rong Ting smiled with satisfaction.
It only takes a few words to deal with a dandy boy who has nothing but a pretty face and is immersed in cosmetics all day long.
Not to mention she nodded or shook her head, he would not give Bai Yushu the chance to come in front of her.
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The next day, the imperial edict to reschedule the wedding date arrived at the Ning'an Earl's Mansion.
After seeing the imperial edict, Jiang Rao exclaimed, "It's so effective."
Yesterday she went to Sanqing Temple to donate incense and make a wish. She also secretly made a new wish, hoping to set the wedding date earlier. Unexpectedly, the imperial decree to grant marriage came today.
As soon as the eunuch who came from the palace to deliver the imperial edict left, Jiang Rao ran out from behind the screen, and leaned forward from between Jiang Xingzhou and Jiang Qinshi who were leaning against each other to look at the imperial edict. When she saw "March 17th" written on the imperial edict, her heart skipped a beat.
Seven days later, this day is too close to today.
It won’t be that effective.
She bit her lower lip, ashamed to let her parents see her being so unreserved. She pursed her lips and held back her laughter, pretending to be calm, and walked all the way back to her yard. As soon as she entered the house, she threw herself on the couch with her feet up, rolling and tumbling on the bed, her feet flapping for a long time like the tail of a fish that had left the shore.
Buddha is so powerful.
The speed at which her wish came true was so fast that she could hardly believe it.
Jiang Rao naturally had no idea that Rong Ting was secretly behind this.
She just thought that the smiling Buddhas in the temple were really powerful. They listened to her thoughts and fulfilled her wishes in the blink of an eye.
She is in bed
She was rolling on the ground with her eyes curved with laughter. The money she donated yesterday when she changed her wish was from incense. Jiang Rao has always been generous. The incense she donated to the temple every time she went back was equivalent to the money others donated more than ten times. Now she was so excited that she wanted to rebuild the golden bodies of the Buddha and Bodhisattva who protected her in the temple.
More incense is also needed.
The several shops she managed made a lot of profits in recent years, and she donated all of them.
Buddha is really amazing.
The last time the marriage was arranged at the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion, no matter how loudly the eunuchs who were calling out the names of the betrothal gifts shouted, and no matter how many hundred and twenty-eight loads of betrothal gifts came in like a stream, it didn't attract many people to come and watch the fun.
At that time, everyone who watched this marriage felt that the emperor had treated the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion unfairly.
A good girl from the Earl's family, whose father had such a distinguished reputation, could have married a top scholar, a prince, or a general, but it was such a pity that she only married a disabled prince.
Now, they all lamented that they had failed to recognize the talent of the Ninth Prince, who is now His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi. They originally thought that he was just a sickly boy, but unexpectedly, he was an expert in both civil and military affairs, and had obtained the title of Prince of Qi at an early stage. He was the only one among the princes who was so talented. They only wished that it was their own girl who had been engaged to Rong Ting.
However, on second thought, his daughter could not compare to Jiang Rao in appearance and background. No matter how much he regretted it, he might as well go to the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion early and curry favor with the future relative, the Prince of Qi.
The Ning'an Marquis's Mansion is becoming more and more lively day by day.
Emperor Zhaowu and Rong Ting both gave Jiang Xingzhou enough face, and he gradually forgot what he had vowed in the past that he would never let his daughter marry into the royal family. Who wouldn't like the glory? There were guests coming to his mansion one after another, and he would meet them and brag to them about his daughter's taste. Seeing that he was really getting carried away, Jiang Qin pinched his arm after dark and said, "You were the one who kept stopping us at the beginning, but now you are the happiest."
Jiang Xingzhou touched his nose somewhat guiltily, but he wanted to save some face for himself, "Nian Nian got what she wanted, how can I not be happy for her?"
Although he said this, he found Jiang Rao two days before her wedding.
Jiang Xingzhou was very arrogant and spoke with great sincerity.
"Even if that kid's achievements become greater day by day, even if he becomes the ruler of the East Palace in the future, I am not afraid of him. If you are not satisfied with something in the future, don't be restrained by your temper and tolerate it. If you tolerate it, you will be the one who suffers in the end."
"Since he wants to marry the daughter of the Jiang family, he must learn to follow the rules of being a son-in-law of the Jiang family."
"If he really did something wrong to you, even if your father lost his title, I would not let you live with him anymore."
Jiang Rao nodded seriously, then shook her head slowly, and said with great certainty: "He will definitely treat me well."
The old father laughed and said, "In exchange for not getting married, I'd rather protect her first."
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On March 17, before dawn and the rooster crowed, Jiang Rao was gently awakened by Jiang Qinshi.
She slept very restlessly last night.
She finally saw her wedding dress, the only one in the world, with more than a dozen intricate layers, gold thread layered upon layer, and a bright red satin that looked both delicate and solemn. It was embroidered with phoenixes and mandarin ducks, and the gold-painted flower patterns were lifelike. The flowers embroidered on the corners of the dress looked like they were really about to bloom. It was luxurious and solemn, and every glance at it was shocking.
The maid just put the wedding dress on Jiang Rao, and before she even started to put on her makeup, she was so stunned that she couldn't take her eyes off.
Jiang Rao was born charming. Even without makeup, her skin was already smooth, clean and soft. It seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. It made people feel that if she put too much makeup on, it would pollute her original cleanliness.
Her appearance has always been able to suppress the deep red cloth. She does not look vulgar when she wears it, but rather very dignified and beautiful. She stood up with a graceful figure. The maids who came to serve her seemed to be stunned. They looked at Jiang Rao in a trance, shocked by her beauty. They came back to their senses when they heard the noise outside.
Ming Shao was combing Jiang Rao's hair. She looked at Jiang Rao in the mirror and felt a little sad. After all, she was the maid who watched Jiang Rao grow up, so she had some elder mentality. "I think it's really great for the girl to marry His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi."
Jiang Rao was feeling sleepy when she was first woken up, but soon she was completely awake. Upon hearing Ming Shao's words, she said "Hmm?" softly.
Ming Shao said, "Other girls can only see their husbands once on their wedding day when they get married. But you, I don't know how many times you have seen your husband. You know everything about His Highness and you won't complain if you marry him."
Jiang Rao lowered her eyes slightly and gave a shy smile.
She herself hadn't expected this to happen.
She watched her aunt living a domineering life in the palace but never being truly happy for a single day. She was afraid that she would not be as lucky as her mother and would not meet someone who would treat her wholeheartedly. She did not want to get married early, but just wanted to live the life she had as a teenager, traveling around and being free. How wonderful that would be.
This idea was deeply rooted in her mind, but now she realized that she could give up the thing she had wanted most for more than ten years just for the person she loved.
My daughter is getting married, Jiang Qin
Shi and Jiang Xingzhou both had tears in their eyes, but Jiang Jinxing was the only one smiling widely, as if he had finally accomplished something great.
As soon as Jiang Rao got on the wedding sedan, he rushed to the stable to get out his pony, rode on it and followed. When he was stopped by the servant, he looked puzzled and asked the servant why he was stopping him. As soon as it got dark, he wanted to take Jiang Rao back, so he had to take the horse for a walk and exercise it.
These explanations scared the servant, who pulled Jiang Jinxing aside and explained to him for a long time before Jiang Jinxing finally understood what getting married was all about.
He thought that getting married was just a formality, and after the wedding day, Rong Ting, who always took care of him in the academy, would become a member of his family. He never expected that it was different from what he thought, and it was not Rong Ting who came to his house, but his elder sister who married into the Prince of Qi's palace.
From then on, Jiang Rao belonged to the Prince of Qi's Mansion and only returned to the Earl of Ning'an's Mansion occasionally.
Jiang Jinxing completely understood the relationship between the two. He blinked twice slowly, then suddenly put the back of his hand over his eyes and cried, tears streaming down his face.
He didn't understand it sooner or later, but he understood it at this critical moment. He was extremely anxious, crying and pulling the horse, jumped on the horse and rushed out to chase the bride's team.
Several servants hurriedly carried him down, one by grabbing his legs and one by his arms, and took the little guy who might cause trouble back to the mansion.
…
The streets were packed.
Some people said that the war in Huaizhou was caused by the invasion of barbarians, while others said that it was Prince Jing's fault. When the war was intense, even those who lived in peace felt threatened. Later, when the war was settled, I heard that Rong Ting had died in that battle, which made me feel sad.
Unexpectedly, Rong Ting came back from the dead and returned with a lot of military merits. He held the military power of Lingnan. Although he was very talented at a young age, he seldom showed up in public and acted in a low-key manner.
Previously, Empress Jiahe had spread the news that Rong Ting was born with a stubborn character, gloomy, melancholy, and difficult to tame. Now Empress Jiahe herself could not protect herself, but Rong Ting returned with military merits. As a result, those who had originally believed that the Empress had a gentle temperament and believed in her words became confused and wanted to see what Rong Ting really looked like.
A person who almost lost his legs and has been bedridden for many years should be gloomy and depressed.
When he first met Rong Ting, he was shocked by her color.
He had clearly been on the battlefield and had been to the palace of Hades and nearly lost his life, but he did not look weak at all as one would expect from someone who had nearly died. He was dressed in red, riding on a tall horse, with an upright figure and extraordinary bearing, his black hair tied up high, his features were beautiful, and there was no sign of the frailty that comes from having been in a wheelchair for several years.
It was just that the few glances he gave casually were filled with disdain, and his long eyes made his temperament seem extremely cold and gloomy, so people didn't dare to keep their eyes on him for too long.
The wedding sedan swayed as it passed through Zhuque Street and circled along the Qinhuai River before heading towards the Prince of Qi's Palace. Jiang Xingzhou was always particular about the pomp and circumstance in his daily work. When marrying off his most precious daughter, he wished to be more generous than any other father in the world. He prepared more than a hundred loads of dowry, which stretched behind the wedding procession. The number of people from Jinling who came to watch was so great that they could not be counted.
Outside the sedan chair, the drum and music team played congratulatory music so loudly that it seemed as if they wanted to make the whole city know about it.
Inside the sedan, Jiang Rao's two little hands were clasped together, and the tassels on the phoenix crown were swaying slightly in front of her eyes. Her palms were sweaty and her heart was pounding.
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