"Miss, the Prince of Jin is going to marry a princess."
Jia Lan was sitting in front of her dressing table combing her hair when she heard her personal maid, Xiao Cui, call out. With a crash, the ox-horn comb in her hand slipped and fell onto the dressing table.
"He's getting married?"
"Yes, I heard it's caused quite a stir throughout the capital."
The charm of the Prince of Jin was well known to everyone in the capital. Even when he was young, he had attracted many women who were willing to die for him.
He, on the other hand, walks among a hundred flowers without a single petal clinging to him.
In everyone's eyes, he was a prodigal son.
But now, this prodigal son is turning back.
But it wasn't any of them who made him turn back, which left them feeling resentful.
Who is the bride?
"I heard she's from Hu County, the wife of a small landlord." They didn't know exactly who she was; it was all hearsay, and they didn't know if it was true or false.
"The daughter of a small landlord?" Jia Lan clutched the handkerchief in her hand tightly. "He would actually rather marry the daughter of a small landlord?"
He also didn't want to marry her.
Jia Lan said through gritted teeth.
This small landlord's wife is really lucky.
She was actually able to marry the Prince of Jin.
Not only was she able to rise to a high position, but most importantly, she was able to marry the Prince of Jin.
Jia Lan angrily threw all the jewelry off the table.
"Miss?" Xiao Cui asked with a worried look, "Do you still love Prince Jin?"
In Xiao Cui's mind, her young lady's behavior was wrong.
After all, she's already married; how could she still be thinking about other men?
But she was a young lady, and she was a maid; there were many things she couldn't say, and she had no right to criticize.
“I don’t like it.” Jia Lan shook her head. “When I was young and ignorant, I did have some affection for it, but now I completely dislike it.”
If you don't like it, why are you so angry when you hear the news of the Prince of Jin's wedding?
However, at this moment, many women in the capital are behaving in this way, so her young lady is not considered to be going too far.
I heard that some girls are even threatening suicide.
"The Prince of Jin is really so likable."
"It's just that he has bad taste." So many people in the capital like him, but he doesn't like any of them. This time he found a daughter from a small landlord's family.
"Miss, I've also heard some more confidential information."
"What?"
"I've heard that the Prince of Jin's wife is fat?"
"What? The Prince of Jin ignored all of us and ended up choosing a fat guy?" What kind of bizarre taste is that?
As Jia Lan raged in her room, Su Xiao, standing at the door, was somewhat taken aback.
"The daughter of a small landlord in Hu County, and the fat one at that?" Could it be her? Su Xiao thought to herself.
That's unlikely. With her looks, would the Prince of Jin even look at her now?
But—he listened to the sounds of things being smashed inside, and his brows furrowed slightly.
What's going on? It's the Prince of Jin's wedding, why is she acting so crazy here?
"Miss, the Prince of Jin is going to marry a princess."
Jia Lan was sitting in front of her dressing table combing her hair when she heard her personal maid, Xiao Cui, call out. With a crash, the ox-horn comb in her hand slipped and fell onto the dressing table.
"He's getting married?"
"Yes, I heard it's caused quite a stir throughout the capital."
The charm of the Prince of Jin was well known to everyone in the capital. Even when he was young, he had attracted many women who were willing to die for him.
He, on the other hand, walks among a hundred flowers without a single petal clinging to him.
In everyone's eyes, he was a prodigal son.
But now, this prodigal son is turning back.
But it wasn't any of them who made him turn back, which left them feeling resentful.
Who is the bride?
"I heard she's from Hu County, the wife of a small landlord." They didn't know exactly who she was; it was all hearsay, and they didn't know if it was true or false.
"The daughter of a small landlord?" Jia Lan clutched the handkerchief in her hand tightly. "He would actually rather marry the daughter of a small landlord?"
He also didn't want to marry her.
Jia Lan said through gritted teeth.
This small landlord's wife is really lucky.
She was actually able to marry the Prince of Jin.
Not only was she able to rise to a high position, but most importantly, she was able to marry the Prince of Jin.
Jia Lan angrily threw all the jewelry off the table.
However, it seems that many women do this.
On the way back, he saw quite a lot.
These women were crying and sobbing.
It was as if the Prince of Jin was not getting married, but dying.
No, even if the Prince of Jin lives or dies, or gets married or not, what does it have to do with them? It's really incomprehensible.
Even though these women were unwilling, the Prince of Jin still got married.
On that day, almost everyone went out to watch.
This caused the streets to become extremely congested for a time.
In the end, Prince Jin ordered the Imperial Guards to clear a path and push all these people aside, which allowed the wedding procession to proceed smoothly.
Ning Hong arrived in the capital half a month ago.
Preparations for Ning Qiao'er's wedding began.
He bought a house in the capital, and even purchased a lot of farmland and land in the suburbs.
When the bridal sedan chair arrived, he didn't make things difficult for him. However, his family back home put forward many questions to test Long Yuan.
Longyuan was not an ignorant prince; he was naturally skilled in both literature and martial arts.
For a short time, these people were no match for him, and he was able to take Ning Qiao'er away smoothly.
Seeing Long Yuan looking so pleased with himself, Ning Hong couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile.
Alright, his sister has finally gotten married.
My gaze shifted and I saw a woman standing in the corner.
This woman is dashing and looks incredibly cool.
"Who are you?" Ning Hong slowly walked up to her, looking down at her greedily. Although this person looked different, he knew that this was his Acha, his Jinhu.
"And who are you? Ning Hongze?"
"Yes, my name is Ning Hongze. What's yours?"
"My name in this world is Hua Linglong. I am the eldest granddaughter of the Duke of Zhenguo."
"Then what was your original name?" Ning Hong asked expectantly.
"I like it when you call me Acha, it's my nickname."
Acha smiled sweetly, her smile deepening.
She never expected that they would meet again.
She had always met him when she lost her memories of her missions; this was the first time she had seen a person while she was creating a character.
“Acha? What a nice name.” Ning Hong reached out and pinched Acha’s hand. Seeing that Acha did not object, she was overjoyed.
"System, you've finally done something worthwhile."
"I'm not human," the system replied coldly.
"It doesn't matter if she's not human, as long as Acha is brought to my side."
Ning Hong thought to herself with a smug smile.
The world is complete again.
Ning Hong had high hopes, wanting to propose marriage to the Duke of Zhenguo's family, but he forgot that he had nothing; how could he propose?
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