Lan Shuang walked up the steps and came to the gate of the palace. The guards immediately put down their spears and blocked her with indifference.
Lan Shuang: "I am the princess consort personally welcomed by your King Ming. You want to stop me? Want to break off the engagement? Fine, I'll go back right away."
After saying this, she turned around and left, her movements so decisive and graceful.
Prince Ming, who was being pushed over by Yu Xiao, frowned slightly. He glanced at the people peeking around the corner and said in a cold voice, "Let her in. At the very least, she is my princess. If she goes home on the day of the wedding, where will my face be?"
The guards at the door exchanged glances, retracted their spears, and bowed their heads in acknowledgment: "Yes, Princess, please—"
Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Ming Wang meaningfully, turned around and strode inside. As expected of Ming Wang, he was really good at acting.
Ming Wang walked to the steps in a wheelchair, and someone immediately put up a wooden board. Yu Xiao pushed Ming Wang onto the board and slid up the steps.
"Send the princess back to the bridal chamber. I will go and entertain the guests."
"yes."
Yu Xiao winked at the people following behind, and a maid immediately stepped forward, "Princess, please follow me."
Lan Shuang nodded: "Yeah."
He didn't even glance at Ming Wang and looked extremely indifferent.
Ming Wang ignored her and went straight to the front hall. There were two big words written on the backs of both of them - not familiar.
The common people who were watching the excitement from a distance shook their heads and gossiped, "As expected, Princess Ming married unwillingly, and Prince Ming doesn't like Princess Ming either. There will be trouble in the future~"
An old lady grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and cracked them while saying, "Bah, what are you talking about? I see how beautiful Princess Ming is, and how could the prince not be attracted to her, living under the same roof with her every day?"
"Tsk, Aunt Wu, you still don't understand. It's not just his legs that are lame. What's the point of liking him but being unable to move? I'm afraid the more you look at him, the more angry you'll get!"
The sloppy street urchin was talking dirty and making faces at the people around him. The other men also joined in the laughter, and the meaning behind it was quite obscene.
Aunt Wu kicked him and said, "You idiot! You're spouting all sorts of nonsense! There are so many people listening! Aren't you afraid that it will get to the prince's ears? I'll chop your head off tomorrow!"
Upon hearing this, the man's face really changed. Thinking of Ming Wang's bad reputation, they looked at each other and finally fell silent.
"Even the higher-ups have to give him some leeway. Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you make irresponsible comments? You're really asking for your life."
Aunt Wu left cursing.
The others felt bored and dispersed, and the spies who were among them also left quietly.
…
Although Ming Wang's wedding was planned in a perfunctory manner, the bridal chamber looked quite realistic.
The dragon and phoenix wedding candles burned quietly, and the orange-yellow light filled the room, making it look warm. There was also a faint scent of pepper floating in the room.
It was early autumn now. Although the weather was not cold, it was cool at night and the temperature in the room was just right.
Bi Qing helped Lan Shuang sit down on the bed and said with a depressed look on her face, "Miss...Princess, can I help you untie your hands?"
Lan Shuang looked around, taking in the layout of the room, and then said, "No need."
Biqing: "Ah?"
Are we going to tie him up and spend the night? That's too beastly, isn't it?
However, before she could curse the Ming Dynasty's ancestors over and over again in her heart, she heard a "swish" sound and the cloth was torn.
Biqing: “?”
Lan Shuang moved her wrists and neck, and said unsatisfiedly, "This phoenix crown is too heavy. Please help me take it off."
"King, Princess, your hand..."
Biqing still hadn't come back to her senses. Lan Shuang raised her wrist in front of her surprised gaze: "Are you talking about this?"
Yingying's two fair wrists were slightly red, obviously because they were tied too tightly before.
Lan Shuang picked up the broken handkerchief from behind her, stood up and threw it into the incense burner, "I'm just stronger."
Biqing: "Oh."
She followed Lan Shuang to the dressing mirror. Lan Shuang sat down and looked at her with a smile: "Don't be so nervous. Now that you are here, you should make the best of it. King Ming doesn't want me to die yet."
Biqing: “…”
Not comforted at all, okay?
She bit her lower lip, her eyes reddened. "Princess, you said you'd run away, so why are you back? I'm not afraid of death, and I won't betray you even if you kill me!"
The smile on Lan Shuang's lips faded. She turned from the stool and looked at Bi Qing. Her expression was slightly cold, and her eyes held a warning: "Don't mention this matter again in the future. Now I am the Princess of Ming. Apart from this, everything else has nothing to do with me."
Bi Qing was anxious: "But Prince Ming is not a good match for the princess. Are you willing to take care of a notorious cripple for the rest of your life?"
Lan Shuang's eyes flashed, she glanced at the door panel, raised her hand and slapped Bi Qing.
There was a loud "pop" sound, but it didn't hurt much because Lan Shuang used skillful force.
But even so, Biqing was stunned, and even the maids and servants guarding the door were frightened.
Biqing stared at Lan Shuang in a daze, tears falling uncontrollably, and she felt aggrieved before anyone else.
"princess……"
She cried out in disbelief.
Lan Shuang was unmoved, "Kneel down!"
Biqing gritted her teeth, covered her hot face and knelt down straight.
Lan Shuang sat in a chair, looking down at her, her tone solemn and her face tense. "Biqing, we grew up together. You think of me as your sister. I know because I saved you once when we were little, and you've always wanted to repay me. I've always remembered it."
Biqing's tears fell faster when she heard this.
Lan Shuang turned away and said, "I brought you back to the Duke of Yingguo's mansion with the intention of letting you live a good life with me. I didn't expect... no one in the mansion looked down on us as master and servant. Instead, you and I have to suffer the same cold shoulder. I am sorry for you."
"Princess!" Bi Qing couldn't bear to hear this. She crawled forward on her knees, hugged Lan Shuang's legs and said, "If it weren't for you, Princess, saving me, I wouldn't be alive today. I'm so grateful, how could I blame you?"
Lan Shuang closed her eyes. "No, I was stupid. Someone had urged me to run away from my marriage. Not long after I ran away, I was caught. They put me in a sack and put me in straw. They wanted to drag me out of the city. If I had really followed them, the consequences would have been disastrous."
Bi Qing didn't expect the truth to be like this and was stunned: "How could it be? That Liu Lang——"
"He was bribed and approached me on purpose early in the morning." Lan Shuang slowly opened her eyes, which were full of coldness, and Biqing shivered.
"If I hadn't reacted in time and used the golden hairpin hidden in my bosom to pierce the sack and escape, it would have been the end. Neither you nor I would be alive now!"
She suddenly clenched Biqing's hand, her tone heavy, "So, there's no turning back for us if we marry the prince. They don't want us to live, but we insist on living well in the palace. In the future, don't ever say that the prince is not worthy of me. Husband and wife are one, and if anyone is humiliated, neither of us will be happy."
"Do you understand?" Lan Shuang emphasized the last three words.
Bi Qing's heart trembled, and she nodded hurriedly: "I understand!"
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