Just as she was thinking, the wedding procession had entered the palace gate. The ceremonial music started. The emperor and the empress sat on the upper throne, and the prince sat at the bottom. All she could hear was the sound of drums and music. Dongfang Jin sat in a pretentious position with a serious face. She heard the ceremonial officer shouting again that the auspicious time had arrived and the sedan chair was lowered. A vermilion sedan chair landed in front of the mansion gate. The matchmaker lifted the curtain and An Qingran was helped down from the sedan chair. She lowered her head and looked at the tip of her shoes as she followed the matchmaker into the mansion gate step by step. Then, she was like a puppet. She knelt when the matchmaker asked her to kneel and walked when she asked her to walk. Her ears were filled with festive ceremonial music, and from under the veil, she could see the auspicious clouds on the hem of Dongfang Jin's bright red wedding dress, and the pair of red official boots with jade pendants. Her heart miraculously calmed down, and she let him hold her hand and worship the heaven and earth, and her parents. She knelt there with him, listening to the blessings and instructions of the emperor and the empress. Dongfang Jin's hands were warm and powerful, as if he would take on anything for her. He was like her heaven.
Happiness was flowing quietly in her heart. Perhaps her choice in this life was the right one.
God gave her another chance, and she didn't throw it away.
This pair of big hands led her into the bridal chamber. She sat quietly in front of the bed. Dongfang Jin said softly, "Wait for me. I'm going to entertain the guests..."
In order not to make everyone feel restrained, the emperor and the empress left the table early. The remaining guests were able to relax and came forward to congratulate the prince. Lou Wanyue, Dongfang Run, Lian Muhan, Dongfang Ruoxue and others arrived early. Lian Muhan shouted at the prince to drink, but he didn't really let him drink. He just made the atmosphere very lively. Those who originally didn't dare to come forward also came up, so he blocked the way for the wine. Due to the prince's physical condition, he drank all the wine for him. The ministers naturally knew that Dongfang Jin was in a very weak condition, so they didn't dare to persuade him too much. They just joined in the fun and then dispersed to find fun on their own.
The prince looked at Lian Muhan with a smile on his face. He was of course satisfied with this best friend, except that he was not serious sometimes. But when he should be serious, he would never be less than an inch.
Dongfang Run stood there far away, watching the bustling scene with a faint smile on his face, but soon, after An Qingran entered the bridal chamber, his figure disappeared. Dongfang Jin's eyes caught the moment he left, with understanding in his eyes, but also pride in his eyes.
When the bride was about to enter the bridal chamber, Lou Wanyue and Dongfang Ruoxue didn't even have the chance to say hello. They just watched her being supported by the matchmaker, kneeling and bowing. Thinking that it would be the same when they got married, they couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.
They were not the only ones who were lost in thought. Dongfang Ye was suddenly in a trance when An Qingran got off the sedan chair. He actually felt that the scene was familiar. An unexpected picture appeared in his mind: An Qingran was also wearing the same wedding dress, walking down from the sedan chair and smiling at him, and he was also wearing the groom's wedding dress...
When he came to his senses, An Qingran was already kneeling with Dongfang Jin in front of the Emperor and Empress listening to their teachings, but his heart was still pounding. How could he be hallucinating?
No matter what, even if he saw them get married with his own eyes, he still felt unwilling in his heart. He didn't know why. The last time he saw her true face in the general's mansion, he almost ran away. He felt a little embarrassed after leaving the yard, but he didn't have the courage to look at her again. To be honest, he gave up, but he was unwilling.
He himself felt that it was a little unreasonable.
At this moment, a voice sounded beside me: "Cousin? What's wrong with you?"
The voice was clear and pleasant to his ears. He turned around and saw a beautiful little face looking up at him. The sunlight shone on her right cheek, and he could see a thin layer of fine hair. Her eyes were bright, and they were filled with concern, admiration, and love, so thick that it flowed out.
After not seeing each other for several months, An Yanran has grown taller and more mature, with a charming face. This made Dongfang Ye's heart moved. She was getting more and more beautiful, and was not inferior to An Qingran at all, but she lacked a little temperament, that is, a kind of coldness. An Qingran never had a good face when she saw him, but she was different. Whenever she saw him, she always greeted him with a smile. In the past, he would think that she had no personality and annoyed him, but at this moment, her smile was just right.
Dongfang Ye smiled and said, "I didn't know you were here to see the bride off..."
"Yes, I shouldn't have come here in the first place. I shouldn't have entered the palace to avoid suspicion, right?" she asked back, but her eyes were bright and seductive.
Dongfang Ye understood the hidden meaning of her words, and her appearance just made up for his jealousy. He thought that An Qingran was just an ugly girl, covering herself with a veil, and he was afraid that this would be her way of dressing for the rest of her life.
Thinking of this, he suddenly said, "This kind of occasion is really too lively. I wonder if you like it?"
How could An Yanran not understand his question? She nodded immediately, "I also think it's a bit noisy, but it's a festive day and they want it to be more lively. I can only envy them and don't dare to have any other thoughts."
"Really? I have some tea in my house. Would you like to have a cup of tea with me?"
How could I not want to?
An Qingran almost wanted to jump up and down, but there were so many people around, so she held back and nodded with a smile. Dongfang Ye turned and left, and An Yanran followed behind him. They walked back to Prince Kang's Mansion inconspicuously. Inside the mansion, Concubine Shu had of course gone to attend the wedding celebrations, leaving only two or three dim-witted old servants to guard the house. After Dongfang Ye came back, he found an excuse to send them away. An Yanran had a shy look on her face, but she was very happy in her heart. She had made up her mind that this time, she must get along well with her cousin, and she would not let go of such an opportunity.
After entering Dongfang Ye's bedroom, Dongfang Ye turned around and put his arms around her waist: "How about it? Do you want to have tea first or later?"
"I don't quite understand what you are saying, cousin. Why do we have to drink tea in order?" An Yanran blinked her beautiful eyes and asked deliberately pretending to be stupid.
Dongfang Ye began to kiss her face and neck frantically: "Do you understand now?"
An Yanran deliberately pushed him: "This...is not good."
Dongfang Yehao frowned when he heard this: "Is it not good?"
An Yanran lowered her head shyly, fearing that Dongfang Ye would change his mind and send her away, so she spoke in a whisper: "Cousin, I'm afraid someone will see us..."
Dongfang Ye smiled wickedly, held her in his arms, and began to tear and caress her again. An Yanran was reluctant at first, but in the end she wrapped around him like a snake, gasping for breath. Dongfang Ye sneered, picked her up horizontally and threw her on the bed, then pressed his whole body straight on her. An Yanran's figure was well developed, which might be related to the supplements she took. She was no longer the same as when they first had sex. There was surprise in Dongfang Ye's eyes. His cousin was a beauty after all, and it was not shameful for him to have her.
So what if An Qingran followed the prince? She is just an ugly thing.
But when he thought about her wedding night with the prince in a while, his heart was in a knot again. He didn't understand what was going on in his mind at that time. Because he was depressed, he didn't control his strength. An Yanran was on him, her eyes were seductive, her red lips were slightly open, and her tongue was like a flower petal. She was so tempting that Dongfang Ye shook his head and kissed her. However, as he was kissing, he suddenly felt that it was An Qingran under him again. She had a beautiful face, exuding a dignified and elegant manner, and even more like a fairy. He felt itchy in his heart, but he didn't dare to act rashly...
An Yanran looked at her cousin and couldn't help but feel happy. Was he cherishing her like this? Was he cherishing herself?
Her feelings for him were not in vain. He still loved her the most. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but work harder and climbed up his waist with her legs: "Cousin..."
The voice was also intoxicating. Dongfang Ye came back to his senses and looked at An Yanran's face. He didn't know why, but he felt a little panic in his heart. He didn't care and went in and rushed in. An Yanran tossed and turned, and her cries escaped from her lips. The bed curtains were blown by the wind. Only the wind could occasionally glimpse the truth, but it was also embarrassed and left quickly. Unwillingly, it lifted it up again and put it down...
Prince's Mansion.
Dongfang Jin only drank two glasses and seemed to be drunk, so he was helped back to the room. After the others gave their blessings, they also went about their business, drinking and chatting happily. They were only happy about their own happiness and had nothing to do with others.
As for An Qingran, after being sent back to her room, she sat quietly at the head of the bed at first. Ren Dong followed her and whispered softly, "Miss, are you hungry? There are cakes on the table."
In fact, as soon as Honeysuckle entered the house, she was surprised by the luxury and joy in the room. This royal style is incomparable to that of ordinary people.
An Qingran lifted a corner of her veil and looked around mischievously. The first thing that caught her eye was the quilt embroidered with a hundred children on which she was sitting, and the bright red bed curtain which was also embroidered with a picture of a hundred children. The various shapes and colors of the children made her smile unconsciously.
Honeysuckle stepped forward immediately and said, "Miss, you can't just take off the veil casually."
"It's just you and no other men saw it, so what?" An Qingran stood up nonchalantly. On the table were Hehuan wine, dates, peanuts and other dried fruits. The royal family, like ordinary people, also wanted good luck, and the royal family cared about these things more. Thinking of this, she became a little absent-minded. She didn't know if she was fair to the prince. She had experienced so much and her heart was already old. Moreover, she still had her own ideas about the issue of children.
Just as she was thinking, there was a commotion outside. It was the prince who had returned. An Qingran quickly sat down, while Ren Dong walked to the door and said softly, "Miss, the prince is back, and there is a group of people with him. They are probably going to make trouble in the bridal chamber."
Making trouble in the bridal chamber?
An Qingran sighed.
She was most afraid of this. After three days of marriage, no one cares about the age difference. Who knows what tricks those people will use.
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