Chapter 181 More Suitable
Pei Wuyou sneered in his heart. These people were really plotting against him all the time.
Now, the plan has even exploded in its face.
Want to steal his wedding night?
If he agrees, he's a fool.
A direct refusal would not be enough to put His Highness first.
"Of course, we have to follow Sister's wishes. You can do whatever she wants." Pei Wuyou looked at Ling Qingyan, "I can wait for you. I was the one who asked for this marriage. It doesn't matter what the people in the mansion say. What matters most is how you see me."
"As long as my sister keeps me in her heart, the gossip doesn't matter." Pei Wuyou's eyes were particularly clear only when he was next to Ling Qingyan.
Not far away, the envoys from the State of Wei were toasting with the ministers from the State of Ling, and they inadvertently glanced at their regent.
Seeing the look on his prince's face, the wine glass shook and almost fell down.
Your Highness, are you possessed by evil spirits?
He shook his head and turned back after being repeatedly called by the people next to him.
I must be drunk.
"Don't worry about it, Xiao Pei. Painting is just a by-product. I won't put the cart before the horse. I will give you the full ceremony." Ling Qingyan said with a smile.
After all, Pei Wuyou is her nominal husband. Today is their wedding day. If she goes to Mu Xianzhi's place to paint on the wedding night, what's the difference between that and favoring a concubine and abandoning his wife?
She has made up her mind that the harem must be stable, and only when everyone is happy can they be truly happy.
There is no need to be jealous and fight to the death.
"Okay." Mu Xianzhi raised his eyelids slightly, "Your Highness has the final say."
Ling Yu took out a box and said, "My niece is getting married, and the emperor is giving you a wedding gift."
"Thank you, uncle." Ling Qingyan took the box and opened it. It was a land deed.
"This is a hot spring villa under my name. It's a wedding gift for you. Happy wedding, my little niece." Ling Yu said.
"Such a generous gesture." Ling Qingyan handed the deed to the maid and looked at the box held by the guard beside Ling Yu. "What is that?"
"Wedding dress."
Ling Yu looked at Pei Wuyou: "I don't think that if Prince Consort Pei gets into trouble or something happens, my niece's wedding will still have to go on."
Ji Yanxing: "It's not you who should continue." He stood up and stood with Ling Qingyan. Those who were not familiar with each other couldn't tell who was the prince consort.
"His Royal Highness Prince Yong is my uncle. If Prince Consort Pei gets into trouble, I should take the blame."
"Your Highness, look, don't we look more compatible?"
Ji Yanxing stood up deliberately to let Ling Qingyan see it clearly.
Ji Yanxing's outfit today looks too much like a wedding dress, even the color is the same as a girl's wedding dress, and the workmanship is not inferior to the one worn by Pei Wuyou.
The gold embroidery thread and brocade are made of the finest gilded brocade, which is extremely precious.
He is simply here to steal the bride.
It was okay for Ji Yanxing to sit down, at least he wouldn't be so conspicuous.
But as soon as he stood up, especially when he stood next to Ling Qingyan, he completely attracted the attention of the other guests.
"Huh?!" One of the guests rubbed his eyes, his eyeballs widening. "Hey, there was only one prince consort just now, how come there are two?"
The child's tender voice stood out among the crowd's discussions.
The elders nearby immediately covered their children's mouths and said to Pei Wuyou with a smile, "Children should not be restrained in their words. Children should not be restrained in their words."
"It's okay. I've always been very generous and I know right from wrong." Pei Wuyou said with a smile, "Some people are like sticky plasters that you can't get rid of, and they're still obsessed with other people's positions. How can you blame a child?"
Pei Wuyou smiled warmly, turned around and held the girl's hand, as if to show his status.
After the guests were entertained, everyone who needed to leave had left, but the princess's house was still bustling with activity.
Ling Qingyan's princess mansion is so big that it can accommodate many lovers.
Pei Wuyou held the girl's hand, his heart pounding more and more, and even though he tried hard to hide it, a certain excitement inevitably overflowed from his eyes.
"Sister, it's our turn now." The boy's eyes were like stars and his palms were burning hot.
Before Ling Qingyan could utter the word "OK", a familiar and pleasant sound of a piano rang in her ears. The moonlight was pouring, and the leaves were rustling. Along with the piano music, the Jiangnan folk song seemed particularly sad, as if it was adapted from the tune of a boudoir complaint.
Looking in the direction of the sound, Mu Xianzhi had his hair half-tied up. He had brought his beloved zither over at some point. He was wearing a gorgeous red and white suit, which was different from his usual pure white or pure black style and added a touch of bright color.
But from the sound of his piano, one can feel that he is not cheerful and lively.
But it is the obvious resentment. Good music can stir people's emotions, and those with superb skills can do it even better.
The sudden sound of the piano attracted Ling Qingyan's attention, and her emotions were slowly moved by the sound of the piano. It was as if she was listening to an unfamiliar story, in which the protagonist was abandoned and watched his beloved marry someone else.
He was sad, angry, resentful, self-pitying, and powerless.
Reluctant and painful.
The tone of voice became faster and faster, and Ling Qingyan's heart tightened.
Suddenly, the sound of fireworks rang out in the night, covering the sound of the piano and pulling back the people who were immersed in the music.
"Sister, the fireworks are so beautiful." Pei Wuyou narrowed his eyes and smiled at Ling Qingyan, pointing at the fireworks in the sky, innocent and romantic.
"Of course, my sister is prettier." The brilliant light of the fireworks reflected on the girl's face, and Pei Wuyou stared at the girl's profile.
Pei Wuyou didn't speak until the fireworks were over. "Master Mu's piano playing is good, but this is the day of my wedding, Your Highness. I don't know what you mean by playing such a sad tune."
"You can't be unhappy just because you want others to be unhappy." Pei Wuyou turned his head to look at the girl, "Sister, you kindly let him live here, but he acted like this. How shameless."
Mu Xianzhi walked over, glanced at him, and said coldly: "When love comes, how can you be shameless?"
"Of course I hope all good things happen to Your Highness. I just wanted to express my true feelings to Your Highness. Why, Your Highness hasn't said anything yet, but Your Highness, your husband is already acting like the master of the Princess's Mansion?"
"My dear son-in-law, don't forget that you are marrying into the wife's family. If you can't be a good son-in-law, there will naturally be someone else who can do it." Mu Xianzi looked up and met his eyes.
They are so tit-for-tat that you can't tell at all that these two were allies a long time ago.
"Grand Tutor Mu is right. He is worthy of being the Grand Tutor. He hit the nail on the head. I can indeed be the prince consort." Ji Yanxing appeared in that bright red brocade robe and stood beside Ling Qingyan as a matter of course.
An attitude that is ready to take the lead at any time.
"Little niece, don't you think these guys are childish enough? Can a group of them have a normal brain?" Ling Yu crossed his arms, "I really don't know what my royal brother is thinking. None of them are worthy of you."
Ling Yu sighed, "If you ask me, no one should be my niece's consort. Didn't Pei Wuyou keep saying that he loves my niece? Then he should accept any conditions."
"If you ask me, no one should be my niece's consort. He should be grateful to be allowed to stay in the princess's mansion, and then everyone should rely on their own abilities, and avoid these crazy people quarreling."
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