Jiang Mengli sighed in his heart: Oh... I was thinking of treating him, but it seems I'd better forget it. It's better for him to die of illness.
After he dies, everything in Prince Yu's Mansion will be mine. It would be best if he leaves me a child before he dies. Such a life would be very beautiful, hahahaha...
The Prince of Yu's Mansion was luxurious and majestic, with red silk hung and large "囍" characters pasted on the wall. However, the decoration was very simple and there was no festive feeling at all.
Wen Mohan sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by Yun Jian towards the wedding hall.
The servants brought him a wedding gown to wear outside, and then brought him a red veil to cover Jiang Mengli.
There were only servants present, no guests.
Without even checking to see if it was an auspicious time, Yun Jian said, "You can now worship in the hall. First, bow to heaven and earth, then to your parents, then husband and wife bow to each other, and then send them to the bridal chamber..."
Jiang Mengli was a little dizzy. She had just started to worship heaven and earth when she heard that she was being sent to the bridal chamber.
Although it was a celebration to bring good luck, it happened too quickly and it was shocking.
"Miss, Zhou...there's no one around." Lingqiao said.
ah?
Jiang Mengli lifted the veil, and the servants around her dispersed. The groom was nowhere to be seen. Only a little maid said respectfully, "Your servant Yuzhu, Princess, please come this way. I will take you to the bridal chamber."
She suddenly felt a little aggrieved, but she felt relieved when she thought about what the original owner had experienced in Prince Jing's Mansion.
Anyway, they got married to escape exile, so the specific process of the marriage is not important.
Just as she turned to go to the bridal chamber, a woman's cold voice came from behind her, "Stop! The daughter of a guilty minister has no right to dream of becoming Yu'er's princess!"
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