Chapter 197 Drunk
There are no fancy poems or ornate words.
Just the simplest and most direct six words.
"go home".
The crowd was silent for a moment, then burst into good-natured laughter.
This silly prince is so honest and adorable.
The housekeeper then asked, "Then how does the prince plan to make my eldest daughter happy for the rest of her life?"
This question is a bit difficult.
Everyone thought that he would give an answer like "millions of gold" or "fine clothes and delicious food".
But Xiao Jingchi frowned and thought distressedly for a long time.
Just when everyone was about to get impatient, his eyes lit up, as if he had come up with a brilliant idea.
"I'll give her all my candied haws!"
"I'll give her my most interesting Nine Rings Link!"
He broke off his fingers and counted seriously.
"And me! I'll give it to her too! From now on, if Sister He tells me to go east, I'll never go west!"
He said it so hard and so loudly.
It was as if he was declaring a vow that was bigger than the sky.
This time, no one laughed.
That sincerity without any impurities flowed through the hearts of everyone present like a warm current.
Marrying a fool may be misfortune.
But marrying a fool who is willing to give you everything he has, maybe... is not that bad.
"Open the door! Open the door quickly!"
Someone shouted.
The two heavy red lacquer doors of the Shen Mansion slowly opened amidst thunderous cheers.
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The road was covered with red silk and drums and music were playing.
Chen He sat in the wobbly wedding sedan, listening to the noisy voices outside through the curtains, her heart at peace.
In her previous life, she had also had such a grand wedding.
But at the end of that road lies Xiao Jingren's cold ridicule and an eternal hell.
And in this life...
The sedan stopped suddenly.
arrive.
Prince Ning's Mansion.
He got off the sedan chair, stepped over the fire basin, and bowed to heaven and earth.
Chen He was supported by someone and knelt side by side with Xiao Jingchi on the high hall.
A gloomy, scrutinizing gaze fell on her.
It’s Xiao Minglan.
That figure is too familiar.
Chen He's heart suddenly shrank when he realized it.
She subconsciously raised the round fan in her hand to cover her face.
Only a pair of eyes remained, staring at the man through the gaps in the fan.
How come he is here?!
The emperor asked him to read the imperial edict granting the marriage?
What a irony! How cruel!
It is to completely cut off all his thoughts in front of all the civil and military officials!
There was no trace of blood on Xiao Minglan's handsome face, which was as pale as a piece of paper.
His gaze, like a poisoned blade, pierced through the thin round fan and stabbed Shen He fiercely.
There was pain, hatred, unwillingness, and crazy questioning in that look.
He opened his thin lips slightly, his voice as cold as if it had been fished out of an ice cellar. He enunciated each word as he read out the imperial decree that pushed her to another man.
"...I have heard that Shen He, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, is skilled, generous, gentle and kind. I am very pleased to hear this. The Sixth Prince, Xiao Jingchi, is gentle, respectful and kind. Now that he is of marriageable age, I should choose a virtuous woman to marry him. I will betroth you to the Ning Prince's Consort..."
Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.
Chen He gripped the handle of the round fan tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
She could feel how hot and crazy that gaze was.
It almost burned a hole in her entire body.
She could only straighten her back, kneel upright, and use all her strength to resist the emotions that were about to consume her.
On the other side of the crowd.
Shen Yan, who came with her sister, was already stunned.
Her little face was flushed and her heart was beating like a drum.
That person...
Who is that man who read the imperial edict?
He looks...really good-looking.
He was more handsome than any other man she had ever seen.
With sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and a high nose bridge, he looks like a figure walking out of a fairy painting.
only……
Why does he look so sad?
Why is the look in his eyes when he looks at his sister... so sad?
It was like someone had taken away the most precious treasure in the world.
The strong and unresolvable sadness made Shen Yan's heart tighten.
Her world used to only consist of her sister.
But at this moment, this handsome and sad man, like a huge rock, crashed into her heart.
It stirred up huge ripples.
“…I hereby order.”
Xiao Minglan finished reading the last word.
He slammed the imperial edict shut, as if he had used up all his strength.
At that moment, Chen He saw a fleeting glimmer in the corner of his eyes.
That tear, like a hot iron, burned Chen He's heart.
It was also imprinted in Chen Yan's clear, worldly-aware eyes not far away.
"The ceremony is over! Send her to the bridal chamber!"
The eunuch's shrill voice cut through the dead silence like a sharp blade.
Chen He was supported by someone and kowtowed slowly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."
Her voice was steady without a single ripple, as if the silent, almost tear-jerking confrontation just now had never happened.
Xiao Jingchi beside her imitated her and kowtowed in a baby voice.
"Jing Chi also thanks Father and Mother!"
Chen He stood up with the help of the bridesmaid, still covering her face with the round fan, and prepared to walk towards the bridal chamber in the backyard without looking around.
She could feel it.
That gaze follows me like a shadow.
It was nailed firmly to her back, with a heat that burned everything and a coldness that penetrated deep into her bones.
She can't make a single mistake.
Not even a single step back.
And in the crowd behind her, Shen Yan's small hands were tightly clutching the corners of her clothes.
She looked at the man.
The man who announced the decree.
It turned out that he was the emperor's newly adopted son, Xiao Minglan, the Prince Yi who was granted the title of King out of the ordinary.
She looked at him, at his eyes as deep as a cold pond, following her sister's receding figure without blinking.
That look was not the respect a subject showed to the princess.
It was a kind of...desperate possession that wanted to eat her alive, and crush her into pieces and embed her into her bones and blood.
Chen Yan's heart suddenly choked for no reason.
it hurts.
Why seeing him sad, my heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
After the ceremony, the guests moved to the banquet hall in the front yard.
Prince Ning's mansion was instantly filled with the noisy voices and aroma of wine.
However, the protagonist of this wedding banquet seemed to have become an invisible person.
The groom, Xiao Jingchi, had already been coaxed to a side hall by several young eunuchs.
The table was filled with exquisite cakes and novelties.
He was having a great time, and the princes, nobles, civil and military officials in the hall were not paying any attention to this silly prince.
Everyone's eyes, intentionally or unintentionally, were all focused on the same person.
Prince Yi, Xiao Minglan.
"Your Highness Prince Yi, I offer you a toast! Congratulations on receiving His Majesty's favor and ascending to heaven!"
A pot-bellied official came up with a wine glass in his hand and a fawning look on his face.
Xiao Minglan didn't even raise his eyelids.
He simply extended his hand and took the glass.
He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
Throughout the entire process, there was not a single word, not even a superfluous expression.
That extremely handsome face was as cold as an iceberg that had never melted.
"Your Highness Prince Yi truly has a huge appetite! Come, come, let me offer a toast to Your Highness as well!"
Another prince came forward with a smile.
Xiao Minglan still took it and drank it all.
It was as if it was not a spicy liquor, but colorless and tasteless white water.
He welcomes everyone who comes.
One cup after another.
It seemed as if he wanted to use this strong liquor to extinguish the burning fire in his heart.
He wants to get drunk.
He couldn't wait to sink himself into the endless darkness.
Only when he was drunk could he stop thinking about the fact that she was now in her wedding dress, in another man's room.
Even if that man is just a fool!
"He...what is he doing?"
In the corner of the women's seat, Shen Yan looked at the lonely figure surrounded by the crowd and couldn't help but murmur softly.
"Yan'er, what are you looking at?" Liu beside her asked with a smile.
"Why did His Royal Highness Prince Yi drink so much?"
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