Three days later, it would be the auspicious day for Yan Jiao'er to marry into the palace. At this moment, preparations for the wedding had already begun in the palace, but Jiang Meiyu was still sleeping all day, and Prince Gong was almost always by her side.
Although Jiang Meiyu had repeatedly advised Prince Gong not to be so nervous, she was never able to convince him. In the end, she chose to remain silent and let Prince Gong manipulate her.
On this day, Prince Gong was to marry Yan Jiao'er, but he had no intention of attending in person. Instead, he instructed Su Zi to go on his behalf. When Jiang Meiyu learned of this, she immediately said to Prince Gong, "Your Highness, you must attend in person. After all, this is a marriage granted by the Emperor. If you do not attend, it would be a blatant disobedience of the Emperor's order, which would be extremely disadvantageous to us."
After a moment's contemplation, Prince Gong finally agreed and put on his wedding dress to go. Yan Jiao'er was overjoyed, thinking that she had finally gotten her wish and married her cousin, but she didn't know that this was the beginning of her misfortune.
A large red sedan chair carried her into the palace. After a series of rituals were completed, she waited until late at night, but still hadn't seen Prince Gong. Wu Lian came over and suggested, "Concubine, how about I help you change your clothes first? Perhaps the prince is drunk, and that's why he's so late."
"Mammy, please go and find out where the prince is?" Yan Jiaoer said impatiently.
"Yes, concubine." The nanny turned and left.
Not long after, she returned to report: "Reporting to the concubine, I heard that the prince went to Huichun Pavilion and probably won't come again."
"What? She went to Huichun Pavilion! Humph, what a Jiang Meiyu! Today is my wedding night, and she actually wants to compete with me for it!" Yan Jiaoer's face was full of anger. As she spoke, she swept all the candies and melon seeds on the table to the ground.
At this moment, Jiang Meiyu was nestled in Prince Gong's arms, her face brimming with contentment and comfort. She moved slightly, nudging his chest gently, and coquettishly said, "Don't move, I need to rest." However, Prince Gong responded in a deep, magnetic voice, "Don't move, or I'll kill you." Hearing this, Jiang Meiyu pouted and raised an eyebrow in disapproval, but didn't refute.
Suddenly, without hesitation, Prince Gong leaned forward and kissed Jiang Meiyu's voluptuous red lips. The kiss was passionate and deep, filled with passion and desire. The two held each other tightly, savoring each other's warmth and love. Their breathing gradually became rapid, and their heartbeats accelerated. Only when both were breathless did the passionate kiss slowly end.
Prince Gong gently stroked Jiang Meiyu's hair, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting. He whispered, "Go to sleep, my baby." Jiang Meiyu nodded obediently, closed her eyes, and soon fell into a sweet dream. Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Prince Gong's heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction.
However, Prince Gong himself couldn't fall asleep right away. He rose from his bed, walked into the bathroom, and took a cold shower, trying to calm himself. The cold water chilled his body, but the passion within him remained unquenched. When he returned to bed, he gently embraced Jiang Meiyu, feeling her warmth and scent, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window. Ke Qing came to Jiang Meiyu's bedside early, urging her to get up. She firmly believed that as a princess, Jiang Meiyu should show her dignity and give the upcoming concubine a warning.
Jiang Meiyu struggled to open her eyes, as if enveloped in a thick fog. She didn't even bother to move. Keqing and Xuanxin busied themselves helping her dress, while she, like a lazy cat, let them do whatever they wanted. Keqing kept nagging, "Princess, the concubine will be here to serve you tea later. You must show some respect and give her a warning. Otherwise, she might think we're easy to bully and won't take you seriously anymore..."
"Yeah, yeah, I understand!" Jiang Meiyu answered vaguely and couldn't help dozing off.
Ke Qing carefully selected the most suitable clothes for Jiang Meiyu, and Xuan Xin also prepared a sumptuous breakfast. Xuan Xin said respectfully, "Princess, please enjoy your meal."
"Where is the prince?" Jiang Meiyu asked lazily.
"The prince left the palace early in the morning, saying that he had important matters to deal with. He specifically told the princess to enjoy breakfast alone and to eat more." Xuan Xin added.
Jiang Meiyu finished her breakfast obediently. After a while, Xinfu called out from outside, "Princess, the concubine is here to greet you and offer you tea."
"Let her in." Jiang Meiyu was sitting in the main seat drinking tea.
Soon, Xuan Xin led Yan Jiao'er in. Yan Jiao'er was wearing a light green long dress with a pink belt around her waist. Her hair was in an exquisite bun with a few gold hairpins inserted in it. She looked fresh, refined and beautiful.
"Sister, I'm here to pay my respects to you!" Yan Jiao'er said, placing the cushion on the ground in front of Jiang Meiyu and kneeling gracefully. Her movements were light and smooth, like a dancing butterfly, and it was impossible not to be captivated by her.
However, when she saw Jiang Meiyu, her eyes revealed a hint of dissatisfaction and jealousy, but it was only a blink of an eye, and she smiled and lifted her skirt and knelt down. But all of this was seen by Ke Qing.
At this time, Xuan Xin brought a cup of tea. Yan Jiaoer took the cup, offered it with both hands, and said respectfully, "Please have some tea, sister!"
Jiang Meiyu had just picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip when she heard Keqing cough. She couldn't help but chuckle, stared at Keqing, then sat up straight and said seriously: "You are now a member of Prince Gong's Mansion. In the future, you must serve the prince wholeheartedly and give birth to a child for the prince as soon as possible. You must not be jealous, let alone jealous. You must abide by your duties." Jiang Meiyu finished speaking, took a sip of tea, and then put down the teacup. At this time, Keqing took out a green bracelet and handed it to Jiang Meiyu. Jiang Meiyu took the bracelet and continued: "This is my dowry. I will give it to you as a gift today."
Yan Jiaoer took the gift with both hands and said gratefully, "Thank you, sister. I will definitely remember your teachings today. I also specially prepared a gift for you, I hope you won't dislike it."
"How could I dislike it? Thank you, sister. If nothing else, you can go back to Cuiyu Pavilion first. I am also a little tired." As soon as Jiang Meiyu finished speaking, Ke Qing quickly put away the agate bracelet in Wu Lian's hand.
As soon as Yan Jiao'er stepped out of Huichun Pavilion, she was filled with dissatisfaction and complaints. She pouted, looking unhappy, and muttered, "Hmph, what are you pretending for! You're still talking about wanting to give birth to a child for my cousin as soon as possible. Everyone knows about my cousin's illness. You're clearly trying to embarrass me! But just wait, sooner or later, the position of the principal consort will be mine!"
The more Yan Jiao'er thought about it, the angrier she became. She felt like she was being treated unfairly, looked down upon, and bullied. But she wasn't discouraged. She believed she could eventually get rid of Jiang Meiyu with her own methods. She believed her cousin belonged to her and her alone.
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