Section 154

The emperor's decree has come down, and Ye Qingwan will enter the Ninth Prince's Palace as a concubine.

It was called a concubine, but in fact it was just a concubine. Ye Qingwan originally thought that she could just be carried in a sedan chair and be done with it, but somehow the Ninth Prince had a problem with it and insisted on doing it with the ceremony for the principal wife.

What a fuck!

Ye Qingwan simply set the date on the day of the sect leader's execution, so that everyone's attention would be on the Ninth Prince's wedding banquet, and no one would pay attention to whether the sect leader was real or fake.

The Ninth Prince almost jumped up when he heard this: "No, what kind of date did you choose? There is an execution over there and a wedding is being held here. How can that be justified?"

"You didn't have to raise it either. It was you who insisted on raising it."

Ye Qingwan grumbled softly, but immediately said to the Ninth Prince in a delicate voice: "Brother Mu Yun, I want to marry you on that day."

The Ninth Prince was very determined this time, and said with a dark face: "No."

"Brother Mu Yun..." Ye Qingwan pulled the corner of his clothes and twisted around acting coquettishly.

"Let's change the day. It's unlucky." Before the Ninth Prince could speak, Liu Sheng suddenly walked in from outside. He was in charge of the wedding on the emperor's order.

As the current Taifu, it always feels weird to be in charge of the affairs of a prince taking concubines.

"I think it's auspicious." Ye Qingwan pouted and wanted to say something, but Liu Sheng whispered to her, "Don't worry, I've arranged everything. There won't be any problems with the Sect Master. You just need to prepare for your marriage."

The Ninth Prince had an expression that said, "Look, even Liu Sheng agrees with me." Ye Qingwan rolled her eyes at him and started to act like a spoiled brat: "I don't care. I like that day and I want to get married on that day. If you don't agree, it's because you don't want to marry me, Brother Mu Yun."

After saying this, he sat aside angrily, looking as if he was going on a hunger strike to make his point clear.

The Ninth Prince frowned slightly and kept shifting the blame. Don’t think that I don’t know what you are planning.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a long time, and the Ninth Prince finally gave in: "Okay, okay, just for that day, okay."

"I see you don't take me seriously at all." After saying that, he turned his sleeves and left.

Ye Qingwan: ...

Really, when I took you seriously in the first few cycles, didn’t you want to throw me away like a dog-skin plaster?

Now that I don’t take you seriously, you’re angry again.

What do you want from me?

A man’s heart is as unfathomable as the sea.

On the day of the wedding, gongs and drums were blaring, red flags were waving, and the Ninth Prince personally rode a tall horse to the Ye Mansion to pick her up.

Normally, when a woman marries a high-ranking official, her husband's family doesn't have to come to welcome her. Especially since he was only marrying a concubine, the Ninth Prince still came. Not only did he come, he also invited half of the nobles in the capital to come as well, to show the solemnity.

But Ye Qingwan just wanted to sleep now. Damn, she was woken up and dressed before dawn, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyelids.

Besides, the crown was so heavy that it almost broke her neck. She was covered with layer upon layer of clothes, making it so suffocating that she could hardly breathe.

The first two times I wore wedding gowns, I followed the rules of the grassland people and kept everything simple. Suddenly I missed Hu Li a little bit. What a good child he was. He didn't hold hands when he said he didn't want to hold hands, and he didn't want to get married when he said he didn't want to get married.

But there shouldn't be a ceremony today. She's just a concubine, so there's no need for a ceremony.

But even if she didn't get married, she would still toss and turn until midnight. She didn't drink a drop of water the whole day and was so hungry that she was almost having hypoglycemia.

Getting married is so annoying.

After finally completing all the procedures, Ye Qingwan opened her hood and secretly climbed out of the window.

My sister is starving, I'm going to drink some wine.

But the clothes were too heavy, and she couldn't use her lightness skills.

Damn it, I forgot to change my clothes.

After finally climbing up the wall using her hands and feet, she suddenly found that she couldn't get down.

This wall is so damn high, it must be as high as a floor?

Is this Nangong Muyun mentally retarded? Why would he build the wall so high for no reason?

Qingqing went to escort the sect leader, and no one saved her.

Help…

I don't want to sit on the wall and drink the northwest wind all night. I'm so hungry...

"Why are you climbing up the wall instead of staying in the new room late at night?" A soft voice came from behind.

Ye Qingwan was as if she had been pardoned, and cried, "Master, save me, I can't get down."

Liu Sheng smiled so much that his eyes curved into crescents, and opened his arms: "Jump down, I'll catch you."

Ye Qingwan glanced at him, then looked at the three-meter-high ground: "Can you, can you catch it? I'm very heavy, why don't you find a ladder?"

"Go ahead and jump." Liu Sheng stretched out his hand patiently.

Ye Qingwan took a deep breath and took a last look at the ground. Let him die. At most he would break a bone and be unable to get out of bed for three to five months.

So he closed his eyes and jumped.

Soon, I fell into a broad embrace.

It doesn’t hurt!

Didn’t fall?!

And I could smell a hint of wine at the tip of my nose.

She opened her eyes in surprise, and met a pair of smiling eyes, which were filled with moisture, like a layer of fog, hazy, as if drunk.

She was still a little embarrassed and came down quickly: "Thank you, Master."

Liu Sheng suddenly glanced at her and was stunned at first. Then a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, although it was fleeting, but she saw it.

"Why aren't you wearing the wedding dress I gave you?"

Ye Qingwan lowered her head and glanced at her clothes: "How can a concubine wear bright red?"

Liu Sheng smiled, found a pavilion to sit down, and waved at her: "Come here."

Ye Qingwan lifted her heavy skirt and walked over. She saw him putting food and drinks on the ground. She leaned over and sniffed through the oil paper: "Roasted chicken?!"

He didn't care about being a lady anymore, he just started eating, complaining as he ate: "I'm starving, there are so many of them, but they didn't give me anything to eat, do they look down on me?"

Liu Sheng didn't say anything, but smiled and handed her a pot of fruit wine. Then he picked up a pot of Qianlizui and took a sip, which burned his throat.

In fact, he doesn't like drinking very much. Alcohol will paralyze people's willpower, make people lose the ability to think, and become fragile. He doesn't like this feeling, but he just wants to drink today.

By the time Ye Qingwan had almost finished eating, he had also finished his bottle of wine. His head felt a little numb and he saw double.

He suddenly remembered that on the grassland, she said that he had become two. So this was how it felt.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Ye Qingwan noticed that something was wrong with him, as if he was drunk.

"It's okay, go back." He stood up with a smile: "The Ninth Prince will be worried if he can't find you later."

Ye Qingwan stuck out her tongue. He deserved it. He had to make such a big noise. He made me hungry for a whole day.

Liu Sheng just stood up, and suddenly he was about to fall. Ye Qingwan quickly stood up and supported him: "Master, you are drunk, where is Shihu?"

"You sit down first, I'll go find Shihu to take you back." Ye Qingwan helped him sit aside. Just as she was about to turn around to find Shihu, he suddenly hugged her from behind and pulled her into his arms.

With his cool lips close to her ear, he asked her, "You like the Ninth Prince very much, right?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he loosened his grip and rested his face on her shoulder, breathing evenly.

Ye Qingwan:? ?

Fell asleep? !

"Grand Tutor? Grand Tutor?" Ye Qingwan called a few times, but there was no response.

She sighed, "Drunk."

He falls asleep when he's drunk, and he's a pretty good drinker.

Ye Qingwan supported his head with one hand, turned around with difficulty, hugged him and pushed him towards the guardrail, letting him sleep leaning against the guardrail.

As expected of a man with eight-pack abs, they're so heavy.

The baby is so tired.

Then she went to find a blanket and covered him with it. Before leaving, she leaned over to whisper in his ear, "I don't like him."

system:……

I've seen someone like you who blatantly took advantage of plot loopholes last time. Now the grass on his grave is three feet high.

Ye Qingwan: System, do you know what is the highest thing in the world?

System:Everest.

Ye Qingwan: No, it’s reading.

system:??

Ye Qingwan: All things are inferior, only reading is superior.

system:??

System: Even if you are right, what does height have to do with my ball?

Ye Qingwan: Yes, whether I take advantage of the plot or not has nothing to do with you. There is no need for a talkative donkey if there is no green grass by the river.

system:……

Are you calling me a donkey? Or a nosy donkey?

Ye Qingwan snorted, "Tsk!", "You little bastard, I can't deal with you anymore."

After she left, Liu Sheng, who was leaning on the railing, opened his eyes silently.