Chapter 5: Status, Provoking King Ning
"Doctor Zhang..." Manager Liu hurriedly chased after him.
Grandma Sun was so angry that her body was shaking. She looked at Lin Miaoyin with hatred, "This is going to kill Xiang'er! Why are you so vicious?"
"Madame Sun, you misunderstood. I wanted to save her..."
Grandma Sun simply couldn't listen to Lin Miaoyin's words, "Tomorrow I will see the prince and let him make the decision for Xiang'er!"
Just as Lin Miaoyin was about to step forward, she was stopped by Yuzhu beside her, "Princess, it's almost time."
Soon, sounds of joy came from the front yard.
Lin Miaoyin took out the tetanus medicine from the medical system again and handed it over, "Remember to give this medicine to Dingxiang."
Finally, she warned, "This medicine is very rare, don't throw it away."
After giving the instructions, she hurriedly left the yard with Yuzhu.
Now she has more important things to do!
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forecourt.
Everywhere you look, big red lanterns and bright red "囍" characters cover the entire palace. The sounds of music and firecrackers are deafening, and the place is extremely lively.
Although he was marrying a concubine, Beigong You gave Song Qingyun the highest honor.
Not only did he go against ancestral rules and marry Song Qingyun in a sedan chair carried by eight people according to the specifications for marrying a wife, he also invited all the nobles in Shengjing City, wishing to let the whole world know that they were finally together.
Lin Miaoyin remembered that it was deserted when the original owner entered the room.
If the Queen's aunt had not sent a notice to the officials in the court, she would probably have become a laughing stock in the entire Shengjing City.
She had no intention of joining in the fun, but someone took advantage of it.
Just as he was about to step into the main hall, a figure in red came into view. Although Beigong You was born a military general, he had red lips and white teeth, and looked even more handsome against the backdrop of his wedding dress, like a fairy in a painting.
When Lin Miaoyin saw this face, her body began to ache.
What a shame for this face, you beast in human clothing!
At this time, many people gathered around him and congratulated him, "Congratulations to Prince Ning for getting the beauty back."
"Prince Ning and Miss Song are truly a perfect match made in heaven. Now they have finally achieved their goal. Congratulations!"
"Miss Song is a famous talented woman in Shengjing City. Prince Ning is so lucky!"
"Congratulations to Prince Ning and Miss Song!"
Everyone knew that the person they were marrying today was the one Beigong You loved the most, so they all tried their best to flatter her.
"I think Miss Song is not only a talented woman, but also a first-class beauty!"
The man stared at the bright red figure with his eyes wide open, "What a beauty, she is stunningly beautiful!"
Lin Miaoyin turned back subconsciously when she heard that.
The original owner was born beautiful, and she had just put on makeup.
She was well aware of the lethality of this face now.
Everyone was afraid of offending the beauty and wanted to hold their breath, "When she turned around and smiled, she was so charming that all the beauties in the palace pale in comparison..."
Beigong You looked suspiciously in the direction of everyone's gaze, and that bright face as bright as the scorching sun in midsummer suddenly caught his eye. She had tied her hair into a high bun today, revealing a snow-white neck under her black hair, which was dazzling. From a distance, she looked like a flourishing peony in a red dress, graceful and elegant.
A flash of surprise flashed across his face, but soon faded. "What are you doing here?"
"I am doing this for the good of the prince."
"If you dare to disrupt today's wedding, I will never let you go!"
All the guests fell silent immediately.
They thought that the beauty before them was Prince Ning's new concubine, but they didn't expect that she was actually Prince Ning's wife.
Aren't they saying that Princess Ning has rude manners, a vulgar appearance, and is a good-for-nothing fool? Why do they think she has an extraordinary appearance and outstanding temperament?
Are all those rumors out there false?
"The prince is Beiliang's number one war god, is he so narrow-minded? According to the ancestral system, a concubine must drink the mistress's tea before she can be considered legitimate. Or does the prince just want to have more maids serving him, and has no intention of giving Miss Song a status?" As Lin Miaoyin spoke, a bright red figure ran out from the main hall.
She looked at him quietly, and the cold little face turned slightly pale.
Song Qingyun stared at the bruises on Lin Miaoyin's fair neck, and her hands in her sleeves wished she could tear the handkerchief to pieces.
Although she had known for a long time that Beigong You and Lin Miaoyin's marriage consummation was a condition for her to enter the family, seeing it with her own eyes was another matter. At this moment, her heart was twisted with pain.
She looked at the tall figure aggrievedly, "My Lord..."
"Shut up!" Beigong You's forehead was bulging with anger, but when he saw Song Qingyun's pitiful face, his expression quickly softened, "Yun'er, why did you come out?"
"I heard that my sister is here, so I want to come over and pay my respects to her."
Song Qingyun said as she carefully pulled Beigong You's sleeve, "Your Highness, we have finally gotten to where we are today, please don't get angry. As long as the family is harmonious, it doesn't matter what happens to Yun'er."
As she spoke, she glanced at the woman in red across from her from the corner of her eye.
In the past, whenever she and the prince were close, Lin Miaoyin would go crazy. Now that they were so close, she didn't believe she could remain indifferent.
Unexpectedly, Lin Miaoyin didn't even look at them and went straight into the main hall.
Song Qingyun was slightly stunned.
When did this idiot Lin Miaoyin become reasonable?
"Why bother with her?" Song Qingyun's sensible words made Beigong You feel so distressed that he led his people directly into the hall.
As soon as they entered, they saw Lin Miaoyin sitting in the elders' seat.
Beigong You's face turned pale, "Who told you to sit here?"
"Your concubine wants to serve tea to me, the mistress. Where else should I sit if not here?" Lin Miaoyin looked at the two of them lightly.
Everyone gasped.
The Princess of Ning was so bold that she even dared to challenge the Prince of Ning in public!
Beigong You's face darkened, "Someone come!"
Song Qingyun hurriedly pulled the person beside her, and did not forget to provoke Lin Miaoyin in her words, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry. My sister just wants to drink a glass of our wedding wine. I will toast her."
Lin Miaoyin seemed not to hear anything.
Beigong You couldn't bear to see Song Qingyun suffer such an injustice, "Yun'er..."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I'm fine." Song Qingyun smiled at the man considerately and sensibly.
In fact, she was reluctant to serve tea to Lin Miaoyin, but according to the law, concubines must drink tea from the mistress when they enter the house, otherwise the wedding will not count. If she missed this cup of tea today, the queen might use this to control her in the future.
She had finally entered Prince Ning's Mansion, so naturally there couldn't be any mistakes.
"Go pour tea." She forced herself to order the nanny beside her.
Of course, she didn't think Lin Miaoyin had this brain, this was obviously taught by the Queen.
Seeing her being so humble, Beigong You felt distressed, and there was a little more disgust in his eyes when he looked at Lin Miaoyin.
Lin Miaoyin ignored him completely.
She sat upright on the armchair with the air of a queen, looking at Song Qingyun who came over cautiously to serve her tea with a half-smile.
With this plain appearance, she was instantly turned into ashes in front of the bright and elegant original owner, okay?
The original owner, who obviously had a good appearance, tried to imitate Song Qingyun.
This is all thanks to Xiao Chen's mother and daughter!
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