Chapter 2185

Chapter 2190

And the combination of her and Zhu Yan represented peace. Could these common people be unhappy?

Eight lifts of the sedan chair were carried into Prince Jing's Mansion. She was helped off the sedan chair by Grandma Xi, holding the bright red satin in her hand, watching Xibu lower her own feet, and followed behind the pair of brocade cloud boots step by step. The red hem, while walking slowly, kept colliding with each other, praying to heaven and earth, to the high hall, to each other, everything went smoothly, as if in a dream.

With the support of Xi Niang, she sat on the wedding bed, and waited for her husband to greet the guests, then came to lift her wedding cloth and drink the wine together.

In the middle of the night, her neck was sore from waiting, and just when she was about to lose her strength and wanted to go crazy, the sound of unhurried footsteps came to her ears one by one.

The footsteps were different from the footsteps she had heard when she met Zhu Yan before, but it was impossible to guarantee that the sound was caused by him being a groom again or drinking too much wine.

"My lord, please lift the bride's red hijab!" Xi Niang handed a steelyard to the man in wedding robe.

The man glanced at Xi Niang and a girl in the room, and said, "You guys step back first!"

Xi Niang stared blankly, thinking that this procedure has not been completed yet, is the prince so anxious?

The man smiled and said, "It's not the first time I've gotten married, so what should I do, do I still need you to teach me?"

Princess Mochou under the hijab frowned slightly. The voice was not quite similar to Zhu Yan's, but it might have changed a little after his brain injury, so she could only tell herself that.

Xi Niang's obedient girl left the bedroom and closed the door and window for them.

The man walked up to the slender bride with a firm grip on the scales, and gently lifted the bright red hijab to reveal the charming and beautiful face under the hijab.

Mo Chou raised her eyes to see the man in front of her, he was tall, handsome and imposing.

However, when she saw his face clearly, the smile on her face froze. The man in front of her was not Zhu Yan, not Zhu Yan.

She stood up with a huff, pointed at the man and said in a trembling voice, "Who are you? Where is Zhu Yan? Where are the others?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "I am Zhu Sui, Prince Jing, and Zhu Yan is my sixth elder brother. I am the ninth eldest. I have just sat on Prince Jing's seat not long ago, and I am worried about getting married. I didn't expect that the princess would marry me as Qin Jin." That's great, I can't wait to ask for it."

Ranked ninth? Although his face looks pretty good, he is obviously older than Zhu Yan, so he is ranked ninth? And, what do you mean it hasn't been long since you just sat on Prince Jing's seat? What does it mean? Randomly find someone to cover Zhu Yan's needs?

"Tell me, where is Zhu Yan?" Mo Chou looked at the man in front of her coldly and asked angrily.

Zhu Sui shrugged: "I heard that I have been traveling for two months, who knows where he is now?"

Trap, conspiracy, liars, all liars.

She quickly tore off the golden crown on her head, threw it on the ground fiercely, and said angrily: "I only marry Zhu Yan, you are not him, this marriage does not count!"

Zhu Sui snorted coldly: "It doesn't count? You say it doesn't count. In our Xiliang country, we worshiped, got married, and even entered this bridal chamber. If you say it doesn't count, doesn't it count?"

No matter how thick-skinned Mo Chou was, she couldn't help but blush and scolded angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who entered the bridal chamber with you?"

Zhu Sui shrugged and looked around: "Not in? Then what is this room? In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, newlyweds, what is this not a bridal chamber?"