Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

Chapter 109 That’s not my ninth sister

The rain started suddenly.

At that time, Murong Man was being carried on the sedan chair, and the pattering raindrops fell like broken beads, as if they were against her.

Xipo urged, saying that the auspicious time should not be missed.

However, as soon as she got on the sedan chair and before the curtain could be lowered, she heard someone exclaim:

"What's wrong with the Marquis and Madam's faces? Why are there so many pustules!"

"It's so scary. Is this some kind of disease?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them stayed away for fear of being infected.

Murong Man looked over in disbelief and saw that the makeup on his parents' faces had been washed away by the rain, revealing pustules. They were not big, but extremely disgusting.

"Mom and Dad! What's going on!"

Murong Man was shocked and asked sharply.

Mrs. Hou quickly said: "Maybe I ate the wrong thing and got an allergy. The doctor has checked it and it will be cured in two days! It is definitely not an epidemic!"

These days, epidemic diseases cannot be cured and are still contagious. Of course, the two of them cannot be called epidemic diseases.

In fact, even the doctor didn't know what was going on. He only found out that the two of them were weak after checking their pulses. It didn't look like they were poisoned. They had acne all over their faces and bodies. They were extremely itchy, but they would be gone if scratched. more serious.

Mrs. Hou loved beauty the most, and she had some beauty in her body back then. She had never shown such an ugly look in front of others. If her daughter hadn't gotten married and had to go out to entertain guests, she would not have come out no matter what.

So she looked very embarrassed and tried her best to cover her face with her wide sleeves.

Marquis Murong was also annoyed. His beloved daughter was getting married and had such a scandal. He didn't know where to put his old face.

Of course, the one who felt most embarrassed was none other than Murong Man.

On such a big day, the parents make a fool of themselves, and so does the groom.

She had already seen the guests whispering and pointing at Ni Yuanshan, and when she turned around, she almost lost her temper.

Ni Yuanshan, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, had the thick powder on his face washed away by the rain. Unexpectedly, he also put on lipstick, which was red and white. Mixed with the rain, it was so disgusting.

The most important thing is that without the concealment of makeup, the dark circles under his eyes were exposed, and he looked like he was dead from overindulgence.

She was the most talented and beautiful woman in the capital, and yet she was married to such a man. Murong Man wished that she would faint at this moment.

And she did faint.

Of course, it's fake.

Mr. Hou and Mrs. Hou immediately understood her intention. Although it was a joke, if people don't have to marry again, people can laugh if they want.

Thinking like this, Mrs. Hou quickly put it on her sleeves and rushed towards the sedan chair.

"Maner!"

But before she could say anything else, the Xi Po put down the curtain and sang loudly with a smile:

"The auspicious time is coming, the wedding sedan, get up--!"

The bearer immediately lifted the sedan and changed its direction quickly.

The eldest son of the house didn't care about the embarrassment on his face. He wiped it casually and got on the horse. However, the funny thing is that his body was probably too weak. He didn't get up and almost hung on the saddle. However, the servant quickly lifted him up. He helped me up to avoid making another joke.

By the time they arrived at Ensu Bo's Mansion, although the rain had stopped, the auspicious time had passed and the group was in a very embarrassed state.

Like a flock of soup chickens.

"The bride has received it! The bride has received it!"

A group of people guarding the gate quickly shouted loudly.

There is a brazier and a red carpet.

Fortunately, the bride was sitting in the sedan chair and felt dry. Murong Man forced a smile on her face and Ni Yuanshan came out of the sedan chair with the red silk in hand.

<divclass="contentadv">Jun Yuyan and Murong Jiu did not come out of the sedan chair. After all the guests walked in with the bride and groom, they followed them leisurely.

At this time, there were only a few concierges from the uncle's house left at the door.

When he saw Prince Ling and Princess Ling arriving, he first saluted, but when he raised his head, he was stunned.

Is that Princess Ling?

Several people stared in shock, looking at the backs of the two people, unable to recover for a long time.

"It's probably not Princess Ling. Maybe it's another woman brought by Prince Ling."

They had never seen Princess Ling, they only knew that she had a birthmark on her face, which was extremely ugly. Thinking about it, she must not be Princess Ling.

Yes, that's it.

How can an ugly girl become a fairy?

Now it’s interesting. Prince Ling actually brought a woman as beautiful as a fairy to the wedding banquet. No one in the capital was allowed to see the joke about the ugly princess?

Some time ago, some people said that King Ling only favored the ugly princess. It seems that they were all spreading rumors.

Jun Yuyan and Murong Jiu went in hand in hand, not walking very fast. Because it had just rained, Jun Yuyan was afraid that the ground would be slippery, so he held her hand.

Murong Jiu liked this sense of security very much. Jun Yuyan's hands were warm and powerful, and this power seemed to be conveyed to her heart through physical contact.

In fact, the two of them didn't hold hands much. Jun Yuyan would only take the initiative to hold her hand when going up the stairs or when the road was difficult.

Because Jun Yuyan was afraid that she would be thin-skinned.

Murong Jiu's face felt a little hot at this moment, and a thin cloud appeared on her face, which made her face even more delicate.

When the servants and maids of the uncle's house saw the two of them, they all looked shocked and amazed, and they began to speculate about Murong Jiu's identity.

After all, as the concierge outside thought, such a stunning woman could not be Princess Ling.

In front of you is the Xitang.

At this moment, the newlyweds are about to pay their respects.

In the high hall, it was Uncle Ensu and his wife who were sitting.

The two of them smiled brightly. They had known that their incompetent son did not like women, so he only raised beautiful little prostitutes in the house. Although this marriage was fake, it was enough for their son to marry the most talented woman in the capital. It's all the nonsense said by those market women.

Besides, by marrying Murong Man, you can also receive the second prince's favor, so you can win two birds with one stone.

Murong Man lowered her head, fearing that the guests would see the look of disgust on her face.

She was also waiting for the arrival of the second prince.

At this moment, a thin voice sang loudly: "The Second Prince has arrived!"

Murong Man was overjoyed when he heard the voice of Eunuch Liu beside the second prince. The second prince is here!

She quickly turned around and looked in the direction of the person.

I saw the second prince wearing a crimson brocade robe walking towards me in the distance.

But then, her face froze because she saw two figures not far in front of the second prince. One was none other than Prince Ling wearing a mask, and the other was a beautiful woman who was both strange and familiar to her. .

Murong Jiu's name flashed through her mind subconsciously, but she was quickly overturned.

How could this be Murong Jiu?I'm really confused.

But who is this?Why are you wearing the same color dress as King Ling?And dressing up in such a flamboyant way, isn't it putting yourself down?

"Brother and sister-in-law, are you here too?"

The second prince greeted him warmly from behind, and you could hear that he was still a little out of breath, which meant that he came here in a hurry.

Murong Man subconsciously said: "Your Highness, that is not my ninth sister. You have mistaken the person."