Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Rong Hai said, "I also heard that your brother has three legitimate and illegitimate sons, but they all got stomach upset yesterday."

Mo Tao has one legitimate son and two illegitimate sons who are older than Mo Zhaohua. However, he ran to the toilet for half the night last night and his legs are still weak.

"I have other brothers, so there's no need to trouble you, Master Shen." Mo Yun knew about this and had already found other people.

Rong Hai added: "Among your two half brothers, only one has a son older than Zhao Zhao, but he is not in Shengjing City."

Only the elder brother can carry his sister when she is married off, because the order of birth is based on legitimacy and the elder brother may be too young to carry his sister.

"The prince seems to know a lot about my Mo family." Mo Yun was a little suspicious whether Rong Hai had married him intentionally.

Rong Hai laughed heartily, "I came early and was in a good mood, so I chatted with your guests for a while, didn't I?"

Mo Yun suppressed his dissatisfaction and said, "Then the prince should know that the Mo family has many branches, and they will definitely find someone to marry into their family."

Rong Hai nodded, "The person can be found, but how can the relationship with the side branch be compared to the close relationship with my Fuguogong Mansion?"

Mo Yun raised his voice, "But if I let a cousin marry me, wouldn't it make others think that there are no men in my Mo family?"

The more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He was basically certain that Rong Hai was determined to marry her off, and he began to suspect that Mo Shenghua was injured.

Not only was Mo Shenghua injured, but even the entire Mo Tao family had stomach upset yesterday, which might have been Rong Hai's doing.

"Minister Mo, you are too kind. It's not that there are no men in your Mo family. It's that my Fuguo Mansion admires His Royal Highness Prince Yu and wants to take advantage of him."

Rong Hai's words were very reasonable. He gave Mo Yun face and found a good excuse for himself without involving Mo Zhaohua.

Mo Yun refused righteously, "That's not okay either, this is the rule."

The Duke of Fuguo suddenly spoke in a loud voice, "Rules are dead, but people are alive, and nothing is set in stone."

Mo Yun instantly felt a huge pressure. That was his father-in-law. He felt palpitations just by looking at him.

Rong Hai agreed, "Yes, my father greatly admires His Royal Highness the Prince's bravery and fighting skills, so I hope my brother-in-law will be flexible."

He usually doesn't call Mo Yun brother-in-law. When he is in a good mood, he calls him Minister Mo, and when he is in a bad mood, he calls him by his name.

"But there has never been a case of a cousin marrying his wife behind his back in Shengjing City." Mo Yun already had a bad feeling and he might have to compromise.

Rong Hai said: "I have seen this kind of thing before when I was transferred to another place. I wonder if anyone here has seen it?"

A guest who was transferred from another place immediately responded, "I have seen it. This happened in my hometown."

Another person echoed, "Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, I have heard several of my subordinates mention it."

Someone else chimed in, "Students have also read about this in some travel notes."

Someone concluded, "So if Young Master Rong is allowed to marry, it is not unprecedented, but there is a precedent to follow."

Mo Yun suspected that they had already colluded with Rong Hai in advance, otherwise how could they cooperate so well, making it difficult for him to refute.

As others echoed him, Mo Yun finally couldn't stand the pressure. Before the banquet was over, the person who carried the bride had been replaced.

Amber, the clever little girl, has many spies in the mansion. One of the maids serving at the chairman's seat quietly passed the news.

She immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and ran back to Yixiayuan, "Miss, good news, great news..."

After listening to her report, Mo Zhaohua was so excited that he almost stood up. "What did you say? Let my cousin carry me to the sedan chair?"

Amber laughed so hard that tears almost came out. "That's right, Miss, you are happy now, right? You got what you wanted."

"How could it be..." Mo Zhaohua still couldn't believe it, "How could my father agree to such a thing..."

Amber had only limited information. "I don't know the details, I just heard that it was my uncle who proposed it."

"Uncle..." Mo Zhaohua recalled Rong Hai's question that day, "He actually fulfilled Zhao Zhao's wish."

***

The luncheon was Mo Zhaohua’s wedding banquet.

There were many guests, and the party lasted from early noon to mid-afternoon, a total of one and a half hours.

Then the wedding party and the bride's escort team began to pack the dowry, first moving the large items of dowry onto the carriage.

Those were horse-drawn carriages specially used to carry goods. There were twenty of them, and each horse was wearing a big red silk flower.

Since Mo Zhaohua wanted a ten-mile red dowry, Chu Xuanchi naturally had to send more cars, but he couldn't let them be so busy that they couldn't even fit the dowry.

Mo Yun watched the dowry being moved out of the house, and his heart ached. He had spent almost all his family fortune to prepare for this.

In addition to the ten miles of red dowry he prepared, there was also the dowry prepared by Rong Qing and the dowry from relatives and friends, so twenty carriages could not be fully loaded.

The remaining dowry will be taken by the people who welcome the bride and send off the bride. Mo Yaohua is extremely jealous of this grand wedding.

She is getting married next month. There will be no groom to pick her up, only a sedan chair, and she will have to enter through the side door when she arrives at Prince Qi's mansion.

Although concubines and concubines could be listed in the royal jade book, they could only get married through the side door, and concubines had to enter through the side door.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Rong Shen followed the wedding procession to Yixiayuan. Everyone else was outside, but he went into the inner room.

Zhongli Xiuya believed that Rong Hai would be able to win Mo Yun, so she specially asked Rong Shen to wear a festive dark red robe to carry him on his back to marry.

Mo Zhaohua had already put on the phoenix crown and covered her head with a red veil. She was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, waiting for Rong Shen to carry her to the bridal sedan.

Rong Shenhuan walked up to her and said, "Zhao Zhao, congratulations on your marriage. I wish you and His Royal Highness the Prince will be in love forever and live together till old age."

He has a handsome face, a high nose, thin lips, long and bright eyebrows and eyes, a tall and straight figure, a gentle voice, and gives people a warm feeling.

Mo Zhaohua felt relieved when he heard his voice, "Thank you, cousin. You have worked hard, too. Zhao Zhao has gained some weight recently."

Rong Shen pursed his lips and said, "No problem. Although I am a scholar, I also know some martial arts. The six arts of a gentleman also include riding and shooting."

He had learned some Kung Fu since he was a child, which enabled him to strengthen his body when there was no danger, and also improve his ability to protect himself when he encountered danger.

A large red carpet was laid from Mo Zhaohua's boudoir to the gate of the mansion. Rong Shen carried Mo Zhaohua on his back and stepped onto the red carpet.

Rong Shen carried Mo Zhaohua all the way from Yixiayuan to the gate of the mansion. His steps were still steady and there was no hesitation at all.

This made Mo Zhaohua think of his previous life. At the same distance, Mo Shenghua was in a completely different situation.

He took several breaks while she stood on a stool and waited, but he was still exhausted and out of breath in the end.

When she was escorting him into the bridal sedan, she was also very rough and pushed her directly in, causing her to hit her head and her phoenix coronet to become crooked.

When the bride left the house, firecrackers and gongs and drums sounded, suddenly interrupting Mo Zhaohua's memories and making him quickly come back to his senses.

There was a tall horse in front of the sedan chair with a red silk flower on its head, and Chu Xuanchi was supposed to be sitting on it.

But the person sitting on it at the moment was King Rui Chu Xuanlin. The moment Mo Zhaohua appeared, his eyes suddenly became strange.