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

Chu Xuanchi put away the token and said, "I haven't thought about it, but it's only a matter of time. Even if it's just a show, I should do it in full."

Wuying was even more relieved, "Then the master and Miss Mo happened to send out the tokens on the same day. This is fate."

Chu Xuanchi did not comment, but just ordered him, "Send this prince back to the study, and then ask someone to prepare the spices."

Since Mo Zhaohua sent him the sachet, he should naturally use it and cooperate in the show, right?

By the time Wuying pushed him back to the study, Mo Zhaohua had already left the Prince Yu's Mansion and was being helped into the carriage by Yueying.

Mo Zhaohua sat down, leaned against the car wall to adjust her skirt, then raised her hand and touched her hot face with the back of her hand.

She was filled with remorse. She had lived to be nearly thirty in her previous life, and after being reborn, how could she be less stable than a young girl?

If it were my previous life, I would never say such shameless words at this age. It's really embarrassing.

I don’t know what Chu Xuanchi would think of her. Would he think she was frivolous or even fickle?

Yueying couldn't help laughing, knowing that she was very concerned, he deliberately said, "Miss, your face is still red."

Mo Zhaohua pretended to fan himself with his hands and made an excuse, "It's too sunny outside, it's a bit hot."

"I didn't say there were other reasons." Yueying teased her, "Besides, it's clearly a cloudy day today."

It is the plum rain season now. It is good enough if it doesn't rain. Where does the sun come from? Mo Zhaohua really speaks without thinking.

Mo Zhaohua was extremely embarrassed and pretended to be angry, "Don't tell anyone about this, especially Amber, she has a loose mouth."

Yueying winked playfully, "My lady and I have more and more little secrets. Aren't you afraid that I will betray you?"

Mo Zhaohua never thought of guarding against her. "What is there to be afraid of? You are the prince's man, how could you harm me?"

Yueying took the opportunity to ask, "Does Miss trust the prince so much?"

Mo Zhaohua asked back, "The prince is my future husband. If I don't trust him, should I trust someone else?"

***

In the blink of an eye, more than a month had passed since the flower-viewing banquet at the Princess's Mansion.

Chu Xuanhan had not yet given Mo Yaohua a legitimate status, and when Rong Qing brought up the matter of shaving his head, he was blocked by Mo Yun.

The reason is simple. After waiting for news from Prince Qi, Rong Qing has no right to deal with Mo Yaohua even if she is a concubine.

Mo Yaohua was protected by Chu Xuanhan, and Rong Qingben didn't really want to deal with her, but she mentioned it out of her duty as the mistress.

Tonight, Chu Xuanhan visited her boudoir again. Mo Yaohua brought up the matter with grievance, hinting that he should resolve her status as soon as possible.

Chu Xuanhan comforted her, "Yaoyao, please wait patiently for a few more days. I will only propose to take a concubine after I have decided on the marriage."

It is common not to take a concubine before marrying a wife. It was a special case before, so he brought it up at the Princess's Mansion.

Since he failed to win over even the eldest princess at that time, he dared not mention it to Emperor Wenzong again and focused on selecting a concubine.

Mo Zhaohua was already engaged, so he had to marry someone else. There were too many choices and he needed to consider them carefully.

Mo Yaohua was getting anxious, "Liu Lang has been choosing a concubine for several months, but he still hasn't decided who to marry?"

Chu Xuanhan was very frank with her, "I failed to marry Mo Zhaohua, and I originally wanted her cousin."

Mo Zhaohua has only two cousins, one is Rong Yue, the granddaughter of the Duke of Fuguo, and the other is Princess Jiashan.

Mo Yaohua naturally knew it was Rong Yue, "Marrying her will also get the support of the Fuguo Mansion. After all, the Eighth Prince has been abolished."

Chu Xuanhan sat on the edge of the bed and held her, his hands restless, "But she hasn't reached the age of marriage yet, and Yaoyao can't wait any longer."

Mo Yaohua grabbed his wandering hand and said, "It was Yaoyao who caused trouble for Liu Lang. She wanted to help but ended up complicating things."

"How can this be considered a burden? Isn't Yaoyao devoted to me? Even my mother praised Yaoyao for her intelligence."

Chu Xuanhan took the opportunity to play with Mo Yaohua's soft hands, pinching her fingers and scratching her palms.

"Really?" Mo Yaohua's palms felt itchy from being tickled by him, and he clenched them into fists immediately, "Did Concubine Liang praise Yaoyao?"

Chu Xuanhan was still unwilling to calm down, "Your previous plan was very good, and it was beyond our expectations that it was destroyed by someone."

Mo Yaohua had long wanted to be recognized by Concubine Liang, and was overjoyed, "Liu Lang must have said a lot of good things about Yaoyao."

Chu Xuanhan blew air into her neck, "I only told the truth. It was Yaoyao herself who got the approval of the mother."

Mo Yaohua shrank his neck and said, "Liu Lang, you are so kind. Now, Liu Lang, do you have a favorite candidate for the main wife?"

"Mother is quite satisfied with the granddaughter of the General's Mansion, and I also think that the help she can provide is good."

Chu Xuanhan took advantage of the situation and tilted his head slightly, gently kissing Mo Yaohua's fair neck.

Mo Yaohua didn't dodge, "The power of the General's Mansion is similar to that of the Duke's Mansion, but Miss Yuchi..."

Chu Xuanhan continued to tease her skillfully, "What happened to Yuchi Jiyue? Did Yaoyao have any conflicts with her?"

"Yaoyao herself has no connection with her, but judging from the flower viewing banquet, Miss Yuchi seems to be in love with Liu Lang."

At the flower-viewing banquet, Mo Yaohua, in addition to exchanging glances with Chu Xuanhan, was also paying attention to who had the hope of becoming a concubine in the mansion.

Yuchi Jiuyue had never concealed her love for Chu Xuanhan, so she naturally noticed it and felt a little jealous.

Chu Xuanhan chuckled, "Silly girl, this king is handsome and charming, there are many women who are not moved by him, but this king only likes you."

Mo Yaohua thought about it and it made sense. Her Liu Lang was both civil and martial, gentle and modest, and handsome. Which girl wouldn't love him?

She turned her head and looked at Chu Xuanhan, her eyes charming and extremely seductive, "Yaoyao only loves Liu Lang..."

Chu Xuanhan held her and fell backwards, then turned over neatly and pressed her under him, "Yao'er..."

As the candlelight flickered, the drawn curtain concealed the beauty, and a piece of women's clothing was thrown out and fell to the ground.

***

At the end of May, the plum rain was still drizzling.

Chu Xuanhan's marriage was finally settled, and his first wife was Yuchi Jiuyue.

The imperial decree granting the marriage had been issued, and the Imperial Observatory had set the wedding date, which was September 28th, four months later.

Mo Zhaohua was extremely happy when she learned about this. This was exactly the Princess Qi that she liked, she couldn't be better.

Amber asked her puzzledly, "Miss, why are you so happy that King Qi has granted you a marriage?"

Mo Zhaohua smiled like a flower without realizing it, "Am I very happy?"

Pearl pursed her lips to prevent herself from laughing, "I can't even suppress the curled corners of my mouth."

"Ahem..." Mo Zhaohua cleared his throat awkwardly, "Then I'll be more restrained."

Amber asked, "Miss, you haven't told me why I'm happy yet. Please make me happy too."

"It's nothing serious. His marriage is settled, and he won't mention me when he mentions his love affairs in the future."

Mo Zhaohua didn't mention anything about Yuchi Jiuyue, he just found an excuse. She had indeed been an imaginary enemy over the years.

Chu Xuanhan clearly didn't love her, but he acted very much like admiring her, so much so that she was envied by the women who liked him.

Amber really believed it, "That's right, from now on those ladies can only be jealous of Miss Yuchi, and will no longer hate Miss."

Zhenzhu changed the subject, "I don't know what the Third Miss thinks. Her relationship with Prince Qi has not come to any conclusion yet."

Amber curled her lips and said, "Who cares what she thinks? Just don't cry in front of our lady. It's annoying."

Speaking of this, Pearl belatedly remembered something, "It seems that the Third Miss hasn't been here for some time."

Since returning from the flower-viewing banquet, Mo Yaohua has not come to Yixiayuan once. In the past, he came here every few days.

Amber was indignant, "It's better that she didn't come. Thinking of that flower viewing party, she almost hurt the young lady and I feel hatred."

She still felt a lingering fear every time she thought of that day. If there really was a Kapok flower in the sachet that day, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Even Mo Zhaohua had heard about Chu Xuanhan's arranged marriage, and Chu Xuanchi had naturally known about it a long time ago.

What he cared about now was Mo Zhaohua's reaction. After nightfall, he waited for Yueying's letter and opened it immediately after receiving it.

After reading it, he frowned and murmured in confusion, "Strange..."

Wuying didn't know the content, so he asked quickly, "What's wrong, master?"

Chu Xuanchi handed him the letter, "The General's Mansion can provide a lot of help to Chu Xuanhan, why is she happy?"

"This..." Wuying was also confused after reading it, "I can't guess what Miss Mo is thinking."

Chu Xuanchi was confused and worried, fearing that there was a trick, "From today on, have someone keep an eye on Yuchi Jiyue."

"Yes, master." Wuying responded and strode to the candlestick, removed the lampshade and prepared to burn the letter.

He was a little worried. Would his master letting Yueying monitor Mo Zhaohua like this pose any hidden dangers?

What if she is not Chu Xuanhan's pawn, but is sincere to her master, she will be very sad to know this, right?

"Ouch..." Thinking about this, Wuying didn't notice that the letter had burned out and the flames licked his hand.

Henry Chu noticed that he was in a daze, but instead of reminding him, he gloated over his misfortune, "You deserve it, I let you lose focus!"