After picking up a system

Two days later, Bai Shiyan's betrothal gift was delivered to Ling Han's small courtyard.

Ling Han entered the marriage-waiting mode.

Because Bai Shiyan had no maternal family, the emperor asked the empress to arrange his marriage.

When the news reached Mrs. Ling's ears, she took a sip of tea and said, "He is really good at climbing up the social ladder." He is as annoying as her concubine.

The Minister of Rites chose a date, the emperor nodded, and so the wedding date was set for the 19th of next month.

The Guiwei month and the Jimao day are good for getting married and praying for blessings.

The wedding dress was rushed out after working overtime, and Ling Han was embroidering her own veil in the yard.

Bai Shiyan would come here to stay for a while from time to time.

Everything is proceeding in full swing.

Ling Zhitian also behaved himself and didn't do anything naughty.

As long as Ling Han got married, her ultimate goal would be achieved. But Ling Han was really lucky, a concubine's daughter became a princess, while she, a legitimate daughter, was only married to a prince!

As expected, concubines are just as their mother said, disgusting, lowly and annoying.

Although Bai Shiyan was just a king of a different surname who had emerged out of nowhere, he was still a royal relative. Ling Buhuan had talked to Ling Han many times and gave him some rewards.

Ling Han was faintly delighted, which made Ling Buhuan nod with satisfaction. As long as she accepted his things, she would be easier to control.

He thought so, but Ling Han didn't think so. Once something was in her hands, it was hers. Was there any reason for her to take it back?

As for whether there will be troubles in the future, that is for my future self. Now I just need to accept the gifts well, let wealth make wealth, and money make money.

Lin Yuci remained the same as before, with no intention of winning over anyone.

In her opinion, Ling Buhuan was extremely stupid. It was unnecessary to bet on someone whom she had not taken care of for more than ten years, even if the cost was not big.

While she was preparing a dowry for Ling Han, she was also preparing a dowry for Ling Zhitian. Her eldest daughter had entered the palace as a concubine, her eldest son would inherit the family business in the future, her second son was being raised by his mother-in-law, and her youngest daughter was also about to get married.

It seemed as if half a lifetime of expectations had come true at this moment.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile.

......

The days passed quickly until the wedding day.

Ling Han got up early, dressed up, put on a veil and waited for Bai Shiyan to come.

On the bustling street, Bai Shiyan was riding on a big maroon horse, with a red silk hanging on his chest and a bright red robe, looking like a young man full of vigor and elegance.

The attendants scattered some silver and copper coins along the street, and the people watching the ceremony said blessings with smiles on their faces.

When they arrived at Ling Mansion, Bai Shiyan dismounted and waited for his bride to come out.

Ling Han was helped up and walked through the thresholds with his brows lowered.

Looking at the red figure that was surrounded by people, Bai Shiyan clenched his fists nervously.

The two of them have been together for some time, but they never thought that they would become husband and wife today.

Since there was no one above, the emperor and the empress acted as the elders. After three bows, Ling Han was sent to the room.

The house was decorated with lights and was very lively outside, but Ling Han and Chun Ya were the only ones inside.

The red candles were burning and the food was getting cold.

Chunya handed Linghan a few pieces of cake, and Linghan chewed them slowly under the veil.

The waiting time is always long, especially since Ling Han is hungry, which makes him even more irritable.

As the sun gradually moved westward, the ice in the house had melted into water, and the heated window panes had a peculiar smell.

Today's scorching temperature has subsided, and the noisy voices are fading away. Ling Han, who has been a vase for the whole day, is about to take a rest.

Someone knocked on the door, and then the person pushed it open and walked in without waiting for Chunya to open it.

Chunya looked at Bai Shiyan and swallowed the words she was about to scold him. He was her son-in-law, she couldn't yell at him.

Bowed.

Bai Shiyan stood up against the door frame and waved his hand: "Go down."

Chunya bowed and walked out.

It was so quiet that even the dripping wax from the candles made no sound.

Bai Shiyan moved, and there was finally some sound in the room.

Ling Han waited for him to come over and pick a veil for her.

The scale bar lifted the veil, and Ling Han raised his eyes to look at him.

The veil slipped from behind, and the hair accessories on her head swayed. The carefully decorated Ling Han looked like a delicate flower.

Bai Shiyan just felt that this scene was too shocking. He didn't know whether alcohol had any effect on it. Anyway, his head was dizzy now.

Ling Han just watched Bai Shiyan sway his body, and then fall on him.

The pressure was so severe that she couldn't breathe.

The back of her head was shaking so much that she pushed Bai Shiyan away and sat in front of the dressing table to take off her hair accessories.

After washing his face with clean water, Ling Han walked to the edge of the bed and patted Bai Shiyan, but there was no response.

Pull out the quilt and prepare to go to sleep.

......

It was already three o'clock in the morning when Bai Shiyan woke up. He looked at his clothes and then at the quilt on Ling Han, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

After taking off his coat, Bai Shiyan got into bed and hugged Ling Han.

......

Ling Han was awakened by Chun Ya. When he opened his eyes, he felt half of his body was numb. He moved, but felt helpless. Realizing something, he struggled to free himself from Bai Shiyan's arms.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ling Han looked at Bai Shiyan who was sleeping very soundly. He became inexplicably angry and slapped Bai Shiyan on the face.

As she thought, Bai Shiyan woke up.

Bai Shiyan looked up at Ling Han in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Ling Han said nothing and let him guess for himself.

Bai Shiyan sat up, stretched and yawned, then suddenly thought of something. He turned around and rummaged around on the bed, found a piece of white gauze, then took out a small bottle from his clothes, opened it and poured the liquid on the gauze.

Ling Han watched his movements, his mind a little confused. Why did they use this method to prove whether the two had consummated their marriage?

Can we tell just by looking at the blood? That's strange.

Wouldn't a special smell, an unknown liquid, the mental state of two people, or traces of marks on their bodies be more convincing?

Thinking of this, Ling Han did the same. She stretched out her hand and scratched Bai Shiyan's neck a few times, leaving faint marks. But she felt something was wrong. The marks were so fresh. It couldn't be that the two of them had exercised again in the morning.

Shameless.

Bai Shiyan, who was suddenly caught, looked up in confusion. The fake virgin blood had been poured out and he was packing up his things.

Ling Han said it was nothing. After all, even Bai Shiyan thought it was okay, so she, who was not a local, didn't need to worry too much.

It was almost time, so Ling Han let Chunya in.

The two washed up and prepared to enter the palace.

The carriage was rumbling along the avenue, with only Ling Han and Bai Shiyan in the carriage.

Walking along the street, there is no trace of yesterday's bustle.

The carriage stopped in front of the palace gate, and the two men got off the carriage and walked into the palace.