The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Gu Fanqiu saw the reluctance and loneliness in Fan Yue's eyes when she stepped out of the house. He felt extremely sad, but he couldn't cry. He could only hold it in until he had no strength left. Yuan Mo, who was standing by, felt a pang in his heart, so he took Fan Qiu in his arms and they both hugged each other.

Others would never think that this couple is a happy event, but just think that they are selling their children.

"The road from the Third Prince's Palace to the Prince's Palace is so long. Yue'er must have cried secretly in the car." Fan Qiu said while sobbing softly.

Yuan Mo placed his palm on Fan Qiu's arm and stroked it up and down to comfort him, and sighed softly, "This Chen Liang has rules. The royal family is not allowed to welcome the bride when they get married."

Fan Qiu leaned in Yuan Mo's arms and nodded. Fan Qiu knew this. When the royal family got married, the bride had to walk step by step to the front of the groom. At the time of Yuan Mo and Gu Fan Qiu's wedding, when Yuan Mo saw Gu Fanqiu's figure, he couldn't help but take two steps forward. These two steps have always been criticized.

No wonder Yuan Mo has difficulty achieving great things.

"Miss, lift your feet," Cuitao reminded.

"Ah."

Wang Yueran experienced the pain of leaving home for the first time in her life, and she felt really uncomfortable. It turned out that leaving home and leaving the house she was used to living in were two different things.

Fan Yue glanced at the red stool under her feet and stepped on it. When she stood still and was about to lift the curtain, a hand stretched out from behind the curtain. It was slender and white as jade.

The hand lifted the curtain slightly from behind, and Fan Yue saw Yuan Yi inside.

The phantom in the dream appeared before his eyes. Fan Yue was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something and went in.

Yuan Yi felt that Fan Yue was like a red flower blown down by the strong wind, falling beside him.

"My sister said that the royal family cannot welcome the bride." Fan Yue asked with her little face raised.

"I'm not an ordinary royal family member. I'm the prince, a very arrogant one." Yuan Yi said as he approached and deliberately raised his eyebrows. The tone and expression made Fan Yue happy. She smiled with her eyes narrowed and the corners of her mouth raised.

The moment Yuan Yi opened the curtain, he saw the loneliness and sadness in the girl's eyes, so he just wanted to make her laugh. It was really nice that he could make her happy.

Fan Qiu and Yuan Mo, who had been staring at Fan Yue getting on the car, were both shocked. "Is it the prince?" Fan Qiu asked in a low voice. "Yes, the prince." Yuan Mo also answered softly.

Gu Fanqiu was shocked at first but then felt relieved. Yuan Mo next to him whispered, "Not having guests has its advantages." He felt a little envious.

The carriage had already traveled for some distance. Because they were in a hurry when they got into the carriage just now, Fan Yue sat a little close to Yuan Yi. The two of them had their red sleeves folded together, like layers of petals.

The car was wide, but the two of them were a bit crowded. However, neither of them moved, nor even withdrew their arms, letting their sleeves get tangled together and turn red.

Fan Yue lowered her head and occasionally looked up at the golden beads shaking in front of her. She didn't notice it when she first got on the car, but now that she calmed down, she realized that she and Yuan Yi had only met a few times, and hadn't stayed so close to each other for so long.

"I'm sorry for not giving you a grand wedding." Yuan Yi said.

Hearing Yuan Yi talking, Fan Yue turned her head to look over and saw that Yuan Yi still had his hair loose today, but the red dress on his body was not as deep and dark as the red in Linrui Palace, but a light red that was lively and festive.

He still looked the same, making people feel flustered at a glance, but at this moment his eyes did not show any joy.

Fan Yue then remembered what he had just said, and replied, "No."

No?

After Yuan Yi said that, he kept waiting for Fan Yue's answer, but he never expected that his own Crown Princess would stare at him in a daze. Fan Yue's silly look was too cute, so Yuan Yi didn't ask any more questions and just watched.

But then I heard Fan Yue reply with this sentence,

"No." Yuan Yi nodded, his eyes a little lost.

Seeing Yuan Yi nod, Fan Yue realized that her words were ambiguous, and hurriedly replied, "I like it the way it is now."

Yuan Yi tilted his head when he heard that. Fan Yue continued, "I don't want a grand wedding. I just want it like this now."

Because, because in Wang Yueran's world, getting married means the groom has to come to the bride's house to pick her up, from one home to another.

Fan Yue's words were so true. The two of them were very close, and Yuan Yi could even see Fan Yue's eyelashes trembling slightly under the golden bead curtain.

Originally, Yuan Yi felt that he was very reckless for dragging her to his side like that. Even if there was a little bit of unhappiness in her eyes, he would feel that he had made a big mistake and was too willful.

But she said it clearly at this time, she said, I like it.

At this time, Fan Yue tilted her head back, and Yuan Yi gently fiddled with the bead curtain on Fan Yue's forehead, causing it to part in the middle, revealing Fan Yue's white forehead. Yuan Yi's fingertips were slightly cool, and Fan Yue felt very comfortable.

The tenderness in Yuan Yi's eyes was like warm water, which made Fan Yue couldn't help but relax. However, Fan Yue felt that this style at this moment was very similar to a straight bangs with a middle part, which must not look good, so she lowered her head and let the bead curtain return to its place.

Seeing two blushes on Fan Yue's face, Yuan Yi knew that his lovely Crown Princess was shy again, so he stopped teasing her and turned away obediently, but the two of them were still standing tightly together without moving.

The car slowly drove to the main street and it became noisy outside.

"This is the Crown Princess' float. I've never seen a Crown Princess married this way."

"The Third Prince's Palace is really luxurious, with so many dowries."

"Guilt."

People of all kinds and with all kinds of voices take advantage of their numbers and act with impunity.

"I heard that Miss Fan Yue was very beautiful and was originally going to marry the Seventh Prince."

"This is such a beautiful lady, but this prince is so wicked."

The noise outside was becoming more and more chaotic and louder. The Prince's residence was holding a wedding reception today, but there were no soldiers involved, so the people watching the fun talked even more excitedly.

Cuitao held the fox and glared at the crowd with a sullen face, while Yuxiao looked indifferent as if he heard nothing. Yu Liao, who was driving the carriage, was scanning the crowd with his eyes, taking note of the harsh words and those who spoke a lot.

In the car, Yuan Yi turned his face to the side, lowered his eyes and said nothing. He had heard this kind of sound many times, the buzzing sound of low whispers and chaos, and he had been like this since he was a child.

He felt that these voices would never affect him in the slightest, but for some reason he didn't dare to look up at this moment, nor did he dare to look at Fan Yue's expression.

When he was sad, Yuan Yi felt that the person next to him stood up. When he looked up again, Fan Yue had already thrown herself into his arms, warm and soft. Yuan Yi was also stunned.

I saw Fan Yue in my arms stretching out her arms and covering her ears with her two soft little hands, with a little force.

Yuan Yi looked at Fan Yue in his arms. She was even more shy at this moment. Her eyes behind the beaded curtain did not dare to look directly at him, but she still lay firmly in his arms. Yuan Yi felt that his heart was about to melt, so there was no sadness at all.

Fan Yue felt angry when the noises rang out, but she couldn't lift the curtain and curse at the people on the street. Firstly, this action was too disrespectful of her image and her sister would definitely not forgive her.

Secondly, those people didn’t know their own hearts, didn’t know whether they were willing, or whether they were filled with joy. They were just sympathetic, and since they had no way to block the source of the sound, they just wanted to block Yuan Yi’s ears.

"You, don't listen to them," Yuan Yi heard the Crown Princess in his arms speak, and nodded obediently.

Fan Yue had never thought that it would be so comfortable to lie in Yuan Yi's arms. He smelled so good, like the scent of flowers, but not as strong as the usual floral scents. His scent also had a woody scent similar to that of white birch trees, as quiet as a deep forest after a heavy snowfall.

It smells good anyway.

Fan Yue felt that his mind was free of distractions and he was just conscientiously covering his ears.

But Yuan Yi thought that the little guy in his arms was about to fall asleep, so he put one arm around Fan Yue's waist and patted her on the back with the other hand.

During this month, Fanyue was really tired and couldn't sleep well at night, but at this moment, Gu Fanyue just felt that her whole body was relaxed and comfortable, which was even more useful than the most expensive incense.

The little hand on Yuan Yi's ear slowly loosened. Yuan Yi didn't know what kind of magical power this pair of soft hands had. He could no longer hear any sounds from outside, but he could clearly hear the breathing of his own Yue'er in his arms.