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It has been 27 days since the rebellion in the ** Palace. On this day, the entire Motan Palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons.Today is the day when the crown prince gets married. The crown princess's dowry is full of 120 boxes, which were carried from Wen's mansion around the capital to the East Palace.Not only that, the emperor and queens also gave makeup one after another. After leaving Motan Palace, they walked around the entire capital and carried it into the palace. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is ten miles of red makeup.

At the court meeting 26 days ago, the crown prince took full power to deal with King Jing’s treason case. Perhaps it was because he was about to get married soon. The crown prince has not yet dealt with the participants in King Jing’s treason case. He is just being held in a prison, probably waiting to get married. Dispose of it later.At the same time, the emperor also decreed that he was unwell and asked the prince to take charge of the affairs temporarily.In this way, the old foxes above the court didn't understand that the emperor had clearly delegated power, and it is estimated that he will pass the throne to the prince and become the emperor himself in a short time!

Because of this, the prince's marriage this time was particularly spectacular.

The concubine's Luanjia had already arrived at the East Palace. With the support of an old woman, a slender and slender figure with a phoenix crown and xiabei got out of the sedan chair. A red handkerchief was covering his head, covering his face.Mo Zhaoyuan was dressed in a golden red python robe, looking at the person who was being supported and walking towards him, a trace of tenderness appeared in his eyes.He walked towards the future crown princess, sent the old mother away, and walked into the hall with the crown princess' hand.

Mo Zhaoyuan felt that the other party's hands were a little cold and damp, and probably broke out in a cold sweat.As if to appease the other party's emotions, Mo Zhaoyuan gently shook his hand.

The person pulled by Mo Zhaoyuan is naturally Wen Qihuan.Instead of Wen Yihuan marrying into the East Palace, he was disheartened and even hopeless, but for some reason, when the crown prince took his hand and led him forward together, he felt a palpitation in his heart.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 45%, an increase of 5%."

When Mo Zhaoyuan heard the metallic sound in his head, his eyes sank slightly—this was a rare occasion, Qi Che's initial liking for him was so low, it was only 40%.But think about it, as a monarch, forced to marry the prince as a younger brother, no one would have a good impression of the prince.

Mo Zhaoyuan's mind moved slightly, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face.

The two came to the center of the hall, and knelt down on the two cushions according to the order of the ceremonial officer. The hands that were holding each other were separated, and a red silk satin was added in the middle, and each of them pulled one end.

The royal wedding is naturally somewhat different from that of ordinary people, but in fact it is not much different. After three prostrations, the bride enters the bridal chamber and the groom stays at the banquet to greet the guests.Probably because the crown prince is so powerful now, not many people dare to pour alcohol on him. His uncle Chu Yunze is one, the sixth brother Mo Hezhu is one, and the emperor Mo Yuanxing is one. No more.His brothers, except Mo Hezhu, were all afraid of him like a tiger, which made Mo Zhaoyuan laugh.

But there is nothing wrong with this, after drinking a few cups, Mo Zhaoyuan handed over the guests to Mo Hezhu to greet, while he walked calmly into the bridal chamber - located in the palace of the future princess, Huazhang Hall of the East Palace .

There were two other people in the bridal chamber besides the princess, one was the old lady who was brought into the palace by the princess, and the other was Xi Niang who was in charge of talking about whether she was born or not.As soon as Mo Zhaoyuan entered the room, the old mother retreated consciously, leaving Xi Niang inside.

Looking at the man with the red hijab sitting on the bed, Mo Zhaoyuan felt a subtle feeling in his heart, he wanted to laugh, but also felt a little sweet.Xi Niang handed him the joy stick, Mo Zhaoyuan raised his wrist slightly, and picked up the red hijab. Wen Qiche under the hijab made Mo Zhaoyuan laugh.

It was the first time he saw this man with makeup on.

To be precise, it was the first time he saw this person with such delicate makeup.

A little blush was applied on the cheeks, the brows were drawn with dark blue, and the peach-shaped eyes were outlined more charmingly, and there was a touch of vermilion on the lips...Wen Qiche was at this age She is still young, her facial features have not yet opened up, and the lines on her face are too soft. With this makeup, she is really amazing.

However, Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help but find it funny. He always felt that Wen Qiche was like this... how should I put it, it was as if a child was playing a prank. A bit pampered.

Maybe because he didn't understand why Mo Zhaoyuan wanted to laugh at him, Wen Qiche raised his head to look at Mo Zhaoyuan, but when he met those doting phoenix eyes, he couldn't help but blush.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 50%, an increase of 5%."

Even he himself didn't know why he fell in love with the prince so easily.

Xi Niang took out a plate of raw dumplings, handed it to Mo Zhaoyuan, and asked Mo Zhaoyuan to take a bite. Mo Zhaoyuan slightly opened his lips and took a bite. The raw dumplings were not tasty, so the stuffing inside was all vegetarian. Yes, I didn't bring the meat, otherwise I really couldn't eat it.

"His Royal Highness, will you give birth?" Xi Niang asked with a smile all over her face.

"Birth." Even though he knew that Wen Qiche would never have a child, Mo Zhaoyuan answered Xi Niang's question with a smile.

Xi Niang took the dumpling that Mo Zhaoyuan took a small bite of, and handed it to Wen Qiche: "Princess Concubine, take a bite!"

Wen Qiche opened his mouth and took a bite. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he didn't know if it was because the taste of raw dumplings was too unique.

"Your Majesty, are you going to give birth?" The smile on Xi Niang's face grew bigger and bigger, as soon as the Empress Dowager Concubine finished answering, his job this time was completed, and the reward was not small, which was enough for their family to live for a lifetime.

"...Sheng." Wen Qiche's voice was soft, coupled with the blush on his face, he seemed to be shy.

Xi Niang happily put away the raw dumplings, and wished the two of them a happy marriage for a long time, and of course the most important thing is to have a son early, and then she retired.The door was closed, and only Mo Zhaoyuan and Wen Qiche were left in the room.

Mo Zhaoyuan sat down beside Wen Qiche, only staring at him with a pair of slanted phoenix eyes, and did not speak.Wen Qiche blushed when he saw him. Wen Qiche in this life—or the young man who is still called Wen Qihuan—is just a 14-year-old kid who has never been out of the Wen residence. He watched, but no matter what, he couldn't help the shyness in his heart.

"His Royal Highness..." He pursed his lips, his voice was soft and timid.

Mo Zhaoyuan felt that this was Wen Qiche's faking. He never thought that Wen Qiche would have such a character—even if Wen Qiche in this life was treated like this by the Wen family, he should be as gentle and elegant as before. .Thus, Mo Zhaoyuan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Qiche's chin, and a frightening light burst out from his glass-like eyeballs.

"Xiao Huan'er is shy?" The frivolous tone and that "Xiao Huan'er" made Wen Qiche's eyes suddenly sink.

Only then did Mo Zhaoyuan show a faint smile, and with unconscious doting, he planted a feather-light kiss on Wen Qiche's brow.

"I know you are an elder brother. Originally called Qi Che, but later changed his name to Qi Huan." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at the 14-year-old Wen Qiche tenderly, but what he said made Wen Qiche pale instantly. Face.

"Your Highness..." His pupils shrank slightly, and those beautiful peach eyes were also stained with anxiety and fear. He was very confused. His Royal Highness knew that his good father and good brother Li Daitao were dead. intention!In other words, letting him enter the palace instead of Wen Yihuan, isn't it...

Wen Qiche thought of his eldest brother Wen Pinghe who was still imprisoned in the prison, and couldn't help biting his lower lip.

Mo Zhaoyuan was a little dissatisfied with his reaction, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Wen Qiche's lips, forcing the other party to loosen his teeth. "What are you afraid of? Huh?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and they became more narrow and upward, "Why don't you talk to Gu?"

Wen Qiche looked at the prince without blinking, and felt that he saw a trace of obvious fear in the other's eyes.

Shall I... speak out, tell him?

Wen Qiche himself was a little surprised why he hesitated about this.

It was only the first time the two met, and the other party also knew about their deception. What's more, his fear and worry were given by the other party-but Wen Qiche couldn't help but want to trust him. Each other, get close to each other.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 55%, an increase of 5%."

The two confronted each other in silence for a long time. Finally, Wen Qiche seemed to have made up his mind and said, "His Royal Highness, did you already know about father's plan?"

'What are you talking about? Mo Zhaoyuan originally wanted to ask this question. He was used to tentatively communicating with people, laying various traps in his peaceful words, but when he thought that the other party was Wen Qiche, he abruptly changed his answer.

"Yes." Being so blunt and blunt is hardly like Mo Zhaoyuan.

"Why didn't you stop all of this?" Wen Qiche was also slightly surprised by the other party's answer. His mood was quite complicated. If the other party stopped all of this, he would not need to marry Wen Yihuan; but if the prince stopped All of this, he...can't see the prince either.

"Why stop it?" The smile on Mo Zhaoyuan's face was light and faint, he touched Wen Qiche's face, the skin under his hands was smooth and delicate, which was different from the usual worlds.

"Your Highness, is there any intention?" Wen Qiche was a little dazed.

I always feel that the prince's smile is a bit distressing and sad...

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 60%, an increase of 5%."

"Is it... the Wen family?" Seeing that the other party did not answer, Wen Qiche asked hesitantly.In his opinion, there is probably only one reason for His Highness the Crown Prince to do this--if the eldest brother's involvement in the rebellion cannot bring down the Wen family, and then allow the Wen family to commit a serious crime of deceiving the emperor. In this way, the Wen family is afraid There is no possibility of escape.

"No." The tenderness in Mo Zhaoyuan's eyes made Wen Qiche's heart throb, "The reason why I let them do this is because of you."

Wen Qiche frowned slightly, and looked at the other party with doubts in his eyes, as if asking 'what do you mean? '

Mo Zhaoyuan kissed his forehead, the most precious kiss: "Yes, because of you."

He couldn't tell the other party now that the reason His Royal Highness allowed the Wen family to steal dragons and turn phoenixes to bully the emperor was simply because he liked Wen Qiche who was about to be replaced and sent to the East Palace.

"Okay, don't worry about it so much." Mo Zhaoyuan smiled slightly, "Qi Che doesn't seem like someone who would repay grievances with kindness, so you don't actually care that much about the Wen family, do you?" His eyes were full of understanding. "If you have to talk about someone you care about, maybe Wen Pinghe is the only one?"

Wen Qiche pursed his lips. Although he still didn't trust the other party intellectually, he couldn't help but tell the other party everything about himself.

"Yes." He finally nodded slowly, "The only thing I care about is my elder brother." Moreover, I only care a little bit about my elder brother.

"It's okay, I won't let him die." Mo Zhaoyuan promised in a calm voice.

Wen Qiche's eyes were bright, and there was a trace of joy in his heart that he didn't even understand.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 65%, an increase of 5%."

Why are you so happy...

I don't quite understand.

Mo Zhaoyuan's expression became more and more gentle, he kissed the corner of Wen Qiche's lips: "Let's rest early today!"

Wen Qiche nodded quietly when he heard Mo Zhaoyuan's words.

Thus, the wedding night in His Royal Highness's bridal chamber passed away peacefully.