The prince and his concubines have a little princess

Zhao Qingzhi spent more than ten days waiting to get married in a comfortable and busy life, and she was nervous in anticipation. On the fourth day of the sixth day of July, she finally looked forward to the day of marriage with mixed feelings.

At this moment, she is sitting in front of the dressing table, Meng Qing is putting on makeup for her, and Xu Shi outside the yard directs the maids to rush around, all the scenes seem to be the same as in the previous life, but her mood has changed, looking at the mirror Looking at himself, the corners of Zhao Qingzhi's mouth rose slightly.

"Miss, you are very different today." Meng Qing laughed behind her.

Zhao Qingzhi was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Huh? What's different?"

Meng Qing swiftly inserted Zhao Qingzhi's hairpin, and said with a smile: "The former young lady was beautiful and refined, but today's young lady is so beautiful that even slaves and servants can't take their eyes off her. His Royal Highness King Jing must have looked at her even more. Understand."

Zhao Qingzhi gave Mengqing a bad look when she heard the words: "Damn girl, come and make fun of me too."

"How dare I, my servant, I'm just telling the truth, His Royal Highness Prince Jing, she was only able to marry such a fairy-like beauty as Miss because of her blessings in her previous life." Meng Qing smiled and took the earrings from the dressing table.

"Huqin again." Zhao Qingzhi smiled and took the earrings, and put them on with her head tilted slightly in front of the mirror.

Xing Jiu stood aside with a red hijab, pursed her lips when she saw the scene in front of her, and silently recorded the conversation between the master and the servant in her heart. Since King Jing entrusted her with this difficult task, her ability to remember things has become better and better up.

At this time, a little maid walked in from the door, Fushen said: "Miss, the second miss, the fourth miss and the fifth miss are here to give you a marriage."

Zhao Qingzhi was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked outside the window, it was not yet bright.

During the days when she was about to get married, the first house and the third house were surprisingly friendly to her. While she was puzzled, she also received a lot of wedding gifts.

Zhao Ziyin personally made a pillow handkerchief for her, embroidered with ducks and ducks playing in the water, the embroidery is excellent, and the thread used is unique to Huaiyin, which is very suitable for her.Zhao Zimo made her a wishful knot, and Zhao Ziying gave her a pair of Langhao pens tied with red bows.One by one, they all became intimate and friendly one after another, which was abnormal, but she asked Xing Jiu to check the presents, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Xingjiu, please let them in." Zhao Qingzhi suppressed the doubts in her heart, let them in, and stretched out her hand not to hit the smiling face. It is not appropriate for her to reject the door at this moment, just waiting to take a look at them What are the thoughts of the few, she believes that anyone who approaches with a purpose will slowly reveal his feet.

Xing Jiu hurried out upon hearing this.

When they were young, the three of Zhao Ziyin walked in one after the other.

Zhao Ziyin stepped forward affectionately, looked at Zhao Qingzhi in the mirror and said with a smile: "Third sister is wearing the auspicious clothes made by the prince and concubine, and it is becoming more and more difficult to look away. She is really beautiful. Ziyin hereby congratulates the third sister." My sister has a big wedding."

Zhao Qingzhiyu raised her hand slightly and attached it to the back of Zhao Ziyin's hand, and said with a smile, "Thank you Fifth Sister."

"The third younger sister will be Concubine Jing from now on. I don't know if she will recognize her when she sees us in the future?" Zhao Ziying asked.

The corners of Zhao Qingzhi's lips twitched slightly when she heard the words. If Zhao Zimo and Zhao Ziyin didn't harm her in the future, maybe she could still recognize her as a sister. As for Zhao Ziying, she and Sun ordered her maid Ruixiu to hit her into the pool. Just because of this, it is impossible for her and Zhao Ziying to be friends again. sisters.

"How can a family relationship be easily separated?" Zhao Qingzhi looked at Zhao Ziying with a smile. This woman is now coaxing her uncle to gradually distance herself from the Sun family, and she is already probing on the way to fight against the aunt. Judging from the current situation of the eldest room, this woman may really be able to do it. After retiring from the Sun family's marriage, if she no longer provokes her with bad intentions, she can kill Zhao Ziying for the sake of being an accomplice, but if the other party is determined to provoke her and her relatives, then don't blame her. She is ruthless.

"If you want to let go, it must be that the sisters have done something sorry to me and hurt my heart. That's why they let go. What do you think, second cousin?"

After hearing the first half of Zhao Qingzhi's sentence, Zhao Ziying's heart still calmed down a little, but after hearing the second half of her sentence, her heart arose again. For the sixth time, she felt that the second half of the sentence meant something. Could it be that Zhao Qingzhi knew what she had done before? ?

Zhao Ziying's complexion changed slightly, and she forced herself to calm down. Mengjie was dealt with, and it was impossible for Ruixiu to take the initiative to tell Zhao Qingzhi that Zhao Qingzhi probably didn't know that she was planning behind the sinking.

"Third sister is right, all sisters, take care of each other in the future, and never do anything to be sorry for each other."

Zhao Ziyin looked at Zhao Ziying's eyes with a flash of disdain. She lived in the east courtyard for the past few days and had already seen what kind of character Zhao Ziying was. Now that she heard the high-sounding words, she almost rolled her eyes.

"Third Sister, today is the sixth day of July, and tomorrow is the Qiqiao Festival on the seventh day of July. My little sister just came back, can I spend the first Qiqiao Festival with my third sister?" Zhao Ziyin stopped looking at Zhao Ziying, but turned around and put her arms around Zhao Qingzhi's. arm, asked sweetly.

Zhao Qingzhi was taken aback, pondered for a moment and said: "My sister just married into the palace, and tomorrow I don't know if the prince will allow me to go out."

Zhao Zimo heard the words from the side and said slowly: "Third sister is right to worry, our imperial capital usually returns to the house in three days, so it is not appropriate to go out to have fun at the house before returning, and I am afraid it will attract people's gossip."

Zhao Qingzhi looked at Zhao Zimo when he heard the words, and saw that his face panicked, so he smiled at him: "That's right."

"That's a pity, I can only look forward to being with my third sister next year." Zhao Ziyin said disappointedly.

At this time, Mrs. Xu came in with a hundred-year-old wooden comb, saw several people standing, and said: "Dawn is breaking, time is running out, Zi Yin, you go and sit in front, your sister is going to comb the hair of your grandchildren."

Everyone rushed out of the room after hearing the news, Mrs. Xu took her daughter and sat in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb excitedly and combed the strand of hair behind her that hadn't been coiled up until the end, muttering about a hundred years of good luck The children and grandchildren spoke, and tears came down after saying it, which made Zhao Qingzhi's eyes turn red, and she turned around and put her arms around her mother's waist.

"It's all mother's fault. Why can't I hold back the tears on the day of great joy, which made you cry with mother." Mrs. Xu wiped away her tears, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I have to eat later Where are the children and grandchildren?"

"Mother, let's hug again." Zhao Qingzhi hugged Xu greedily. Although she had experienced it once in her previous life, she would still be infected by Xu's emotions. Motherhood.

The Zhao family was proceeding in an orderly manner, but Jing Jing's mansion, except for the people who were busy, did not see Jiang Jingqiao, and Gao Qingyan and Lang Ke searched profusely inside and out, but they couldn't find it.

"I'm going to the Zhao Mansion to greet the bride soon, where can the prince go?" Gao Qingyan was sweating profusely as he stood beside the pillar of the side hall.

Lan Ke also panicked: "It's all my fault, I don't even know when the prince got up."

"It's gone in the mansion, it must have gone out, you wait in the mansion, I'll take two people to the place where the prince usually goes to look for it." Gao Qingyan walked out as he spoke, and as soon as he went up the corridor, he saw Jiang Jingqiao all dressed up Walked this way in the mud.

"My lord." Lan Ke and Gao Qingyan greeted him quickly.

Jiang Jingqiao raised his eyes, glanced at the two of them, and walked around them.

Gao Qingyan and Lan Ke looked at each other, worried in their eyes, and quickly followed, looking at each other, no one dared to speak up.

Jiang Jingqiao walked to the door of the bedroom and stood still, slowly raising his head to look at the already bright sky.She went to the imperial mausoleum at night and stood there for more than an hour at the place where Xiao An was buried in her previous life. Lifting her feet to leave, when she passed by the place where Zhao Qingzhi was buried in her previous life, she only stopped to take a look and then left quickly. No matter in her previous life or this life, that place was a thorn in her heart, and she felt a sharp pain when she touched it.

"What time is it?" Jiang Jingqiao looked at the open bedroom door and slowly asked.

Lan Ke heard the words and said hastily: "It's two quarters."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingqiao lifted her foot up the steps, and walked slowly into the dormitory. This dormitory was sealed by her for a period of time. Because of the big wedding, she had to reopen it after repeated persuasion from the Ministry of Rites. There are people in this dormitory. The shadow of her and Zhao Qingzhi's previous life also had traces of Zhao Ziyou's murder of her. Even if the bed was changed, it could not change her inner conflict.

"Your Highness, it's time to take a shower and change clothes. At every moment, I have to get up and go to the Zhao Mansion to marry the concubine." Lan Ke whispered behind Jiang Jingqiao.

"Let's go." Hearing what Lan Ke said, Jiang Jingqiao turned around and walked towards the side hall.

Lan Ke hurriedly ordered the maid to carry the bath water, and went to the side hall with the auspicious clothes.

At three o'clock, Jiang Jingqiao walked out of the side hall wearing an auspicious costume. She wore a silver crown on her head, and in front of her was a circular pattern of flowers with two pedicles embroidered with silver and gold thread. Inside the pattern was embroidered a four-clawed gold Boa is the gown python robe worn by the prince when he was married.

Because Jiang Jingqiao's face was cold, the servants lowered their heads one by one, not daring to breathe loudly, anyone could see that His Royal Highness Prince Jing was not very happy.

"Congratulations to Your Highness on your wedding!!" Gao Qingyan led the crowd to kneel down and congratulate.

"Get up." After Jiang Jingqiao said, he raised his feet and walked forward. The places he passed were decorated with lights and festoons. He was so unhappy. Jiang Jingqiao looked at the scene that was roughly the same as in the previous life, and sighed slightly in his heart: "Zhao Qingzhi, you must not let me go." I am disappointed. '

Jiang Jingqiao left the mansion, everything was ready outside the gate of the mansion, Jiang Jingqiao lifted up her robe and got on the chariot that the prince would take for his wedding with the support of the servant of the Ministry of Rites.

As soon as Jiang Jingqiao sat firmly, a gong was played in front of him to clear the way, and the drums and music filled the sky for a while.

From Prince Jing's Mansion to Zhao's Mansion, many common people stopped to watch this prosperous wedding.

Jiang Jingqiao rested his forehead with his left hand, closed his eyes slightly to rest himself, and opened them slowly after he parked in the Zhao Mansion.

In front of the gate of the Zhao residence, Zhao Yongzao led his three sons and a group of grandchildren to wait. When Jiang Jingqiao was about to get off the car, he pulled up his robe and knelt down.

"Your Majesty is welcome, a thousand years ago, a thousand years ago."

Jiang Jingqiao tried hard to open his sleepy eyes, stepped forward and looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him, and stretched out his hand to help Zhao Dongxi up.

"Today is the wedding day of this king and Ling Ai. It's a special day, so Master Zhao doesn't have to kneel." Jiang Jingqiao had a good impression of Zhao Dongxi, but she had an even better impression of Mrs. Xu. , she also cared a lot about her, in the whole Zhao Mansion, she only liked Mrs. Xu, and Zhao Dongxi could also look at her.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhao Dongxi bowed in return in fear.

At this moment, Zhao Qingzhi had already covered the red hijab and was sitting in front of the stool waiting, when the little maid in front eagerly ran in.

"Ma'am, miss, His Royal Highness Prince Jing has arrived."

When Zhao Qingzhi heard this, her right hand tightly squeezed her left hand, her hands trembled slightly, and she married Jiang Jingqiao again. Although she was in a different state of mind, the tension still filled her heart.

When Mrs. Xu heard the words, she gently helped her daughter up, and said softly: "Go to the front and say goodbye." After saying that, she personally helped her daughter out of the room.

Zhao Qingzhi was helped into the flower hall with her head covered, Zhao Yong and others were already seated in the flower hall, while Jiang Jingqiao was arranged to wait in the front hall.

Zhao Qingzhi bowed down slowly, before her knees landed, she was supported by Zhao Yong.

Zhao Qingzhi stood up straight, and was supported by Mengqing to turn around. Although she couldn't see it, she knew that she was facing her parents at the moment. With red eyes, she gently lifted the royal concubine's auspicious clothes, knelt on the ground, and bowed three times , was supported by both Zhao Dongxi and Xu Shi.

Zhao Qingzhi stood up straight, clasped the mouth of the pot with both hands, and heard people kneeling down one after another.

"The old minister led the Zhao family to bow down to the princess, hoping that the princess will be happy in everything in the future, and she will live a happy life." Zhao Yong said, bowing his head and worshiping under the watchful eyes of the officials from the Ministry of Rites.

Zhao Qingzhi caught a glimpse of her parents kneeling in front of her from under the hijab, and she couldn't help turning slightly to avoid them, with a faintly choked voice: "Grandfather and grandma, parents, please get up quickly."

Everyone stood up respectfully after hearing the sound.

Seeing this, the officials from the Ministry of Rites shouted loudly at the entrance of the flower hall: "After the ceremony, Princess Jing is out of the cabinet!!!"

After the words were finished, Xing Jiu and Meng Qing supported Zhao Qingzhi and walked out of the flower hall slowly, down the steps, and walked towards the front hall step by step.

Jiang Jingqiao stood in the front hall with her hands behind her back, and when she heard the officials from the Ministry of Rituals singing the salute, she turned her head slowly. When she turned her head, she saw Zhao Qingzhi holding the hem of her skirt with her left hand, stepping up the steps step by step. So familiar, Jiang Jingqiao couldn't help taking a few steps forward, stood in front of Zhao Qingzhi for a long time, and then slowly stretched out his hand under Lan Ke's reminder.

Seeing the hand under the hijab, Zhao Qingzhi pursed her lips, exhaled lightly, and put her hand on Jiang Jingqiao's. In this life, she will never let go of her hand again.