rich little concubine

The palace is full of guests, but the Lord is missing.

Zhenbei Wang Ran's ink seal did not appear, and there was only one person who worshiped, how could he worship?Wouldn't he, Ji Ziyang, become a joke in the eyes of everyone.

"Princess, the lord is unwell, please ask the concubine to pay homage alone." Xue He stood aside and said loudly.

Some of the people present snickered, some were indifferent. It's not that they haven't seen this scene before, and it's also expected. The last time King Zhenbei got married by order, it was the same.

Everyone knows that the king of Zhenbei has never shown his face in the past three years, nor has he been to the court. It is a rare thing to show up for a mere male concubine who is sick.

It's just that they can watch a joke about the male concubine for no reason, and these people also enjoy it.

Ji Ziyang smiled indifferently, without making any noise, he worshiped the heaven and earth alone, and then bowed down to the position of the imperial palace. The previous old king of Zhenbei had passed away long ago, so naturally there is no such high hall. Facing the current emperor, It was only natural for the current prince's uncle to bow, and then he bowed to the air again.

These three worships are the ceremony.

There was a snort from the crowd, and someone laughed out loud. The one who had the guts to laugh at the Prince of Zhenbei at this wedding ceremony was naturally the arrogant Princess Jiarou.

Contemptuous and disdainful eyes swept over Ji Ziyang's body back and forth, before the ironic smile on the corner of his mouth could be retracted, he said: "The princess is really kind, she is so calm when she worships alone."

The meaning of ridicule was very strong, and some powerful daughters behind the princess also snickered.

Before, when he passed by the hall, he glanced at her hastily. The princess had a prominent status, naturally surrounded by many girls, very eye-catching, so he specifically asked Ah Liu, and found out that she was the emperor's favorite princess, named Jiarou.

Jiarou has been sticky to Ran Mofeng since she was a child, and she is a frequent visitor to the house, but since she came back from the prince's battlefield, she has never seen her again, and every time she comes, she is rejected every time.

It is not okay to be ridiculed and insulted by her now, but I have to find some face for myself, so I replied with a smile: "It is natural, it is my blessing to be married to the prince, how dare I have any dissatisfaction, but the prince In private last night..."

With an expression of shyness on the verge of speaking, Ji Ziyang omitted the following words, and secretly held his breath for a while, making his face turn red, and he lowered his head and bit his lips lightly.

While despising and spurning himself in his heart, he appeared shy at the same time. He was about to vomit himself if he did so. Maybe it was worthwhile to be angry with the arrogant princess and not offend her with words.

Who doesn't understand what he means? Everyone has different expressions and is very shocked. Jiarou immediately lowered her face and asked: "You mean Brother Feng has seen you? How is it possible! How is it possible for him to see you!"

Ran Yanjue on the side pulled La Jiarou to keep her from losing her composure. The princess has always been arrogant and indulgent, but losing her temper at this big wedding banquet also lost the princess's dignity and the royal majesty.

Jiarou gave Ji Ziyang a hard look before giving up.

Ji Ziyang didn't say much anymore, what's the use of this kind of brother and sister's jealousy on him, let her high-ranking princess be able to laugh at others at will, why not let him make up nonsense to save face!

After worshiping, someone led him back to the original house. When passing by the Blood River, he only heard the man whispered a warning: "Princess, please respect yourself!"

Does his prince know if he has been out or not?

Ji Ziyang stopped immediately, stood in front of Xuehe, and said without shame: "Now I am a princess, and humiliating the princess is the same as humiliating the prince. How can I not want the face of the prince? I also made this decision for the sake of the prince. Thank me!"

After speaking, he turned his footsteps and had already walked far away. Xuehe stood where he was and his mouth twitched, nonsensical!

"Young master, you are too..." Shameless these four words lingered in Xiaomu's mouth, he didn't have the nerve to say it, and he dared to say those unclear words in front of everyone.

"You, it's time to change your tune, we can no longer address you as young master." Luan'er stood aside and reminded.

As soon as Ji Ziyang returned to the house, he took off his shoes and lay on the bed with his legs crossed. Anyway, there was no one else here, and Ah Liu stood guard outside the door, waving his hands casually: "Don't, don't, a man is called Concubine, I'm so shocked, I'm still used to calling me young master."

The two agreed, looked at their young master's indecent posture, and wanted to remind him a few more words, but he turned over and yawned, and dozed off.

Before dawn, they were pulled up and tossing and tossing. They didn't stop for a moment. They must be tired, so the two of them retreated lightly and closed the door.

The wedding banquet in the palace is full of people and well-organized. Ji Ziyang's current role is a newlywed, and he doesn't need to worry about it today. If he doesn't take a nap right now, how will he deal with the damn wedding night at night? .

It would be best if the sick prince didn't come. If he came...Ji Ziyang's mouth curled up, then he should 'serve' him well.

He didn't sleep deeply at first, but when Luan'er called him, he woke up, but it was already dark outside, and he couldn't sleep anymore, so he had to arrange his clothes and sit quietly while waiting, warding off other people.

The longer the time passed, the more impatient I became, and I felt a little more uneasy. I couldn't help calling Xiaomu in, raised the small bag in my hand, and asked, "Are you sure you've done it?"

Little Wood immediately patted his chest, and swore to promise: "Young master ordered, I naturally took care of it carefully, and I asked clearly. The shopkeeper said that this medicine is very effective. As long as it is stained with a little bit, ten people will take care of it." It's nothing to worry about, young master, you can rest assured."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help feeling worried: "But on this first day... will the prince blame you then? How will you explain it to the prince? Or... don't use it..."

"Why buy it if you don't need it! How can money be wasted like this!"

Ji Ziyang looked up and down at the dull wood, believed him for a while, then waved his hand to let him back out, picked up the jug prepared on the table and poured a glass, and then poured all the small packet of medicine in his hand into the jug Li, shake well and pour another glass.

The one on the right has medicine, and the one on the left has myrrh. He recited it silently several times in his heart, and he was relieved only after he remembered it firmly.

Seeing the young master's serious and serious expression, Xiao Mumu was a little unsure, and he left the door and was still thinking about it. Did he ask clearly when he bought it?

It should be very clear, he has repeatedly said that it is used by his young master to get married, and the dose is larger, and the effect of the medicine is stronger.

The shopkeeper smiled and took out an exquisite and small box from behind the counter immediately, his eyes gleaming, even with a trace of obscenity, and said: "Since it is for marriage, you might as well buy mine, the effect is worse than that." It is a hundred times stronger, not to mention one person, even ten people are not a problem, my wife often quarrels with me, but at night, as long as I use this, she will be subdued by keeping it, and even the next day she will be soft A shrimp with legs, a cat that can’t walk! That’s called meekness.”

"Okay, then I'll buy it!"

Luan'er saw that little Mumu was distracted, and called out: "Brother Mumu, what are you thinking?"

Xiao Mumu chuckled: "It's nothing, nothing, just help the young master with his affairs, and then think about how he will praise me tomorrow."

Luan'er looked at his silly look, covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Ah Liu glanced at them lightly from the side, folded his arms and said nothing.