The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Northern Border City, Zhao Mansion.

A sneeze.

Jia Jue rubbed his nose and sneezed.

"Your Highness, I have caught a cold." Zhao Yue hurriedly asked Jia Jue with concern.

Everyone also looked at Jia Jue worriedly.

Jia Jue held a pivotal position in their hearts, and even in the hearts of the people of Shenglong Province.

If he sneezes, the whole Shenglong Province will really shake three times.

Yes, Saint-London.

These are new provinces formed by voluntary mergers of Sasanian, Dashi, and other minor states.

From the name, it can be seen that all this is because of Jia Jue.

But at this time, Jia Jue had left Shenglong Province and returned to northern Xinjiang.

He is here to bid farewell to everyone in Northern Xinjiang and give Zhao Ting an explanation.

He smiled at everyone: "I have a very strong body, so how can I catch a cold. Nine times out of ten, relatives at home are talking about me."

With his current physical strength, let alone ordinary cold and heat, even if he is thrown to the North Pole, he will not feel cold.

He has already reached the point where the cold and heat do not invade.

Everyone laughed, Li Yun stroked his beard and said:

"This is human nature. Your Majesty and the empress will miss you when His Highness has been away for a long time. In addition, all the princesses and concubines are pregnant and are about to give birth. How can you not miss Your Highness?"

Jia Jue said with a smile: "What General Li said is very true, therefore, this Palace put aside all matters in Shenglong Province and set off to return to Beijing."

Zhao Yue quickly said: "Your Highness, don't worry, Shenglong Province has Shenglongwei and several powerful people sitting in the town, coupled with His Highness's divine power, it is sure to be foolproof."

Jia Jue did not bring Shenglongwei, Yinyang, Jiweitong and others with him when he came back this time. Firstly, he really wanted them to stay in Shenglong Province for a period of time. Secondly, he planned to bid farewell to everyone in Northern Xinjiang Use special means to return.

Jia Jue smiled, and suddenly glanced at Li Yun.

Li Yun heard the strings and knew the elegance, and immediately asked Zhao Yue: "Where is Tinger?"

"She doesn't like this kind of scene, so she went back to the house." Zhao Yue replied.

"However, Ting'er is not young, so I don't know if the marriage will be settled?" Li Yun asked.

Zhao Yue took a sip of wine and shook her head: "She is stubborn by nature, ordinary people look down on her, and I don't know what to do!"

"Didn't she once say that men in the world are not in her eyes?" Li Yun asked.

"Hey, don't mention it, don't mention it!" Zhao Yue waved his hand and drank another glass of dull wine.

He is also very worried about Zhao Ting's marriage.

Li Yun said with a smile: "That was in the past, but at this time, there is a man in the world that no one can match."

Zhao Yue was taken aback for a moment, blinked, and looked at Li Yun inexplicably.

Isn't Jia Jue the only man who is unmatched in the world now?

Li Yun quickly winked at him.

Zhao Yue's heart skipped a beat, and he said hastily: "In the world, only Your Highness can be said to be incomparable, but my little girl, how can I be worthy of Your Highness!"

Jia Jue smiled and shook his head:

"General Zhao's words are wrong. Miss Zhao is innocent and cute. She is really a rare good girl."

Zhao Yue was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly followed Jia Jue's words:
"It's rare that His Highness will not give up. It's better to let her act as a female history and serve His Highness."

He didn't dare to directly say that Jia Jue married her, he could only say that he was pretending to be a female history.

Jia Jue smiled and shook his head: "General Zhao is serious. Miss Zhao is a rare talented woman. How can she be a female historian? If General Zhao does not give up, I am willing to marry Miss Zhao."

Hearing his words, Zhao Yue's eyes widened, and he stood up suddenly, almost turning the table over.

"Your Highness, are you serious?" He asked excitedly.

Li Yun quickly said: "Confused, you are not joking!"

Zhao Yue slapped himself in the face, Jia Jue is the crown prince, but he is also a king, so naturally you have no jokes:
"The last general made a slip of the tongue, and please ask your highness to come down."

Jia Jue smiled: "General Zhao doesn't need to be too polite, I don't know about this, what does the general think?"

Zhao Yue looked at him happily: "Your Highness can look up to my little daughter, it is a blessing she has cultivated in several lifetimes, how can the general refuse to agree."

"Good! Good! Talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven! A match made in heaven!" Li Yun laughed loudly.

Zhao Yue also couldn't stop laughing, he dragged everyone at the banquet to drink, and soon passed out from drunk.

But in his drunken dream, he was still smiling.

It is a great joy for Zhao Ting to marry Jia Jue.

……

A few days later, the Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Ting sat on the bed, her head was covered with red silk, and her hands were tightly twisted together, looking extremely nervous.

She is naturally nervous because today is her wedding day.

Yes, after Zhao Yue agreed to marry Zhao Ting to Jia Jue, not to mention the Zhao family, the entire Northern Xinjiang city became busy.

As a girl who grew up in Northern Xinjiang, Zhao Ting represents not only the Zhao family, but also the entire Northern Xinjiang.

The marriage between her and Jia Jue was not only a matter for the Zhao family, but also a major event for the entire Northern Xinjiang.

Girls in northern Xinjiang can marry Jia Jue, and they have a bright face, so they spontaneously organized and held a grand wedding for Jia Jue and Zhao Ting.

It is indeed grand, not only the city of Beijiang, but almost the whole of Beijiang has come.

Most of the people in Northern Xinjiang are generous, and they also sincerely love Jia Jue, so they naturally want to take advantage of Jia Jue's wedding day to have a drink with Jia Jue and send their blessings.

As a result, a drink lasted for two days and two nights, and it was only at this time that there were signs of gradually dissipating.

This made her both worried about Jia Jue's health and nervous about her own marriage.

Just when she was in a complicated mood, the door was pushed open, and a figure walked into the room.

She tensed up instantly.

She really wanted to ask how Jia Jue was doing and if she was okay after drinking so much, but she was afraid of breaking the marriage rules.

For a while, he was extremely at a loss.

"I'm fine, but I'm worrying you."

At this moment, a familiar voice rang in her ear.

It was Jia Jue.

Hearing his voice, for some reason, she instantly relaxed.

"Your Highness, you've drank so much wine, how can you be okay, take a rest, I'll go and prepare some hangover soup for you." He thought for a while, and stood up.

Her words made Jia Jue smile slightly:

"My bride, you haven't taken off your red silk, how can you go out? Don't worry, a little wine is nothing to me."

"Your Highness, are you really all right?" She still asked a little worried.

Jia Jue smiled, lifted her hijab, and poured her a glass of Hebei wine.

"If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you." Jia Jue said after taking a sip of the wine.

Zhao Ting also drank the wine, her face flushed slightly: "How do I prove it?"

Jia Jue leaned closer to her ear: "That's it."

In the next moment, he pushed Zhao Ting down.

"Your Highness, I am finally your wife..."