The villain boss is not easy to mess with

Chapter 30 You Are the Biggest Patient (30)

Tang Qian wanted to say that she was actually not that noble.

"Qian'er, if you feel wronged, tell grandma." The old lady took her hand.

Tang Qian shook his head.

"Grandma, I really want to marry. Prince Ping is my savior. Without him that night, I would not only lose my life, but also lose my chastity. The Tang family is not someone who doesn't want to repay their favor."

"However, there are many ways to repay your kindness."

"But King Ping doesn't need anything except someone who is willing to marry him."

The old lady had nothing to say.

Although Shen Muting's status was embarrassing and he was ridiculed by others, but as a prince, he did not lack anything.

Tang Qian continued to comfort her: "I was given a marriage, and I'm still a concubine. The Tang family shouldn't be offended. As for me, grandma doesn't have to worry, I don't care at all. The emperor gave me a marriage, and it's not that I don't want to marry. Then why let grandma waste a favor?"

"Qian'er..." the old lady sighed.

"Grandmother, you can happily send me off to get married."

The news that the Fifth Miss of the Tang family was married to King Ping quickly spread in the capital. Some people pitied her, while others made fun of her.

But these are not important to Tang Qian at all.

On the contrary, Tang Yue'er, who lived in a suburban courtyard and had a miserable life, was extremely excited.

She felt that Tang Qian was so pitiful that she married that Jingdu joker, she was still a sick child, and her life would definitely be worse than her in the future.

The resentment of so many days finally seemed to find a gap to vent out.

Tang Qian didn't know that she was being compared to others, she was looking at the dowry.

These are all prepared by the emperor, and they must be available. The Tang family will not be negligent, and the dowry given to her is too much to count.

Although the married person is not favored by everyone, but these are enough to make people jealous, and they have face.

On the day of the wedding, there are ten miles of red makeup, and brocade silk from the two houses is hung high.

Sitting in the house, Tang Qian put on a crimson red wedding dress, with a phoenix embroidered with gold thread hanging on the skirt, hovering in a circle, holding beads in her mouth, each round and white, and the sleeves of the skirt are also patterned with gold thread.

"One comb, comb to the head; two combs, comb to the tail; three combs, comb to white hair and eyebrows..." The auspicious words linger in my ears.

Tang Qian just looked at himself in the mirror.

Exquisite makeup makes people look better, and looks better than usual. The bright red lips are like a delicate cherry, and the corners of the eyes are covered with a layer of pink rouge, which makes the starry eyes less sharp and more soft.

The black hair was gathered up and coiled into a bun, and the golden steps with double discs were swayed and inserted into the hair, moving gracefully. After covering the face with the hijab, Tang Qian's sight was vaguely blocked.

She lowered her head and could only see the beautiful skirt and a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet.

This is married?
Tang Qian was a little erratic, everything seemed so unreal.

She was taken to meet the old lady, and then there was the so-called father and the second mistress.

"Qian'er, if you have any grievances, come and tell grandma, don't bear it yourself." The old lady wiped her tears and choked up.

"Don't worry, grandma, my granddaughter won't let herself be wronged." Tang Qian replied.

Say goodbye and board the sedan chair.

On the tall horse in front of the sedan chair, Shen Muting was sitting with a warm expression. He was also dressed in a crimson wedding dress, except for a belt embroidered with gold thread patterns, there was no other embellishment, and a crimson headband was still tied on his head.

Only when Tang Qian appeared between getting on the sedan chair, his gaze stayed on the girl. After that, those black eyes didn't care about everything around them, and the corners of the raised eyes still had a faint charm.

(End of this chapter)