You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

February 22nd is a good time to get married.

On this day, the wind was light and the clouds were light and cloudless. The streets of the ancient capital are draped in red and colorful, and the streets are covered with red makeup. 88 dowries snake out from the Zhengyuan General's Mansion, with no end in sight and no end in sight.

There were sounds of gongs and drums, bursts of firecrackers, and a wedding band of hundreds of people played festive and auspicious music. The Third Prince Ji Zimo, dressed in a dark red python robe with gold, rode a tall horse, looking handsome and high-spirited.

Both sides of the street were lined with people watching the excitement, looking at the luxurious and exaggerated wedding procession, counting the big red sandalwood boxes with envy, and whispering.

"Miss Lin is really lucky. Although she is a concubine, the Third Prince likes her and holds her dear to his heart."

"Isn't that right? Leaving the serious concubine alone and coming to marry Concubine Lin in person really gave Miss Lin a lot of face."

"Oh, so the strong-willed melon is not sweet. Miss Sheng's family is pitiful. I heard that there is only one servant over there to pick up the bride and marry him on behalf of the third prince?"

The wedding procession of the Miss Sheng family that the common people were talking about was in the next street.

One hundred dowry boxes stretched for miles, but only a dozen people came to marry.

There were no festive gongs and drums to clear the way, nor was there a handsome groom riding a tall horse to accompany him. If it weren't for the dazzling array of large red dowry boxes, it would be hard to tell that this was a wedding.

"Miss, the Third Prince has gone too far. Didn't he keep saying that he is most loyal to you? Does this mean he cares?"

Next to the sedan chair, the little girl Qiu Shuang curled her lips in grievance. She endured it again and again but still couldn't hold it in anymore. She took a few steps closer to the sedan chair and complained softly.

"That's right, it's too much. He only said that he was in trouble, but he didn't give you face, Miss. Who could know about your difficulties, Miss?" Xia Lu's eyes were also red. She had seen enough of the white eyes of the onlookers along the way.

Sheng Yuhua's head was dizzy, and the weight of the phoenix crown on her head, which weighed more than ten kilograms, made her neck sore. Looking at the bright red color, it seems that you can still see the two bright red hearts in the woman's hands.

Lifting the hijab and looking at the exquisite red wedding dress, Sheng Yuhua raised her hand and touched her chest.

The heart is still there and beating. There were no injuries on his face and his hands were intact.

Was everything just a dream? Or did she really experience rebirth?

Now her eyes are intact and there are no scratches from the armor on her face. It's just that she seemed to have had a long, long dream just now. Xiao Yue'er...

She murmured, and it seemed that she could still feel the hot body temperature of the little girl in her hands, and her almost invisible sobs could still be heard in her ears.

The sedan stopped, the curtain opened, and a pair of long, strong, well-jointed hands stretched out. The man's voice was as gentle as jade, elegant and low:

"Yuhua, I have wronged you, and I feel very sorry for you. You know my difficulties, and I will definitely make it up to you in the future."

Sheng Yuhua looked at the big hands that had given her countless warmth in her dreams, but in the end they pushed her into hell.

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds, but the man in front of him allowed his beloved concubine to ruthlessly rip out their daughter's heart.

Who would have thought that the handsome young man in front of him, as gentle as jade, could be as ruthless as a tiger and as hard as iron in the mainland?

If everything was not a dream just now, then his nanny would come to accompany him as he supported himself for a few steps. The noble Third Prince considerately supported his concubine Lin into the worship hall.

The little hands in Sheng Yuhua's sleeves were clenched into fists. If she had a knife in her hand, she would have wanted to kill the snake and scorpion prince with one blow.

But no, she still has family members she cares about. There is no need to risk the lives of her whole family for such a thing.

Sheng Yuhua took a deep breath. Whether what happened just now was a warning or a rebirth, in this life, she would never marry the third prince with a human face and an animal heart.

But now she is about to pay a visit to the church, how should she get out?

Thoughts were racing, but the worship ceremony was still going on in an orderly manner.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The emperor and the queen both looked happy, and the three newlyweds bowed and saluted.

"Bye husband and wife!"

It is unheard of for a prince to get married and his concubines to be together.

Everyone could see the attitude of the third prince when they welcomed the bride. When the time came for the couple to bow to each other, the third prince first bowed to Concubine Lin, which was expected by everyone.

But as a result, Sheng Yuhua's side became even more embarrassed.

The emperor frowned in displeasure, but only for a moment, his smile returned.

Although the emperor and queen were pressing down on him, the uncontrollable sneers from around him were still endless.

"Princess Mo, it's time to bow."

The Third Prince and Concubine Lin had already completed their husband-and-wife obeisances, and turned around to finish the ceremony with Sheng Yuhua. However, Sheng Yuhua's waist was straight at this moment, and the nanny who was accompanying her frowned displeasedly, secretly poking the soft flesh around Sheng Yuhua's waist, and whispered a reminder.