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

"Yuhua..."

The third prince also frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure in his eyes.

Hearing the reminder, Sheng Yuhua raised her hand lightly and lifted up the red phoenix-painted hijab, revealing her alluring face. Her phoenix eyes were slightly moist, her red lips were lightly parted, and she was a bit stubborn in her grievances:

"When the prince marries Yuhua, is he a wife or a concubine?"

Everyone around was whispering. It was the first time they had met wives and concubines attending the ceremony at the same time. It was also the first time they had seen the bride lift her hijab in public.

Facing the third prince Ji Zimo's surprised eyes, Sheng Yuhua had a sore nose and dark eyes:

"Yuhua remembers that the emperor gave Yuhua, a daughter of the prosperous family, the royal concubine of Prince Mo. But today, the prince came to greet Miss Lin. When they first entered the wedding hall, the bride who was helped in by the prince was also Miss Lin. When the couple paid their respects, the prince first Salute Miss Lin, and then Yuhua. Yuhua is not talented, but she also knows a little bit about the etiquette of poetry and calligraphy. Maybe royal etiquette is different from that of the people. The side concubine is no longer a small concubine, but more important than the main wife. Is it important?"

Sheng Yuhua's questioning made Ji Zimo's complexion turn green and white, then white and black. He had comforted her before entering the house, but he didn't expect that Sheng Yuhua would suddenly get angry at this time. The emperor...

He raised his eyes and secretly glanced at the emperor who was sitting high up. Sure enough, his face was gloomy, and the dragon eyes staring at him were as if they were tempered with ice.

"Yuhua, I..."

Ji Zimo looked over with a resentful look in his eyes. If it were the past, Sheng Yuhua would definitely compromise and understand his difficulties.

However, the scene just now was bloody and cruel. Sheng Yuhua now wanted to go to Ji Zimo, so how could she become soft-hearted because of his aggrieved look?

"If King Mo doesn't want to marry Yuhua, he can actually say it clearly. Today's saints are wise and will definitely not force others to make things difficult for them. Isn't it wrong to be a mandarin duck?"

Sheng Yuhua said with a look of grievance. At this moment, a pretty figure ran over quickly, grabbed Sheng Yuhua's sleeves, her pretty face turned pale, and she scolded breathlessly:

"Second sister, have you lost your mind again? How can you say that? You and King Mo are married by imperial decree. If the prince regrets the marriage in anger, your reputation will be lost. Who will dare to marry you then?"

Looking at the eldest sister with an angry and anxious look on her pretty face, Sheng Yuhua pulled back the sleeve that was grabbed by her without leaving a trace, her phoenix eyes lightly focused:

"Sister, although the marriage was granted by imperial decree, do you really not know how King Mo treats me?"

"I..." Sheng Yujiao hesitated for a moment, lowered her voice and persuaded:

"Second sister, it's not like you don't know about King Mo and Lin Shiyin. I've never seen you making things difficult before. What are you trying to do now? Besides, your reputation has been ruined long ago. If you don't marry King Mo, who else can you marry? "

"The ceremony will be completed now. Second sister, you should hurry up and salute.

If King Mo gets angry, it’s hard to say whether the position of the concubine can be saved..."

Sheng Yujiao's voice was not loud, but Ji Zimo, who was close, heard it clearly. His eyes flickered, and it seemed that it was not impossible to change to a new concubine.

In the past, my father was unwilling, but now that Sheng Yuhua is making such a fuss, the royal family also wants to save face, right?

Sheng Yuhua looked at the anxious eldest sister, then at the unpredictable Ji Zimo, and smiled sadly:

"Sister, is Yuhua so unbearable in your heart? Doesn't it mean that no one wants me, Sheng Yuhua, except to marry King Mo?"

She turned her eyes slightly and glanced at the crowd of people watching. However, all the young nobles she looked at lowered their heads slightly.

Sheng Yu is gorgeous and beautiful, but it's a pity that who would dare to accept the woman who was once King Mo?

A bunch of cowards!

Sheng Yuhua sneered in her heart, and her eyes fell on the only man at the scene who looked calm and did not lower his head to avoid her gaze - the idle prince Ji Minghan!