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

"Han'er, you...did you just personally promise to marry Miss Sheng?"

The emperor was worried, wouldn't Ji Minghan regret it just after he agreed? He shouldn't have wasted his time by issuing an imperial edict. It would have been better to directly drag the couple to bow to each other and send them to the bridal chamber to complete the etiquette.

Seeing the anxious and uneasy look on the emperor's face, Ji Minghan said in a lukewarm voice:

"It's too easy."

The emperor didn't understand at first, make do, what make do?

Didn't Ji Minghan regret it?

At this time, everyone was confused, but Ji Minghan, who looked calm, kindly explained:

"How can I, Ji Minghan, get married? Prince Han's palace has to prepare for the wedding next month."

Hearing this, the emperor's heart finally fell to the ground. He also glanced at the lively and festive wedding hall and spoke loudly:

"Han'er is right. The arrangement here is a bit of a compromise. Let's get married next month."

"Oh, my health is not good as I get older. I am tired. Queen, let's go back to the palace first."

Seeing that the emperor was about to leave, the third prince Ji Zimo stepped forward to block the emperor's way and asked eagerly:

"Father, Yuhua is my official concubine. You personally ordered this."

Ji Zimo glared at Ji Minghan hatefully, could his father be more partial?

Just because he said "I will marry you", will the princess whom I am marrying have to let go?

"Mo'er, Yuhua is right. I am not an ignorant person. Since you don't like her, you better not force her."

As the emperor spoke, he patted Ji Zimo's shoulder affectionately and advised with sincerity:

"I understand what you are thinking. Don't worry. When the Lin family girl gives you a son and a half, it is not impossible for her to become a concubine."

Ji Zimo: Is this what I care about? Have you ever asked me for my opinion in giving my princess to someone else?

The emperor and queen had returned to the palace, and the atmosphere in Prince Mo's mansion was quite solemn. Sheng Yuhua pulled off the red hijab, took off the heavy phoenix crown, and turned around to leave. The little girl Qiu Shuang hurriedly raised her hand to take it, following closely behind Sheng Yuhua.

The moment he passed by Ji Zimo, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed Sheng Yuhua's arm.

Sheng Yuhua turned around and looked into Ji Zimo's starry eyes that were unwilling to accept their grievances:

"Yuhua, haven't you always understood my difficulties? How could you...?"

Sheng Yuhua tugged at her sleeves, but because the man was using too much force, she actually didn't pull them out. Her eyes turned cold, and she wanted to tear off her sleeves and leave. However, the fabric of the wedding dress was too good. No matter how hard she tried, the wedding dress had long sleeves. Still intact.

"King Mo, please respect yourself!"

As soon as Sheng Yuhua finished speaking, a strong wind hit him, and with a flash of silver light, Ji Zimo felt severe pain in his wrist. He hurriedly retracted his hand, a small dagger trembling in his wrist, and bright red blood burst out. Someone in the crowd screamed in surprise, and everyone turned pale with fear.

"She said, respect yourself."

The faint voice resounded in everyone's ears. The man sitting alone looked at Ji Minghan with long eyes, and his voice was calm, as if he was talking about his family's shortcomings.

Sheng Yuhua was shocked and a little flattered. She faced Ji Minghan, bowed slightly to thank him, turned around and left.

The red wedding dress flutters in the wind, and the skirt flutters, creating waves of red waves.

The servants in the courtyard who came to deliver the wedding ceremony bent down and lifted up the hundred dowries, walked out of the gate of Prince Mo's Mansion, and turned around to return to the mansion.

There were people outside the door who were waiting to see the excitement that had not yet dispersed. They were all confused when they saw Miss Sheng leaving with her dowry.

Sheng Yuhua had just walked a few steps when a boy rushed over, stopped in front of Sheng Yuhua, bent down and saluted, his tone was polite and distant:

"Miss Sheng, my master said that Ping Anan doesn't like to be restrained. Since you are Princess Han who has been granted a marriage by the emperor, please come to the house as soon as possible to get acquainted with them. If you can't even serve them, Princess Han still won't do it. Whatever."