After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Liu Yunxiang didn't sleep well that night. He felt bumpy and bumpy, more like being in a carriage than lying on a bed. But she was very sleepy and couldn't open her eyes.

She was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw bright red curtains hanging above the bed. She was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the room. Red silk stickers with happy words were hung everywhere.

And this is not her room at all.

"Jinyan!" She called out quickly, but no one answered.

At this time, there was a lot of excitement outside, and someone shouted: "The wedding team is here!"

Liu Yunxiang shook his head subconsciously, but he was not dreaming. She moved her legs and feet on the bed, and then slowly stood up.

When I came to the door of the room, I saw through the crack in the door that the yard was as festive as the house, and there were many people there, but in such a joyful atmosphere, these people didn't smile much.

There was another blast of horns, and firecrackers crackled at the door, and then the wedding team came in. The yard was full of people, and a wedding sedan was placed in front of it.

The crowd was buzzing as the Xi Po said something, then opened the curtain to welcome the newlywed bride out and sent her into the east room.

As soon as the gongs and drums stopped, although lanterns were put out and red silk was hung everywhere, everyone remained silent, as if they were rushing to a funeral.

At this time, Zhou Lihuai and Zhu Qingjia came over, both of them looking sad.

"What happened to Lao Qi?" Zhu Qingjia asked.

Zhou Lihuai shook his head, "I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"His house was strictly guarded by his adoptive father's people. Only my father went in to treat his injury. He just shook his head and refused to tell me the details of his injury." Zhou Lihuai spread his hands and said.

"Could it be true..."

"The Queen Mother, Your Majesty, and the Queen have all sent people to inquire about it, but I'm afraid it really won't happen. The wedding will go ahead as scheduled, which is also the intention of Your Majesty, in order to bring happiness to the seventh child."

The two of them talked and entered the main room. Liu Yunxiang was shocked, so this is the Yan Mansion!

Who brought her here?

Why bring her here?

Why didn't Zijin stop him?

Liu Yunxiang had no way of knowing. She pulled the door and it was locked from the outside. She came to the window and tried to open it, but the window was also nailed shut.

On the round table in the room were wedding cakes, some dried fruits, and a pot of tea.

In this way, until the evening, the sky became gloomy and the outside started to be lively again. Liu Yunxiang looked out through the window and saw Po Xi carrying the newlywed bride out, who was about to pay her respects.

But without Yan Mu, he has never been seen.

Because she is marrying a concubine, she can only carry a small sedan chair, and there will be no red makeup to entertain guests. In this way, it still gave the uncle's house face.

It's just that the groom didn't show up, so the wedding was too deserted and simple.

After three prayers, no one was planning to get married. When Xipo was about to send the bride back, someone stopped her.

Liu Yunxiang took a closer look and saw that it was Murong Lingyi, Princess Zhaohua of the Princess's Mansion.

The corners of her mouth curled up, thinking she was in for a good show.

"Miss Yuan, my cousin is injured and cannot pay homage to you. I don't know if the marriage is complete."

Xipo laughed dryly, "Of course it's done..."

"Is this the princess I'm asking about you?" Murong Lingyi shouted coldly.

Na Xipo was startled and shrank back behind Yuan Qingyue, not daring to speak any more.

"Princess, if you are happy, please drink two more glasses of wedding wine."

Yuan Qingyue turned around after speaking, and Murong Lingyi suddenly lifted her hijab.

This move shocked everyone present. Two ladies came forward, one advised Murong Lingyi and the other helped pick up the hijab.

"Princess, it's such a happy day, it's not easy to make a fuss about it," the lady said.

"What's wrong with me? I just want to toast this side lady." She emphasized the word 'side'. It was obvious that she was determined to win the wife of the wife, but she also hated this side wife.

Yuan Qingyue looked at the glass of wine in Murong Lingyi's hand and frowned, "Princess, I am too drunk."

"Why, you don't drink the wine that this princess proposes to you?"

Everyone in Yuanqing Yuejian's courtyard looked at her, because everyone in her uncle's house was dead and no one supported her. She endured the embarrassment and reached out to take the glass of wine.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, Murong Lingyi splashed it directly on her face.

"Ouch, why did you splash it on your face?" Murong Lingyi sneered.

Amid the sighs, Yuan Qingyue wiped her face and turned back to the east room.

Liu Yunxiang shook his head and smiled. Murong Lingyi had more than this trick. She had learned a lot in her previous life. At that time, she was still only the person around Yan Mu, and Yuan Qingyue was already married to him, which made Murong Lingyi even more jealous.

Late at night, the guests dispersed.

Liu Yunxiang tried to knock on the door, "Is there anyone? Let me out!"

At this time, she heard footsteps, getting closer and closer, and subconsciously took two steps back. Then I heard the sound of the door lock being banged, and then the door slowly opened.

When she saw the person coming, her eyes widened suddenly.

The person who came was more shocked than she was, and frowned, "Why are you here?"