The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Yang Yuheng's mind began to be confused again.

He didn't understand why the Ninth Prince could represent Lu Jiuqing?

Although Lu Jiuqing has now reconciled, she has nothing to do with the Ninth Prince. What does he mean by being so blatant?

Yang Yuheng's forehead was sweating.

The Ninth Prince didn't look at him anymore, but instead looked at the bride standing next to him.

The bride's head is still covered with a red hijab, but her head is slightly tilted towards the direction of Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao paused, and then said to Chen Yuan: "You... are very important in her heart. If possible, she would definitely want to get you married in person."

Chen Yuan pursed her lips and said in a cold voice: "Who is to blame?"

Mo Xiao: "...blame me."

It's because he didn't discover the truth earlier, it's because he didn't handle things well, it's because he did cruel things to her.

Mo Xiao took a deep breath and said to Chen Yuan, "I want to do something for her."

He asked Qiuyue and Xia Ying to deliver the things: "This is a wedding gift for you. I wish you peace and happiness for the rest of your life."

He and Chen Yuan didn't deal with each other from the beginning. They didn't like each other. This was the first time he said such pleasant words.

"She treats you as her own sister, so you are also my sister. From now on, no matter what happens, I will always be your backing."

The Ninth Prince's voice was neither high nor low, just enough for everyone present to hear.

Everyone looked at the bride a little differently. Not only was she the daughter of the general's palace, there was also a ninth prince standing behind her.

With such a background, let alone ordinary people, even a prince must support him without any slights.

When they looked at Yang Yuheng again, their eyes became a little subtle, and at the same time they thought in their hearts: Yang Yuheng has married an ancestor.

After Mo Xiao said these words, he led the people to step aside and said calmly: "Continue."

The others looked at Yang Yuheng, who said bravely: "Then, let's continue."

They paid homage under the witness of the Ninth Prince, and Chen Yuan was taken into the bridal chamber that had been prepared long ago.

Yang Yuheng hurriedly came out to entertain the guests without even taking a sip of water.

Before the Ninth Prince left, Yang Yuheng hurriedly walked over and whispered: "Your Highness, could you please take a step to speak?"

Mo Xiao glanced at him, stood up with him, and followed him to the backyard.

As soon as they left, the guests in front suddenly became excited, everyone was talking about it, and they were all a little curious about today's events.

Mo Xiao looked at him: "Is something wrong?"

Yang Yuheng pointed to the new house and said softly: "A Yuan said that I have something to give you."

Mo Xiao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Yang Yuheng took out a letter from his arms and presented it to Mo Xiao with both hands. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "A Yuan said, this, this is lent to His Highness. Please return it tomorrow."

Mo Xiao quickly reached out and took the letter back: "Tell her for me that I will return it, thank you."

After saying that, he took the letter and left in a hurry, not even wanting to wait for a moment.

Yang Yuheng scratched his head, feeling a little confused.

He was so anxious during this period that he didn't understand many things, as if a hand was pushing him forward.

Sighing, Yang Yuheng resigned and went to the front hall.

There are still a lot of guests in the front hall waiting for him to entertain.

On the other side, Mo Xiao took the letter and left the Yang Mansion. He couldn't wait to open the envelope as soon as he got into the carriage.

Looking at each word word by word, Mo Xiao's eyes gradually dimmed.

The whole article is concerned about Chen Yuan, but not a word about him.