After redemption, he took away the luck of the future queen

As night fell, Pianheng took a shower and was about to go to bed, when Gu Jianxing suddenly appeared in her room.

"Why are you here? No one noticed you?"

Pian Huan pointed nervously at the door. The person she was talking about was specifically Huang. She could tell that Huang didn't look good on Gu Jianxing today.

Gu Jianxing was cold, with a trace of guilt in his complicated eyes, "Pianheng, I believe in you. As long as I am here, you don't need to take a test."

"Really? Rong Weishan held on to me just to humiliate me. The Minister of Dali Temple also wanted me to take a test, but his purpose was to restore my innocence. Do you think I should take a test or not?" ?”

Now that she talks about this matter, Pian He is also angry.

A woman from an aristocratic family has her eyes high above her head and her nostrils pointed upward. She does not take others seriously. She has not offended anyone, but she has been repeatedly plotted by others. In the final analysis, it is her status as the future Princess of Rongjun that is to blame.

But now, Gu Jianxing believes in her, so she needs to get tested even more. Wasn't it rumored that she and Gu Jianli had an affair in the past? After seeing her get tested, what else can those people say?

By then the rumors will be self-defeating.

Gu Jianxing wanted to say that there was no need for a physical examination, but when he saw Pian Huan's firm gaze, he stopped talking.

The two of them just looked at each other silently, with each other's reflection in their eyes.

Outside the window, the faint moonlight hung in the night sky.

"Pian He, does your mother dislike me?" Gu Jianxing hesitated but asked. He didn't feel at ease unless he asked clearly.

"Your Majesty, it's not that my mother doesn't like you, she is in awe of your identity, so she looked serious and solemn when she saw you." Pian Huan explained to Huang why she didn't look good to him during the day.

Gu Jianxing knew that Pian Huan was trying to comfort him. He could tell from Huang's attitude towards him that he was not happy.

But fortunately, Pian He's feelings for him haven't changed.

"Pian He, when will we get married next year?" Gu Jianxing came over, held Pian He's green-white fingers, and protected them in his palm.

Pian He was a little confused, wondering why he suddenly talked about getting married.

"Isn't this matter handled by the Ministry of Etiquette? The Emperor and Empress will get married next year. Our wedding can't be held before the Empress and Empress' wedding, right?"

Gu Jianxing nodded, Pian He was right, he actually forgot that the emperor had not married Princess Qingping yet.

Their wedding really cannot skip the emperor's wedding. It is best to wait for a while, or simply wait until the next year.

When he thought about having to wait another year to marry Pian He, he was unwilling to arrange the wedding after the emperor's wedding.

"Has the Ministry of Rites set a date for the emperor's wedding next year?" Pian Huan asked him.

It would be best if the emperor and empress get married in the second half of next year. Then, her wedding to Gu Jianxing can only be postponed another year.

"I heard that the Empress's wedding will be held in March next year. It was requested by Princess Yulong. Otherwise, according to the wishes of the Ministry of Rites, it would be best to arrange the Empress's wedding in August, so that the Ministry of Rites will have enough time to prepare for the wedding. matter."

"Oh."

It's March.

Pian Huan was a little disappointed after hearing this. The emperor's wedding should be arranged in August.

"Pianheng, our wedding is scheduled for September next year, right? There should be no problem with the emperor's wedding half a year apart." Gu Jianxing's eyes were shining brightly and he looked at her eagerly.

Can she disagree?

It seemed impossible, because her lips were blocked by his, and all her sounds were swallowed by him.

Spring is getting warmer and greener.

Pianhuan, Huang, Fanhua and Dijin went to Huangjue Temple in a carriage.

Along the way, there was a warm breeze.

"Pianheng, the weather has been so good these past two days. I guess spring planting has started at home, right?" Mrs. Huang looked at the green grass on the roadside and felt homesick.

Since arriving in the capital, I have either been worried about Huai Ye's marriage, or worried about the lawsuits my daughter Pian Huo will get into, and how my daughter will be burdened by her status as the future princess of Rongjun.

Life in the bustling capital is actually not as comfortable and comfortable as in Yushan County.

"Yes, mother, the spring planting has started at home." Pian Huan agreed, reaching out to pull the curtain to the maximum position, letting the early morning sunlight shine into the carriage compartment.

The weather is so good, the warm sun is shining, the willow trees on the roadside have sprouted some buds, and the delicate willow branches are swaying in the breeze.

She hasn't triggered a task in the system for a long time. It should be because her scope of activities is fixed in the capital. The Huangjue Temple she is going to now will not trigger a task in the system because she has been to the surrounding areas of Huangjue Temple. There are a large number of golden camellia trees, and there are no other rare plants in this area.

system:"……"

The host finally remembered it.

It thought the host had forgotten it.

Woo woo woo.

Pian He and Huang sat in a carriage and chatted all the way, recalling the past when they fled to Xiufeng Village a few years ago and the hard days they lived in Xiufeng Village.

Fanhua and Dijin listened all the way, but they didn't expect their master to have such a difficult experience.

When they arrived at Huangjue Temple, the four of them got off the carriage one by one. Wang San drove the carriage to the back hill of Huangjue Temple, where a special place was set up to park the carriage.

It was still early, and the people from Wuyang Hou Mansion hadn't arrived yet. There were not many pilgrims to Huangjue Temple at this hour, but it seemed that Huangjue Temple was a little deserted. Pian He and the others couldn't wait around, so they went to Huangjue Temple. We wandered around the temple and waited.

"Princess Wu'an?"

Ling Changlu's voice came from behind.

Pian Huan turned around and saw Ling Changlu walking towards her. There were many people walking with her. Among them, a sedan chair carried by four people was particularly conspicuous. On the sedan chair, a full-length man lay half-reclined. An old lady with gray hair and a lifeless appearance.

Pian He took the initiative to greet him.

"Princess Wu'an, is it really you? Looking at your back from a distance, it looks very much like you, so it turns out it's really you." Ling Changlu was very excited when she saw Pian He, and her eyes were shining brightly.

Ever since she got married, she was no longer able to go out as she pleased before. The reason why she was able to go out today was because she accompanied her grandmother to the Huangjue Temple to offer incense. Pianheng, how could she not be happy?

Mrs. Huang also came over, and Pian He introduced the two of them: "Chang Lu, this is my mother."

"Hello, Auntie." Ling Changlu gave Huang a formal junior salute.

Huang smiled lightly in return.

Then Ling Changlu also introduced Pian He one by one.

"Princess Wu'an, this is my grandmother, this is my mother-in-law, this is the second aunt, this is the third aunt, this is..."

Ling Changlu introduced to Pian He the old lady of Chongshan Hou Mansion, several madams and the rich ladies. Everyone got to know each other and met each other one by one.

"Princess Wu'an, are you here to offer incense too?" Ling Changlu asked.

"No, my mother and I came here to see my cousin's wife. We met for the first time today, so..." Pian Huan told the truth, and dozens of people from the other party stopped by the roadside and waited. She and Ling Changlu had a good relationship, so she couldn't deal with it or even deceive her friend Ling Changlu.

Besides, the two parties were meeting at Huangjue Temple today, and they didn't want to avoid everyone's attention. They might be bumped into by people from the Chongshan Hou Mansion on the way, so it was better to tell them earlier.

The following words, presumably even if Pian He didn't say them, everyone would understand after hearing them. It means that the horoscopes haven't been written yet, so don't say anything else.

"Oh, you go ahead and get busy. I'll go inside with my grandmother to burn incense." Ling Changlu kept a warm smile throughout the whole process, which shows how happy she is now.

"Okay, see you later." Pian He waved goodbye to Ling Changlu.