After rebirth, she became the prince's favorite

"Today is your big day, let's not talk about those unhappy things. Fei'er, put this pearl hairpin on your head, it will look better."

Zhou Yueran suppressed the pain of losing her son in the deepest part of her heart, and cheered herself up to continue dressing up her daughter, wishing she could take all the good things away for her daughter.

Yang Yufei's face wrinkled into a ball, and she begged for mercy again and again, "Mother, I already have so many pearls and jade on my head, it's so heavy that my neck is about to break, please don't let me wear pearl hairpins anymore, it makes me look like I only have beauty but no brains."

Zhou Yueran was amused by her and couldn't help but pat her face gently, "How can you praise yourself like this? Aren't you ashamed?"

Yang Yufei raised her neck proudly and said confidently, "I was born very beautiful, like a fairy. It's all because my mother gave birth to me well."

"Okay, put on your wedding dress. When the auspicious time comes, Mingjin will come to pick you up."

As the mother and daughter were talking, a maid's respectful voice rang out from outside the door, "My Lord..."

The smiles on Yang Yufei and Zhou Yueran's faces faded, and the atmosphere became solemn.

Both women had strong hatred for Yang Daoling for favoring his concubine and killing his wife, causing the only male in the Yang family to be stranded outside.

The man outside the door seemed to sense that his wife and daughter had resentment towards him, and asked cautiously, "Fei'er, can Dad come in?"

Yang Yufei looked at Zhou Yueran, only to see that her mother's face was covered with cold frost and she said nothing.

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Dad, come in."

Yang Daoling walked in, looking much older than before, with a hint of cautious flattery between his brows.

"Fei'er, today is your big day, and Daddy has a gift for you."

Yang Daoling handed her a thick stack of banknotes. "This is fifty thousand taels of banknotes. After you marry into the Zhennan Palace, you will need a lot of money. I hope these can come in handy."

Yang Yufei did not take it. She said quietly, "Dad, you should keep the money yourself. I have silver in my hand. If grandma knew that Dad gave me so much silver, her condition would definitely get worse."

Zhou Yueran took the banknotes and stuffed them into her daughter's hands, saying confidently, "Fei'er, keep them. These are what your father should give you. Otherwise, they would be spent on those concubines and your illegitimate sister. Why don't you take them?

Yang Daoling looked embarrassed. He knew that his wife hated him to the core. He felt bitter and regretful.

"Madam, I really want to be good to my daughter. I cherish the days I spend with you. I want to make up for what I owe you."

Zhou Yueran refused to even look at this man. Don't think that if you give your daughter tens of thousands of taels of silver, she will be soft-hearted and help him use his connections to get him reinstated. Dream on.

"Thank you dad."

Yang Daoling wanted to give his daughter some more instructions, but Zhou Yueran had already coldly ordered her to leave. "If there is nothing else, the Marquis will leave. Fei'er still needs to adjust her makeup and prepare her wedding dress."

Yang Daoling thought about the mess that had been made in the mansion because of his infatuation with Dong Yuanyuan, so he didn't dare to say those words of advice anymore and left his daughter's boudoir.

Zhou Yueran was worried that her daughter would blame her, so she immediately explained, "What your father said must have meant that you should serve your parents-in-law well and obey your husband. Fei'er, don't listen to him. A woman who is too sensible will have a hard life."

"There is a conflict between you and Mingjin. Don't be wronged. Cry when you need to cry, and throw a tantrum when you need to throw a tantrum. Don't let others bully you."

"Fei'er, your happiness is more important than anything else. If Yao Mingjin doesn't cherish you in the future, you still have mother. I will always be your safe haven."

Yang Yufei couldn't help but laugh, "Mom, I won't let myself be wronged."

The auspicious time soon arrived, and the sounds of firecrackers and string music rang out outside.

"Fei'er, it's time to get married. Put on your wedding veil. I'll help you get married later."

She did as she was told, holding her mother's arm, walked out of the room, crossed one door after another, and came to the main hall.

Yao Mingjin was already waiting for her there. After watching her bid farewell to her parents, he personally carried her into the bridal sedan and followed the wedding procession to the Prince of Zhennan's Palace.

When they arrived at the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion, Yao Mingjin held her hand, led her over the fire basin, and came to the wedding hall.

Yang Yufei could even feel the dense beads of cold sweat on his palms, and his excited and trembling voice rang softly in her ears.

"Fei'er, I've finally waited for this day. I'm really happy."

Under the red veil, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her voice was so sweet that it could almost squeeze water out of it, "I feel very happy too."

Amid the watching and blessings of many guests, she and Yao Mingjin naturally got married and entered the bridal chamber.

During this period, Yao Mingjin kept holding her hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Fei'er, I'm going to deal with the guests. Please wait for me for a moment. I'll be back soon." Yao Mingjin said to her reluctantly, with infinite love spreading in his heart.

"Ah."

Yang Yufei's heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of her throat. She and Yao Mingjin had already been married in her previous life, but the feeling this time was completely different.

Now she is willing to marry Yao Mingjin and wants to spend her life with him. She loves him wholeheartedly.

She thought Yao Mingjin would be away dealing with the guests for a long time, but in less than a quarter of an hour, Yao Mingjin came back.

He asked all the maids and old women serving in the room to go down, and he personally lifted her red veil. His scorching gaze almost melted her.

Yang Yufei blushed and felt shy when he looked at her. She couldn't help but said in a scolding tone, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is it because my makeup is too heavy today?"

"No, you are as beautiful as a fairy today. I must have accumulated blessings for several lifetimes to marry such a good wife like you. Fei'er, we are finally truly married. I am so happy."

Yao Mingjin held her hand and gave her a passionate kiss on her beautiful red lips until she fell into his arms as soft as a puddle of water.

"Are you hungry? Let's eat first. What's coming next is very exhausting, and I'm afraid you can't hold on."

Yang Yufei understood what he meant, and her whole body became hot and her heart beat faster.

In fact, except for the time in her previous life when she and Yao Mingjin were plotted against and broke through the last step, she is still a virgin until now. She can't imagine that they will have a deeper and more intimate relationship in the future. How will she face this man?

However, she and he had already been married, and everything that was supposed to happen was natural.

Thinking of this, Yang Yufei calmed herself down, followed him to the table, and picked up the chopsticks.

"Fei'er, don't eat yet. The food is cold. I'll ask the maid to take it away and bring new food up." Yao Mingjin stopped her. He couldn't bear to let her eat cold food.

Soon the maids waiting outside took the food away, and hot meals and dishes were served as soon as possible.

Yang Yufei had been hungry all day and her stomach was already sticking to her back. She no longer cared about being reserved and began to eat with relish.

Yao Mingjin looked at her lovingly and kept putting her favorite food into her bowl.

After she finished her meal, Yao Mingjin picked her up and walked towards the bed. His voice was filled with extreme desire, "Fei'er, it's time for us to be real husband and wife."

The messy clothes were thrown all over the floor, and the man's passion was like a volcanic eruption, and he couldn't stop at all.

Yang Yufei was completely immersed in the tender love he created. She was ignited by him again and again and forgot herself again and again.

"Fei'er, I love you. I really love you."

Yao Mingjin's eyes were burning. He pinched her soft and slender waist, kissed her, and expressed his love to her over and over again.

Yang Yufei's reason was devoured by the overwhelming joy. Her hair was wet with sweat and her face was flushed. She hugged the man's neck, tilted her head back, and let him do whatever he wanted to her.

"Ajin, I love you too." Her voice was so soft and sweet that it trembled, and it was like the most powerful medicine, driving Yao Mingjin almost crazy and immersing himself in her gentle arms once again.

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Yufei lay exhausted on the bed, closed her eyes and pushed away the man's hand, complaining coquettishly, "You are a dog, don't come again, I am very tired, please let me sleep."

Where did this man get so much strength to torment her this way and that, and he was never tired. In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore.