Transformed into a vicious concubine? Being led by the eldest sister is annoying

Bai Qingsong felt extremely heavy-hearted after leaving the clan house.

Back home, facing the bustling preparations for the wedding, he found it difficult to smile.

Bai Chenyan in the clan house gradually became numb after experiencing the initial despair and pleading.

Every day he lay on the smelly haystack, looking at the ceiling of the cell, his mind wandering.

He began to recall every detail of his life from childhood to adulthood.

He thought of his mother's doting on him when she was still alive, his father's teachings, and his own willful behavior in the mansion.

His current fate seems to be fate's punishment for him.

Occasionally, the sounds of quarrels and fights among other prisoners would break his meditation.

His body became increasingly weak, and due to long-term malnutrition and the worsening of his wounds, he developed a high fever.

"Someone come, save me!" he shouted weakly, but the only response he got was cold silence.

In the Zuo Xiang Mansion, Bai Qianqian and Han were also busy preparing for Bai Jinyan's marriage.

Bai Qianqian would occasionally think of Bai Chenyan who was imprisoned in the clan house.

But it was just a fleeting thought about what he had done before.

It was hard to generate much sympathy for her.

And the heavy snow finally stopped.

Let everyone cheer.

Even at the moment when the snow stopped, many people ran out excitedly, crying and laughing.

But Bai Qianqian had a sad face.

Rebuilding after a disaster is not easy at all.

The snow has stopped, and we can build a girls' school after the snow melts.

As the days passed, Bai Chenyan's condition in the clan house became more and more serious.

His consciousness began to blur, as if he saw his former high-spirited self, calling the shots in the mansion.

"This is all my own fault..." He muttered to himself, his voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Finally, one day, the jailer of the clan house found Bai Chenyan unconscious.

They hurriedly carried him out of the cell and tried to save him, but his body was already extremely weak and his life was in danger.

When the news reached the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, Bai Qingsong frowned, feeling mixed emotions.

But it is also clear that Bai Chenyan cannot die yet.

Therefore, whether he is willing or not, he must be rescued.

Bai Qingsong went directly to the Imperial Hospital to find three imperial physicians.

Take people to the clan house.

At the same time, in the clan house, Bai Chenyan's condition continued to deteriorate.

He was sometimes conscious and sometimes unconscious.

He kept repeating, "Dad, I was wrong, I don't want to die..."

The group arrived at the clan house.

Without Bai Qingsong's order, the three imperial doctors squatted down and took Bai Chenyan's pulse.

The three of them looked very unhappy.

One of them frowned, shook his head and said, "Prime Minister, the young master's condition is very critical. Whether he can survive depends on his luck."

After hearing this, Bai Qingsong felt even gloomier.

"This cell is not suitable for recuperation." The imperial physician said again.

Bai Qingsong frowned, but finally sighed, "I know, I will go to the palace to ask the emperor for help."

His original intention was to teach Bai Chenyan a lesson, not to kill him.

royal palace.

The emperor naturally also heard the news that Bai Chenyan was seriously ill.

So when Bai Qingsong came to beg for mercy, the big hand agreed immediately.

He didn't want to push the left prime minister into a corner.

Although I know that Bai Chenyan is not Zuo Xiang’s biological son.

But seeing that the Left Prime Minister wanted to protect the person, he decided to let him go.

Bai Chenyan was still taken back to the Left Prime Minister's Mansion.

Neither Bai Jinyan nor Bai Qianqian cared much about this.

Just multiple people.

And given Bai Chenyan’s current condition, he has no chance to cause trouble.

In the following days, Bai Chenyan was on the brink of life and death.

While the Left Prime Minister's Mansion was busy with Bai Jinyan's marriage, it was also concerned about Bai Chenyan's condition, and the atmosphere was particularly solemn.

Finally, as everyone expected, Bai Chenyan's condition improved slightly.

He slowly regained consciousness, and when he learned what his father had done to save him, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Dad, I will definitely turn over a new leaf in the future and never let you down again." Bai Chenyan said weakly.

Bai Qingsong looked at him, his eyes filled with relief and worry: "I hope you can remember this lesson."

As Bai Chenyan's condition stabilized, the Zuo Xiang Mansion gradually returned to its former tranquility.

As Bai Jinyan's wedding date approaches, the mansion is filled with an atmosphere of joy and anticipation.

The wedding day.

The eastern sky had just begun to turn pale when the Left Prime Minister's Mansion was already brightly lit and bustling with activity.

The servants in the mansion were moving around in every corner, their faces filled with joy.

In the boudoir.

Bai Jinyan sat in front of the dressing table, while the nanny and maids behind her were carefully dressing her up.

Her cascading black hair was gently tied up and decorated with dazzling gold hairpins and pearl flowers.

The exquisite makeup makes her already beautiful face look like a fairy from heaven, with her eyebrows lightly raised, her lips red, and her eyes full of shyness and anticipation.

Her wedding dress was made of the finest silk and was embroidered with great detail.

The pattern of the flying phoenix is ​​lifelike, the blooming peony is gorgeous and charming, and every stitch and thread is full of blessings and auspiciousness.

The red silk swayed gently, sparkling with dazzling light, as if telling of the solemnity and sacredness of this marriage.

Bai Qianqian came to her sister's room early and directed the maids to put all kinds of jewellery in order.

She also carefully checked the dowry items to make sure nothing was missed.

Her face was filled with a joyful smile, but there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes.

Bai Chenyan was lying in his room.

Although his body has not fully recovered, his thoughts have already flown to Bai Jinyan.

He silently cursed Bai Jinyan in his heart.

"Bai Jinyan, you will be a widow. Both you and the Sixth Prince must die!"

As the time approached, joyful voices could be heard from outside the mansion, getting closer and clearer.

The Sixth Prince rode a tall horse, followed by a long wedding procession. The scene was extremely grand.

The sounds of gongs, drums and suona in the team intertwined together and resounded through the sky.

When the Sixth Prince stepped into the mansion, Bai Jinyan slowly stood up with the help of Bai Qianqian.

She wore a red veil and had a graceful figure as she walked towards the door step by step.

The people from the Left Prime Minister's Mansion followed behind, their eyes filled with blessings and reluctance.

When they reached the door, the Sixth Prince stretched out his hand and gently took Bai Jinyan's hand.

Bai Jinyan placed her hand in his palm with a slight tremor. At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.

Under the gaze of everyone, Bai Jinyan was carefully helped into the bridal sedan.

The moment the curtain of the sedan fell, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

These tears reflect reluctance to leave family, as well as longing and expectation for future life.

Following a shout of "Lift the sedan", the wedding procession started playing joyful music again and marched towards the Sixth Prince's residence in a mighty procession.

Everyone in the Left Prime Minister's Mansion stood at the door, looking at the bridal sedan chair going away, and were reluctant to leave for a long time.