The daughter of the first wife is a black lotus, reborn and remarried to kill

Li Shuyue was feeling irritated. She looked towards the wedding procession of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion in the distance. She lifted her veil and asked the bridesmaid in disbelief, "Is the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion's Shen Shizi really going to welcome the bride?"

"Your Majesty and the Queen personally sent the Third Miss off to marry, how dare Master Shen not go to welcome her?" The bridesmaid didn't understand why she asked this, and hurriedly helped her put the veil back on, "Fourth Miss, you are the bride, hurry back to the sedan chair. Don't lift the veil casually, it's unlucky!"

After hearing this, Li Shuyue became even more anxious.

This shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't Shen Changyun have been punished by the emperor for riding his horse into the streets last night? How come he can go and pick up Li Qingqian safely now?

Because the wedding procession of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was long, Jiang Lin's team coming to pick up Li Shuyue was inevitably delayed for some time.

This made Jiang Lin, who was unwilling to marry Li Shuyue, even more impatient. At the same time, he was relieved that he could escape from reality for a while. In his heart, the person he should marry today was Lingling.

After the team from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion left, their team slowly walked in the opposite direction.

The Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion distributed wedding bags and candies as if they were free, like a red rain all over the sky.

Passersby followed one after another, blessing the children all the way. Even the children who followed behind to pick up candies kept saying words of blessing.

Li Qingqian sat in the bridal sedan, and her family members were not nervous again.

There was not even any worry about the possibility of being thrown out of the sedan chair.

Rocking the sedan chair is a wedding custom. To put it nicely, it means that the bride is rocked to bring out good luck and drive away bad luck, but its real purpose is to give the bride a warning.

In her previous life, she rode in the Jiang family's bridal sedan. The sedan bearer deliberately made things difficult for her, shaking the sedan up and down vigorously. She held on tightly to the sedan to avoid being thrown out.

After getting off the bridal sedan, she had to suppress her nausea and not vomit, so as not to become a laughing stock on her wedding day.

But this life was different. The bridal sedan she was riding in was designed according to the palace regulations, and she was married according to the etiquette of a legitimate princess. No one dared to make trouble in this regard.

He didn't even kick the sedan door.

She originally thought that since there was no kicking of the sedan door, there would be no need for the bride to kick back.

But Shen Changyun let her kick him lightly.

Li Qingqian was slightly surprised. This was his way of telling everyone that their marriage was not like that of other people where the husband was the most important. Instead, he would unconditionally respect Li Qingqian as his wife.

She was touched and understood that this was the dignity and respect that Shen Changyun gave her.

Their wedding ceremony was presided over by Crown Prince Jiang Huaijing himself.

The Crown Princess also sat beside them, holding the little princess and the little grandson to add to the festive atmosphere. The little princess liked beautiful people and things. Ever since Shen Changyun brought Li Qingqian into the main hall, she had been staring at her sister who was covered with a red veil.

The entire wedding ceremony went as smoothly as it could have.

Finally sent to the bridal chamber.

According to Dawei’s custom, when entering the bridal chamber, the groom needs to carry the bride on his back and sit on the wedding bed.

When Li Qingqian smiled and laid on Shen Changyun's back, she could clearly feel that he seemed a little nervous.

At this moment, Shen Changyun's heart was beating wildly and he could hardly believe that this was true.

It was true that his heartbeat only gradually calmed down after the wedding ceremony and drinking.

The guests outside still needed Shen Changyun to toast them, but he just did it in a hurry and then couldn't wait to return to the room.

With trembling hands, he picked up the scale bar beside him, slowly lifted the veil, and Li Qingqian's face slowly appeared in front of him.

Li Qingqian was born with a face as white as mutton-fat jade. Now she was dressed up carefully and had a happy smile on her face. She was truly more beautiful than the moon hanging high in the sky tonight.

Shen Changyun hugged her with tears in his eyes and slowly kissed her red lips.

This time, he finally kissed his moon.

The wedding bed was covered with red dates, peanuts, longans and lotus seeds. The candlelight danced in the air, casting blurry and soft light and shadows, interweaving a leisurely and moving picture on the red gauze.

The twinkling candlelight was projected onto Li Qingqian's flawless face, making her cold and noble appearance appear tender and attractive at this moment.

Although this was the second time she had married in her memory, due to Jiang Lin's disgust in her previous life, this was the first time she had experienced this.

And Shen Changyun's actions were not at all caring. Every time he approached, it seemed as if he was using all his strength.

But this guy was still whispering in her ear to coax her, so that even though she felt a little angry in her heart, she was too embarrassed to say anything.

The bed curtains were filled with a light scent of skin, like the breeze on a spring night, gently stirring one's heartstrings, making one's heartbeat accelerate involuntarily, and creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

On a quiet night, two young and passionate hearts are beating wildly, like a mountain stream rushing in the dark night, with the sound of water being clear and melodious.

Shen Changyun gazed at Li Qingqian, his deep eyes filled with indescribable tenderness, like a pool of spring water, with rippling green waves and sparkling stars.

She looked at him with pretended anger, still feeling somewhat unwilling to accept that she was at a disadvantage.

In order to punish the man who bullied her, she caressed his strong arms with her fingers like a dragonfly skimming the water. The movement was slow and gentle, but it made his heart tremble slightly and he fell into the trap of her tenderness.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down as much as possible.

"Qianqian, please stop doing this. Your husband really can't help it."

He whispered in her ear, the candlelight flickering behind him, making Li Qingqian's eyes show a hint of pride at having successfully taken revenge.

Shen Changyun looked at her with a chuckle, regained the initiative, and took Li Qingqian to a more distant place.

"I love you."

I love your skin and bones, I love your soul and your kisses.

You love my stars and the sea, you love my mornings and evenings.

Then we kissed passionately and crossed thousands of mountains and rivers together.

Two hours later, looking at Li Qingqian who had fainted from exhaustion, Shen Changyun smiled helplessly.

Then he brought the warm water at the side, picked up the ointment on the table, and wiped and applied the ointment on her body.

In fact, he has been reminding himself today that Qianqian is the baby he has waited so long for, and they will have a long time to love each other in the future, so he must not bully her too much.

But no matter how much preparation he made, the moment he touched Qianqian, his love surged like a flood, and Shen Changyun wanted to convey to her all his thoughts about her over the years.

Who would have thought that Qianqian was so agile in archery on weekdays, but could not withstand the ordeal in this matter. Shen Changyun criticized himself harshly in his heart.

But after applying the medicine, he still fell asleep peacefully holding Qianqian in his arms.

*

Fengyi Palace, the fifth princess's courtyard.

Jiang Huairong stared at the bright moon tonight in a daze.

Her maid, Zanyu, holding a palace lantern, advised: "Princess, it's late at night, you should rest quickly."

Jiang Huairong looked back at her, "Are they married?"

Cuanyu nodded and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Princess have already returned to the East Palace with the little grandson and the princess."

Jiang Huairong looked at the dowry placed in the yard, turned around silently and went back to the room, picking up a letter on the table that she had read over and over again.

The fifth princess said:

Recently, I learned that the Seventh Prince in the palace was actually played by the Fifth Princess. The real Seventh Prince died of illness fifteen years ago. The Fifth Princess was three years younger than him and often dressed up as the Seventh Prince to go out of the palace to play.

I recall that I once helped the "Seventh Prince" when I was young, and I guess he was also the Fifth Princess at that time.

But don't worry, Princess. Since you and I have become close friends, you will keep the secret for me.

However, I still felt guilty for taking advantage of the princess to go out of the palace to check on my husband's safety before the marriage, so I returned the dowry given by the princess.

In addition, with this letter as proof, I promise that if the princess needs me in the future, I will do my best and will go through fire and water without hesitation.

The third daughter of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion and the wife of the Crown Prince of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion stayed.

Jiang Huairong looked at the handprint and the words "The wife of the prince of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion", laughed at herself, and muttered to herself: "Are you trying to draw a line between me and you? You even want to give me back the makeup I put on you because of guilt."

Jiang Huairong recalled that when he was ten years old, he disguised himself as his seventh brother and went to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to play.

My seventh brother was not well-liked in the past, and even when he died of illness, my father didn't care. It was my elder brother who told me about this.

Because she had no friends who could sympathize with her illness, she squatted by the lake and sobbed.

At this time, a very cute little girl came and trotted towards her with a plate of chestnut cakes.

How fresh and bright she is, as dazzling as the rising sun.

Jiang Huairong felt that his heart seemed to miss a beat.

But the girl only stayed for a short while, then lifted her skirt and left, saying that she was going to find Shen Changyun, who was betrothed to her since childhood.

Shen Changyun? Why was he so proud today? It was a good day to be crowned as the Crown Prince, and he had such a smart and lovely little fiancée to celebrate with him.

A strange seed began to sprout in Jiang Huairong's heart. In this mood, she began to look forward to seeing Li Qingqian often.

But during that time, she always stayed by Shen Changyun's side.

Later, on one occasion, Jiang Huairong went to the Purple Palace to ask Emperor Hexi to agree to let her hold a banquet in the palace so that she could make friends with Li Qingqian in an open and aboveboard manner.

But that time, she accidentally heard that Li Zhengkang postponed his marriage with the Zhenguo Mansion on the grounds that "Li Qingqian was seriously ill and had to return home for recuperation."

Jiang Huairong began to plot something big in her mind. She disguised herself as the seventh prince and wrote a letter to Li Zhengkang, hinting that he should marry Li Qingqian to her.