She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Shen Weicang didn't hear what he said at all and fell asleep in the quilt.

As much as he hated to leave, he couldn't stay tonight.

Xiao Chongyu returned to the East Palace with a gloomy face. The more he thought about it, the more he felt like a concubine who was not allowed to be seen in public.

He was reluctant to blame his sweetheart, so he directed all his hatred towards Xiao Chongling.

It was late at night, Xiao Chongyu returned to his bedroom. When he was taking off his clothes, he remembered that there was something he had forgotten to tell Cang Cang.

Xiao Chongling can have a purse made by her, so why doesn’t he have one?

No, how could Xiao Chongling deserve Cang Cang to embroider a purse for him personally?

Xiao Chongyu was jealous and distressed. Cangcang was not the type of person who could do needlework. Xiao Chongling was so shameless that he had the nerve to ask for this!

When he went to the southwest, he would use this matter to belittle him in front of Cang Cang.

Even if the person is not in front of you, he or she must be more important in Cang Cang's heart.

As Xiao Chongyu thought about this, his unhappiness finally dissipated a little.

But when he thought of tomorrow, his heart began to ache again.

At the same time, he was a little nervous. What if Cang Cang and Xiao Chongling met honestly tomorrow night, and he saw that Xiao Chongling had everything he had, wouldn't that directly expose his lies?

It was clear that the next day was the day when Xiao Chongling, Shen Weicang, Nie Feiyun and Chu Mingyue were getting married. Except for Shen Weicang, everyone was tossing and turning tonight.

There was no trace of joy on Nie Feiyun's face.

The wedding date was right, the groom's suit was right, but the bride was wrong.

Nie Feiyun was drunk all night, and the next day he was dragged off the bed by the general who protected the country and kicked.

"Rebel!"

The powerful voice of the National Defense General sounded: "What day are you still sleeping so soundly? You still want to go to the battlefield?"

Nie Feiyun had just worshipped heaven, earth and his parents with his sweetheart in his dream. Just as he was about to worship each other as husband and wife, he was kicked awake. He was in a very bad mood.

He nonchalantly got up from the ground and dusted himself off.

The Great Protector of the Nation glared at his followers and said, "Hurry up and help your son change into the auspicious clothes. If you miss the auspicious time, I will peel off your skin!"

The attendant knew that he was making a veiled complaint, but he still nodded in agreement and brought the auspicious robes.

Although he had repeatedly inquired about the style of Xiao Chongling's wedding dress, Nie Feiyun and he were of different social status, and the dress style for a prince to marry was not something he could completely replicate.

He could only imitate 30% of the whole thing. When he put on the auspicious dress, Nie Feiyun's heart felt like it was dead.

Xiao Chongling's mood was completely different from his.

He had hardly slept all night, and before the servants came to call him, he climbed out of the bed, stood in front of the ceremonial dress, looked at it for a long time, and put it on himself.

He will set out from the palace today to go to Qingyang Palace to marry Shen Weicang, and then return to Jing Palace.

Xiao Chongyu also stayed awake all night.

He got up early in the morning and wore a red suit.

Wei Yun walked into his bedroom and asked: "Are you trying to steal the limelight from Xiao Chongling?"

He did not wait for Xiao Chongyu to respond, and continued, "I'm afraid you can't beat him today. His groom's wedding suit took more than ten embroiderers two full months to embroider."

"Plus, his appearance is also extremely outstanding. Although you are not worse than him, they say that clothes make the man. You really can't compare to him."

Xiao Chongyu was already very annoyed, and stared at him coldly: "If you have the ability to be so annoying, why don't you go to Xiao Chongling and say more to him."

Wei Yun didn't take his ridicule to heart and continued smiling: "My cousin..."

Seeing Xiao Chongyu giving him another warning look, he quickly shut his mouth: "Okay, I won't say it, I won't say it."

Shen Weicang was dug out from under the quilt by several maids and sat in front of the dressing table with his eyes closed.

It was not until a sudden pain on her face woke her up that she saw a pair of hands holding something and strangling her face.

Seeing her open her eyes, the bridesmaid hurriedly explained: "Princess, please forgive me. I want to save your face."

However, the princess' skin was so delicate, so he was just pretending, but he didn't expect that he still hurt the princess.

Shen Weicang exhaled: "It's okay."

Today is a happy day and she can't lose her temper.

While thinking about his plan, Shen Weicang looked at himself in the mirror, a determined smile appearing on the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Chongling arrived at the Qingyang Palace at an auspicious time.

Qingmei helped Shen Weicang, who was dressed in her best, put on a red veil and carefully led her to the corridor outside the house.

Princess Qingyang's voice rang out beside him: "Cang Cang, let your brother carry you to the wedding sedan."

Shen Weicang lowered her head slightly, and Liuguang hurriedly helped her lie on Shen Ruowu's back.

Shen Ruowu's voice was a little low: "Cang Cang."

"Thank you, brother."

Shen Weicang didn't notice anything was wrong with him, he just smiled and said, "Brother, hurry up and leave, don't keep Brother King Jing waiting for too long."

Shen Ruowu's breathing was choked and he felt a dull pain in his heart.

Ever since Shen Weicang came of age, he had anticipated this day and had been numbing himself with it in his mind.

After Xiao Chongyu gets rid of Xiao Chongling, Cangcang will naturally return to Qingyang Palace, and then he will support Cangcang for the rest of his life, even in the name of his brother.

But when this moment really came, he still couldn't accept it.

What made him even more painful was that Xiao Chongyu would never let Cang Cang return to Qingyang Palace.

not to mention......

Based on his understanding of Cang Cang, once she knew about that incident, she would no longer be willing to return to Qingyang Palace.

"Brother, don't be sad. Even if you get married, Cang Cang will always be your sister."

Shen Weicang noticed that Shen Ruowu was in a bad mood, and he comforted her, "Today is a good day for my sister, and I should be happy too."

Shen Ruowu forced a smile. The closer he got to the palace gate, the more deafening the sounds of firecrackers, blowing music, and noise became.

He had already seen Xiao Chongling riding on a horse.

He is really in great shape today.

He wore a bright red wedding dress, with the lapels, cuffs and hems embroidered with dark patterns symbolizing his royal status. There was even a lovebirds embroidered on the black corset around his waist, for fear that others would not know that he was getting married today.

She also wore the purse made by Cang Cang herself around her waist to show off everywhere, and her face, which made him feel disgusted at first sight, was now full of vigor and vitality.

Shen Ruowu walked to the wedding sedan and gently put Shen Weicang down. She saw Xiao Chongling got off the horse and walked over. He took her hand and said to her:

"Cang Cang, be careful when you lift your feet."

Shen Weicang chuckled: "Brother, I can see some of it."

She quickly got into the wedding sedan, and Xiao Chongling didn't even have time to say a word to her.

Shen Ruowu turned around and said, "Your Highness, please lift the sedan chair."

Xiao Chongling nodded, and the eunuch accompanying him immediately shouted, "Get the sedan chair!"

All of a sudden, the noisy noises that had just stopped started again, and the eight sedan bearers worked together to lift the gorgeous wedding sedan carrying Princess Jing steadily.

Xiao Chongling's eyes never left the wedding sedan along the way.

Prince Jing's Mansion and Prince Qingyang's Mansion were only three streets apart. Xiao Chongling once again arrived at the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion with the wedding procession at an auspicious time.

Shen Ruowu who was accompanying them and Xiao Chongyu and Feng Sheng who were watching on the second floor of a teahouse on the street all gnashed their teeth.

Xiao Chongling deliberately walked very slowly and beat the gongs and drums to let the whole world know that he was married. He was so shameless!

No, it seems that marrying your sweetheart is not a shameful thing...

Until he could no longer see the wedding sedan, Feng Sheng withdrew his gaze and saw that Xiao Chongyu's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. He said calmly:

"What is your plan, Your Highness?"

Xiao Chongyu sneered: "Plan? Why should I make a plan? Xiao Chongling's fate has already been determined."

He flicked his sleeves and went back to the table to sit down: "Where were you assigned to?"

Feng Sheng was chosen as the new top scholar these days. He was granted one month's home leave and will return to Beijing to take up his post next month.