Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Chapter 793 Getting married (1)

 August 15th, Beijing.

Today is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the day when Prince Yi and Gu Panxia, ​​the leader of the world's martial arts alliance, get married.

Yiwang Mansion can be said to be decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it is full of guests.

Not only the nobles in the capital, but also people from all walks of life came to congratulate him. Even the city guard elders who only stayed in Phantom City all year round also rarely took time to come.

Not only that, even the emperor, who had many things to do, came in person. This wedding was very eye-catching.

　　When the procession of welcoming the bride was moving forward on the road, the people watching the excitement on both sides of the road made gasping sounds from time to time.

Looking at the seemingly endless dowry, someone exclaimed: "Could this be the legendary Ten Miles of Hongzhuang?"

"This is how the Queen got married back then. It wasn't as grand as it was, was it?"

"What do you know? I heard that Princess Nayi is the current leader of the martial arts alliance and the owner of Gourmet Meike. The income of Gourmet Meike in one day is enough for us ordinary people to spend a lifetime."

An insider sneered: "Let's not talk about the food and the delicious food. Just for Prince Yi's Qingfeng Tower, this betrothal gift is nothing."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, "What? Isn't this Qingfeng Tower the property of the prince? How come it belongs to Prince Yi again?"

The man's tone was contemptuous and he said with a proud expression: "Tsk~ That was just Prince Yi who deliberately said that Qingfeng Tower was the Crown Prince's property in order to deceive Prince Annan, and you actually believed it."

After hearing this, everyone was stunned and couldn't help but feel envious.

You must know that Qingfeng Tower is located all over the three countries, ranging from the capitals of various countries to the towns and counties of various countries. The income that people make in one day is more than they can earn in several lifetimes.

The conversation was lively outside, but inside the red sedan it was exactly the opposite.

Gu Panxia lowered her head, her eyes half-squinted, as if she was deep in thought.

To be honest, she couldn't help but be shocked when the betrothal gifts were brought to Gu's house.

That pomp and circumstance really fulfilled the promise of "Ten Miles of Red Makeup" that Lu Yuan had made to her.

The betrothal gift given by Lu Yuan, plus the dowry prepared by the Gu family and the Zhou family, together amount to more than three hundred yuan. This number is probably the only one in history.

In front of Prince Yi's Mansion, Lu Yuan had been waiting at the door for a long time, staring straight ahead. When he heard the faint sound of gongs and drums, a smile finally appeared on his lips.

“Brother, you don’t look like you’re getting married, but you look like you’re trying to steal your bride.”

Lu Meng on the side saw his little brother's distraught appearance and couldn't help but cover his lips and play.

The prince and others couldn't help but chuckle in low voices.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this. He seemed to have thought of something and his eyes flashed.

Bride snatching is out of the question, but marriage fraud is real.

When the Gu family arrived in the capital for the first time, they first bought a house, renovated it, then bought furniture, and were busy looking forward to Xia's marriage.

 So, Gu Panxia has not been able to see the regent, Lu Meng and others since he returned to the capital.

Lu Yuan was obviously relieved about this result.

There is nothing I can do about it. Is there any trace of illness in my grandfather’s rosy face?

If the little girl sees it, she may have to worry about him.

Fortunately, he didn't ask anyone to prepare everything for the Gu family in advance and let the little girl get busy, otherwise the secret would have been exposed long ago.

Given Gu Panxia's temperament, if she found out that she had been deceived, any evidence would probably be false to her.

However, once the uncooked rice became cooked rice, even if she wanted to regret it, it was too late!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan's lips curled up into a sinister smile again.

 (End of this chapter)