The author and protagonist HE [Transmigration Book]

"...Miss Saintess seems to mean that she is used to living there, so..."

What Pei Qiuyue said was rather tactful, but the meaning was clearly conveyed.

When she heard her talk, the princess remembered that there was still this stubble.

"Did she say so?"

Pei Qiuyue nodded, and said: "But this matter still depends on the princess's opinion. If it spreads, there will inevitably be some words."

The princess was silent for a moment, then looked back: "Just follow her."

Pei Qiuyue was a little surprised, but not too surprised.

She could see that the princess was a little too indulgent to the saint, and there was a sense of indifference in it.

After all, it is not the real person who is thinking in the bottom of the heart, and it is not necessarily a good thing if you really want to get along with each other day and night.

As for the issue of personal protection that had been discussed before, they all tacitly ignored it.

Everything else... there's always a way.

The princess glanced out the window, put down the things in her hands, and reminded the head: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest earlier, you will have to work hard tomorrow."

It was getting dark outside, and the wedding had to get up early the next day.

Pei Qiuyue didn't insist any longer, and left with the opportunity.

Before going out, she couldn't help but glanced back, and saw the princess staring at the candle in a daze.

The shadow of a corner of the red wedding dress can still be vaguely seen behind her.

It's really strange, the big day is coming soon, but there is no joy on the faces of these two.

But this is the wish of the princess.

Pei Qiuyue suppressed the worries and anxiety in her heart, and closed the door.

There was a soft sound of closing the door, and the princess stared at the candlelight in a daze, unable to read any words at hand anymore, got up and walked to the inner room.

Passing through the gap, what crashed into the field of vision was a large expanse of red.

The wedding dress placed in the corner of the room was the same as Xiao Muyu's. It was exquisite and gorgeous. When the princess was trying on the dress, the maids around her couldn't help but praise her for being so beautiful that she looked like a fairy.

But the princess thought of Xiao Muyu.

She felt that Xiao Muyu's red dress was worthy of beauty, but she couldn't bear the word "wedding dress".

Ever since she fled at sunset that day, she never took the initiative to visit Xiao Muyu, but she often saw her in her dreams.

There is the distant phantom in that snow scene, and this present pretending to be well-behaved, quiet and sensible entity, all of which are finally frozen in the conscious smiling face under the corner of the wall that day.

"Will you be disappointed?"

The princess began to hear these words over and over again.

She thought she was firm, and replied "no" without hesitation.

Recently, however, she has fallen into a state of vacillation that she cannot extricate herself from.

Is it true that you will not be disappointed?

——after touching another, more ostentatious version of her.

A faint voice deep in my heart answered her: You will.

Unconsciously recall, compare, imagine...

Then at a certain moment, she suddenly realized that she actually cared.

From the moment she heard this question and kept it in her mind, she had already cared about it.

What do you care about?

Disappointed by the cowardice that person showed?

Angry at her for not trusting herself and showing her sincerity?

Even the princess herself couldn't figure it out.

The voices in the bottom of my heart were split, one voice told her you shouldn't be like this, and the other voice laughed at her wantonly.

The princess stared at the wedding dress, and felt that the red color was a bit dazzling.

The princess's big wedding was originally a happy event for ordinary celebrations.

The people in the temple have also recognized the princess since she came to the door, and they also sent people this time.

I don't know what to think in my heart, but my face is still kind, and I send some uninspiring congratulations.

Even the old and retired ministers appeared at the wedding banquet to congratulate the princess.

As the "married" party, without any identity background, Xiao Muyu didn't have much to do after being dragged up in the morning to dress up. All the procedures to go were reminded by the full-time palace staff, and she only had to follow them carefully. That's fine, you don't need to say a word.

After going through the process, she was sent to the "bridal chamber".

Leave the princess to socialize outside.

The princess stared at her back until she disappeared behind the door and was no longer seen.

"Ouch, sister, today is your day of great joy, brother toast to you!"

The eldest prince is a drunkard, he got drunk shortly after serving the table, and now seeing the princess standing beside him, he hastily walked over to congratulate her, and at the same time he looked like a good brother and wanted to pick up the princess shoulder.

The princess turned away and avoided it.

The eldest prince drank his head up and refused to let go: "Sister, today is your day of great joy, how can you be unhappy, come and have a drink with your brothers, we won't go home until we're drunk."

The second prince who urged him to go forward snickered not far away.

The princess glanced over coldly, the second prince trembled, covered his mouth to avoid sight.

But still a pleasure to behold.

There may be some guests who sincerely wish the princess, but there are not a few of them like the two princes who are waiting to watch the fun.

The eldest prince with the simplest mind had the best guess. He wished that the princess would only marry such a woman, and that he would favor Youjia and be a foolish king. Maybe the old emperor would depose the princess in a fit of anger.

Of the remaining people, he is naturally the most qualified to succeed.

Not far away, seeing the situation here, Pei Qiuyue stretched out her hand to summon the palace servants, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Not long after, the second prince had just taken a sip of wine when he was choked and sprayed all over the table.

The people around frowned in disgust, subconsciously avoiding him.

The second prince smiled embarrassingly, turned his head and stared at the maid who was in a hurry to help him wipe the water, but as soon as she raised her hand, the little maid was so frightened that she slammed into the table, and the nearest bowl of soup poured over him again.

This time, rubbing didn't work anymore, and the aroma of the vegetable soup was also stained.

The second prince left the stage disheartened, and the palace servants led the rest of the people to sit at another table. Everyone was silent, and this episode passed without a sound.

When the princess approached, the guests still greeted her with joy.

"Congratulations, Your Royal Highness!"

"I wish Her Royal Highness and the Holy Lady a long life."

"Congratulations to the princess for embracing a beauty!"

……

There are also those who are closer to the princess, and their blessings are more casual, mixed with a bit of envy.

"I heard that the saint is the number one beauty, the princess is so lucky."

"I don't know how the character of the first saint is, is the princess still satisfied?"

"I've heard that the princess has done a lot of great things for the saintess. I think she loves her so much."

"Why doesn't the princess let the saintess come out to meet people? Isn't it because she wants the golden house to be coquettish?"

……

There was no lack of narrow-minded and winking eyes. The princess smiled a little stiffly while holding the wine glass, and finally looked a little "joyful", but the temperature around her body continued to drop.

Pei Qiuyue saw something was wrong, took the princess aside when she approached, and asked her in a low voice: "Axue, why are you unhappy today?"

The princess asked her in surprise, "Am I not happy?"

Pei Qiuyue stared at her for a moment, then nodded: "It's a little bit. Is it because there are too many people? It's enough to say hello here, and I'll help you block the rest. Go back and find the lady saint , it might be difficult to leave her alone."

Pei Qiuyue didn't think too much about it, she just thought that maybe it was because there were too many people at the wedding banquet, the princess felt irritable.

Fortunately, most of today's procedures have been completed, and the rest will not be disturbed by guests the next day. As a princess, there is no need to make excuses for those guests.

The princess did not refute this sentence, she rubbed the wall of the wine glass, thought for a moment and then responded.

She didn't like such a noisy place at all.

Feeling even more irritable today.

She put the wine glass on the side shelf casually, and said to Pei Qiuyue: "Then I will trouble you."

On the way back when he turned around, there were still people who kept congratulating him.

Even when they walked to the dormitory of the apse, the maids and guards would send "Congratulations, Your Royal Highness" when saluting.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

……

The princess didn't realize that she had already frowned.

Congratulations on what?

Yeah, it was supposed to be a happy event.

When the princess opened the door and came in, Xiao Muyu was peeling oranges.

Staying alone in the room with nothing to do, and didn't bring the album, Xiao Muyu walked around in a circle, not wanting to bother the maids and guards, so he fumbled out the melon and fruit plate on the table to pass the time.

"Snapped--"

The movement of opening the door was not small, and Xiao Muyu immediately noticed that someone had come in.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the princess's aggressive appearance.

Has anyone provoked her yet?

Xiao Muyu murmured in her heart, and asked out of basic politeness: "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

The princess looked at her: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Muyu paused, considered her tone, and said, "You don't seem very happy."

The princess closed the door behind her back, walked to the table and sat down, her red dress brought a chilling chill.

Xiao Muyu shivered unconsciously, feeling like sneezing.

cold.

The princess reached for the teapot on the table and poured herself a glass of water. The tea had already cooled down completely, so she didn't care. Drinking a glass of cold water actually made her clearer.

But the sense of unreasonable irritability did not fade away as expected.

The princess glanced at the remains of food on the table, and then looked at Xiao Muyu who seemed to be enjoying herself, and couldn't help asking: "Do you also think getting married is a happy event?"

"Of course." Xiao Muyu replied without thinking, and then added, "But the situation between us, there is no need to force yourself to smile."

Xiao Muyu refers to the princess.

She felt that with the personality of a princess, she probably hated such lively occasions.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if we don't hold a wedding. I don't expect others to give me face to live, and I don't have spiritual power. I'm just an ordinary person. I can't escape even if I want to. In our... hometown, there is also Not everyone has to have a wedding when they get married..."

While peeling the oranges, Xiao Muyu continued to say: "Of course, Her Royal Highness has a noble status. It would be outrageous if you don't even follow the formality. You still have to be patient."

The princess watched her silently.

Xiao Muyu threw the orange peel into the empty fruit plate and split it in half from the middle. She was about to put it in her mouth when she suddenly remembered that there was someone on the opposite side, and felt that it was not good to eat alone in front of others, so she handed the other half Go out and ask the head: "Do you eat?"

The string called reason in the princess' mind almost broke.

She was upset all night—perhaps even going back a little further, her mind was full of Xiao Muyu's affairs.

However, the other party didn't know what to say, and it seemed that they really didn't care about the wedding.

I was full of irritability, but the other party was peeling oranges and eating them heartlessly.

If you change to someone with poor psychological endurance, I am afraid that you will be angry and cry on the spot.

The grudge that had been buried in my heart for a long time finally broke through.

The princess suddenly felt a little wronged. She didn't know where this strange and fragile emotion had been thrown by her for a long time, but at this moment, it suddenly rushed out uncontrollably.

Of course, she would not easily show a fragile appearance, pursing her lips and looking down at the teacup.

The teapot's low powder was mixed into the cup majestically, and swirled leisurely.

"Will you be disappointed?"

The voice came to her again.

At this moment, the princess suddenly understood what she was disappointed with.

It’s not because of the difference between Xiao Muyu’s consciousness and that consciousness—it’s more prudent and compromised, and I won’t see her brilliance and vigor bursting out with amazing power at the moment of life and death, or seeing the god in my heart fall into the altar, I would rather He agreed to his absurd request, just to save his life.

She just...

I'm just disappointed that the other party said "I should be the person who likes you the most in this world", but that person's eyes have never really reflected his own shadow.