I kicked the male lead away

"Son!" Fang Zhilan took the imperial decree, and as soon as she returned to Fang's house, she was embraced by the weeping Zhang Shi, "It's all my mother's ignorance, she told a big lie, how can this be?" good?"

The news that Fang Zhilan was decreed by the emperor to become a son-in-law at the banquet was already announced by palace officials to Fang's family.

Zhang's first reaction was that it was over, everything was over.

Before Fang Zhilan could open her mouth, she rummaged through boxes and boxes to pack up the money: "You can't delay any longer. If the princess finds out that you are a daughter, it will be a heinous disaster for the crime of deceiving the emperor. You should pack your things first and leave the capital." hide for a while..."

"Mother." Fang Zhilan interrupted her, and put the imperial decree on the table, "Princess, she knows."

"What?" It was Zhang's turn to be stunned.

It took her a long time to realize: "Then why did she still agree to this marriage?"

Fang Zhilan shook her head, sat on a low stool, rested her chin on her hands, lowered her head, and let out a long sigh.

If she could guess what Qian Lingyu was thinking, she wouldn't have fallen to such a fate.

But thinking about it, he was annoyed that he was getting close to Bo Mingchen, and tried to torture her in different ways.

Mrs. Zhang accompanied Fang Zhilan for a while with her head downcast, and rubbed the top of her head sadly: "If you don't want this marriage, then take the money your mother packed up and leave the capital overnight, and don't come back."

As she said that, she couldn't help herself, sobbing: "It's just a pity that my son, who can read and write since childhood, was able to write poetry at the age of five, Tanhualang who studied hard and passed the exam..."

How could Fang Zhilan really leave, besides, if she left, what would happen to her luck.

She shook her head and comforted Zhang Shi and said: "Mother, don't worry, how can I abandon you, besides, the princess may not do anything to me."

"But that Princess Jingfu has an arrogant temper. Everyone in the capital knows it. If you have married... married her, how will you live in the future?"

It's okay, Fang Zhilan thought, she's used to it a long time ago, there must be no difference between pre-marriage and post-marriage.

Zuo just wanted to play tricks on her.

After comforting Mrs. Zhang, Fang Zhilan went back to her room, put away the imperial edict, and closed the drawer.

On the way back from the palace, Fang Zhilan was in the carriage, and had gradually figured it out.

Anyway, I am not from this world, and I can go to the next world when my luck is full.

Whether to marry or not, and who the other party is, doesn't seem to be that important.

Thinking of this, she blew out the candle and fell asleep with peace of mind.

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The princess mansion at the other end was brightly lit all night. After being married by the emperor, Qian Lingyu couldn't help humming a little song and returned to the mansion.

Then I felt that the grand princess mansion, which looked at it in the past, seemed to be a little poorly furnished.

After getting married, how many people will live with me, so what if I don't tidy it up?

The stone tables and benches in this courtyard are worn out and need to be replaced.

The pear tree in front of the study, which means separation, was cut down.

There is also a lot of dust on the lanterns hanging in the corridor, and it seems that they should be replaced.

Throughout the night, the servants in the mansion did not want to rest, just doing these things.

Until Jing Fu had had enough tossing and tossing, before going to sleep, he stopped suddenly, and said to his own carved red lacquered wooden window: "Is this bed a bit smaller?"

What should Fang Zhilan do if she likes tossing and turning in her sleep at night?

The maid who waited on the daily life behind her didn't dare to speak, thinking that if the beds in the princess' mansion were considered small, then the whole of Wei would not be able to find any big beds except in the palace.

Fortunately, Jing Fu also felt a little sleepy, so he yawned and got some sleep first, and it wouldn't be too late to change tomorrow.

Si Tianjian soon set the wedding date on the sixth day of October, which is an auspicious day for marriage.

Fang Zhilan counted against the calendar, and it will be less than half a month soon.

It seems that the Holy Majesty is also impatient and wants to marry off his troublesome daughter.

Logically speaking, the person to marry is Jing Fu, and she should come to Fangfu.

But Qian Liyu doesn't care about these things, as a matter of course, even after marriage, she still has to live in her own princess mansion.

This is a pain for the people in the Ministry of Rites, that is, Fang Zhilan herself.

She flipped through the records of the marriages of princesses and princes and powerful families in the past, and Zhang Luo's people arranged the process.

Finally came up with a complete solution.

First she set off to the Princess Mansion to meet the sedan chair, and then traveled all the way through most of the imperial city to worship the heaven and the earth in the main room of the Fang family.

Finally, they returned to the Princess Mansion, and both husband and wife returned the house.

And when you go back and forth, you can't take the same route, but just go around a circle, implying a successful marriage.

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The day of getting married is approaching in a blink of an eye, and as the "groom's official", Fang Zhilan couldn't afford to be negligent, so she got up in the middle of the night, changed into the red robe worn by the groom, and wore a red flower on her chest.

Waiting for the auspicious time to come, get on the horse and go to the princess mansion to meet the bride.

Riding a white horse, Fang Zhilan rode slowly on the horse's back, so sleepy that she almost dozed off on the horse's back. Seeing so many people who got up early in the morning to watch the excitement, she forcibly restrained herself.

Until the sun appeared and the sky was full of golden light, it happened to arrive at the princess mansion.

The bride's sedan chair had already stopped in front of the mansion, and Fang Zhilan had mixed feelings in her heart. Following the ceremonial official's voice of "get up the sedan chair", she rode back side by side with the prince on horseback.

The momentum was mighty, the trumpets blared, and the maids and maids on both sides of the team kept throwing petals into the air, and the air was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers.

Arriving at the Fang Mansion, Fang Zhilan got off the horse and waited for the crown prince to carry the Thousand Wisps of Jade to her, always feeling weird.

I don't feel like I'm getting married, but welcoming God.

I'm afraid it's easier to invite God than to give it away, Fang Zhilan sighed secretly.

Even the system felt Fang Zhilan's uneasiness, and decided to liven up the atmosphere: "Host, let me tell you a joke, do you know why the princess doesn't use mosquito nets after she gets married?"

"Why?" Fang Zhilan thought for a while, but couldn't guess the reason.

"Because...hahahahahaha." Before the system could say the answer, he laughed himself, "Hahahahahahahaha or or or or... because she married a frog prince."

"Tch—" Fang Zhilan couldn't help laughing, but she realized that there was a large audience, so she held back her hand and held the same red silk with Jing Fu.

Stuck in the bridal sedan chair for too long, Jing Fu could no longer hold back his temper. Through the slightly thin gauze, she saw Fang Zhilan smile at her royal brother, and then hold the red silk with her expressionlessly?

……

Jing Fu wished he could kick over the brazier under his feet.

In the end, she swallowed the breath forcefully, keeping it in her heart.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

At this moment, Fang Zhilan was taken aback for a moment, obviously feeling that Jing Fu was glaring at her through the red gauze.

She is very familiar with this feeling, and there must be nothing wrong with it.

Fortunately, it was time to go back to the Princess Mansion after the ceremony, and Qian Lingyu got on the sedan chair again, so Fang Zhilan no longer had to feel like a thorn in her back.

In the welcoming team, Mrs. Zhang was sitting in the sedan chair behind, crying as if her son was getting married, but as if she was marrying a daughter, which made Fang Mingzhu cry with her: "Mother, don't cry, brother has a good temper. , with a docile temper, she will definitely not have any conflicts with the princess, and she must have a peaceful and beautiful life in the future..."

"You don't understand." Mrs. Zhang wiped away her old tears, resentful from the bottom of her heart.

She was just worried that her Lan'er was too docile, and she didn't know how to be bullied by Jing Fu...

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All the banquets and entertainments were held in the Princess Mansion, and the bride was waiting in the bridal chamber. As the groom's official, Fang Zhilan had to table after table to thank her.

Among colleagues, it is false to say that no one is jealous of her.

Born in a wealthy family, Tanhua was bestowed by the emperor in front of the palace, and she has only been an official for half a year, but she has won the golden branch and jade leaf of the princess again.

No matter how you look at it, this kid is having a good time.

Those who are not angry turn their jealousy into wine glasses, pouring them into their stomachs one by one, and they still don't forget to tease Fang Zhilan: "Congratulations, brother Fang, the title on the gold list, the wedding ceremony, you've got two great blessings in life, come on, do it!" A glass."

Fang Zhilan was afraid that her daughter's body would be exposed during the chatter, so she had no choice but to smile wryly, and was poured a lot of alcohol.

As for showing respect to the elders, I have to drink a few glasses, and to express my gratitude to my colleagues who participated in the banquet, I have to drink a few more glasses.

Until the end of the day, she never put down the wine glass in her hand.

Fortunately, the alcohol content in ancient times was not high, not even comparable to modern beer. In addition to drinking a little bloated stomach, Fang Zhilan was still a little dizzy, barely two or three points sober, and still able to walk road.

It's time for her to go back to the room, and when someone sees a deal, she accepts it and leaves.

Even if there were a few good-for-nothings who wanted to stay and make trouble in the bridal chamber, they had no choice but to give up considering Jing Fu's not easy to mess with.

After the banquet was over, Fang Zhilan staggered and walked into the house by the moonlight.

To be honest, she might as well continue drinking when she goes back to face Jing Fu.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly appeared in front of her. Fang Zhilan tried her best to open her eyes and recognized the boy under the moonlight: "Qi Yang?"

By the way, I didn't seem to see him among the visitors today.

"Alan?" Qi Yang said, "Congratulations."

"Same joy, same joy." Fang Zhilan had said these four words countless times today.

The person in front of him has been acquainted since childhood, but he feels that he has never been familiar with him. Qi Yang's heart skipped a beat: "Alan, can I, can I give you a hug?"

"Ah?" Fang Zhilan raised her head with a dazed look on her face.

Qi Yang himself felt that this request was a bit abrupt, and scratched the back of his head: "If you don't want to, even if..."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Fang Zhilan looked puzzled, they were all friends, she wasn't so stingy.

She hiccupped a little, and opened her arms to Qi Yang: "Hug me, I'm very generous..."

"Lord Fang is not polite!" A sneer interrupted her unfinished sentence, Jing Fu unexpectedly came out of the new room at some point, heard the conversation between the two clearly, and looked at her with cold eyes.

Fang Zhilan felt apprehensive when she saw her, and he hesitated to retract her open hand.

On the first day of marriage, his best friend was so useless, how could Qi Yang bear it, he grabbed Fang Zhilan's wrist, and argued with Jing Fu: "Ah Lan can do whatever he likes, why are you so lenient?" ?”

"Oh." Jing Fu retorted, and also stepped forward to grab Fang Zhilan's wrist, "Since she is mine, who are you?"

The two couldn't understand each other since they met, and now they are even more arguing.

Fang Zhilan was sometimes pulled over by Qi Yang, and sometimes pulled over by Qian Liyu, making noises in her ears.

The wine that I drank just now was shaking and rattling in her stomach at this moment, she suddenly shook off the hands of the two: "Enough!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and ran towards the osmanthus tree next to her, holding on to the trunk: "Ugh—"

All the fine wine and jade wine were spat out.

"Alan?" Qi Yang hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern.

Jing Fu was ahead of him and patted Fang Zhilan on the back: "Who told you to drink so much?"

Then he called the servants loudly and told them to help him back.

This is the Princess Mansion, and the servants obey Jing Fu's orders, Qi Yang couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, so he could only angrily say to Qian Liyu: "You are despicable!"

"I'm happy with it, you can take care of yourself." Jing Fu won the victory, and he was still waiting to go back to see Fang Zhilan, so he was too lazy to argue with him, "I advise my cousin to get married as soon as possible, and don't just stay idle all day long." Keep hooking people from other families."

After finishing speaking, Qi Yang, who was itching with hatred, was left alone on the spot.

When Jing Fu returned to the bedroom, Fang Zhilan was leaning on the back of the chair and being fed hangover soup by the maid.

The maid was very considerate, and from time to time she didn't forget to wipe the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. Jing Fu was an eyesore, and said angrily: "Put down the hangover soup, I don't need you here, call someone to bring some hot water for bathing." .”

"Yes." The little girl lowered her eyebrows, put the bowl aside, and withdrew.