Longze Jingtian's gaze locked onto Murong Qiqi. Wanyan Baozhu could see it clearly, but in her opinion, Murong Qiqi had already become Princess Consort of Southern Lin and was no longer her rival. The only one who could obstruct her was Murong Qinglian.
Murong Qinglian's status in the Murong residence was higher than hers. If Murong Tai was the first to get married, Longze Jingtian might agree. No! She wouldn't let Murong Qinglian take over her position. She was Princess Consort Jing and the future Empress of Xiqi!
Thinking of this, Wanyan Baozhu's back was in pain. She couldn't help but twitch her lips as she looked at the gloomy Wanyan Hong. Since today was a rare opportunity, why not destroy Murong Qinglian! Let her become Wanyan Hong's woman and this trouble would be solved! Not only would Wanyan Hong let her off, but she would also be able to get together with Longze Jingtian and get rid of this damned place!
Wanyan Baozhu was thinking about how to frame Murong Qinglian. On the other side, Feng Cang and Murong Qiqi had already gone to the imperial ancestral temple to pay respects to the ancestors. The group went to the imperial ancestral temple to engrave Murong Qiqi's name in the Feng clan's genealogy. Afterward, the group returned to the imperial palace to pay respects to the heaven and earth under Wanyan Lie's lead.
At this moment, Murong Qiqi's head was covered with a red veil. It was hazy and exceptionally beautiful. Feng Cang held the red silk in his hand and brought Murong Qiqi in front of everyone.
"First bow to the heaven and earth!"
"Second bow to the empress dowager!"
"Third bow to the emperor!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
When the husband and wife bowed to each other, Murong Qiqi looked at Feng Cang through the red veil and suddenly felt like she was dreaming. If yesterday's incident didn't happen, she would definitely be the happiest bride in this world. But now, there was a thorn in her heart that wasn't shallow or deep. It was constantly stimulating her and she couldn't face it calmly even if she wanted to!
Murong Qiqi slowly bowed to Feng Cang. Her heart was filled with gratitude towards this man. She thanked him for letting her understand the meaning of reincarnation. Before meeting Feng Cang, she didn't know why she was reborn. But after meeting this man, she understood that she came here for him. She crossed a thousand years just for Feng Cang.
Oh god! Let me be selfish for once and pretend that I don't know anything. I just want to be his bride, even if it's only in name. Just once, just once will be enough! Murong Qiqi prayed in her heart.
"The ceremony is complete." The ceremonial official's voice seemed to have traveled through a century to reach Murong Qiqi. The wait was so long that it made her flustered. She was afraid that some unforeseen event would occur.
"Congratulations, cousin and cousin-in-law!" Wan Yankang was the first to congratulate Feng Cang and Murong Qiqi. "Cousin-in-law, we'll be a family from now on. I'll need you to help me put in a good word for Su Mei!"
Wan Yankang's arrival relaxed the atmosphere.
"Princess Consort, congratulations!" Bai Yiyue also stepped forward to congratulate her.
More and more people came forward to congratulate Feng Cang and Murong Qiqi. Feng Cang was very happy, and his face was filled with a happy smile. There were many people who came forward to congratulate him. In the end, Feng Cang decided to let Wanyan Kang block the crowd for him. He took Murong Qiqi with him, bid farewell to Wanyan Lie, and hurriedly left the palace for the Southern Lin Palace.
"Empress Mother, look at how impatient this child is. Maybe next year you'll have a great-grandson!" Wanyan Lie supported Dongfang Lan. "You can rest assured now!"
"We'll only know tomorrow morning whether we can rest assured or not." Dongfang Lan was happy for Feng Cang and Murong Qiqi. However, when she thought of those women who had died, she frowned again. She was very worried.
It wasn't easy for Feng Cang to meet a woman that he truly liked. If Murong Qiqi suffered the same fate as those women, wouldn't Feng Cang be unable to recover? As a maternal grandmother, Dongfang Lan's love for her only grandson was self-evident.
Dongfang Lan's words made Wanyan Lie pause. Then, he smiled. "Empress Mother, We feel that Princess Consort Nan Lin is a blessed person. Nothing will happen this time. Don't worry!"
"En! If it's really as Your Majesty said, then Ai Jia's wish will be fulfilled. When the time comes, Ai Jia will go to the temple. This palace is too noisy. Ai Jia is old and can't stand the noise. I prefer peace and quiet. "
"Didn't you just return? Empress Mother, it's better for you to stay in the palace and let your son be filial! Ever since Ming Yue died, you have been depressed. Your days in the palace can be counted on one hand. As your son, We feel very guilty. "
Wanyan Lie's ashamed expression made Dongfang Lan smile. "Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a country. The country is what you need to be concerned about. Ai Jia is old and likes peace and quiet. Seeing the green mountains and clear waters, little birds and puppies, Ai Jia is in a good mood! Just let Ai Jia go! "
When Dongfang Lan said this, Wanyan Lie could only nod in agreement. Looking at Dongfang Lan's aged figure, Wanyan Lie's mouth revealed a strange smile. "Jing De, are you ready?"
"Replying to Your Majesty, everything is ready." Jing De bowed and stood behind Wanyan Lie.
"Let's go! Set off to the Long Autumn Palace! "
The palace banquet that was originally prepared for Feng Cang and Murong Qiqi's wedding didn't become quiet because of the departure of the male and female leads. Instead, it became even more lively.
Murong Qinglian drank some wine, her face was flushed red like an apple. She looked at Longze Jingtian who was drinking in front of her and her mood became gloomy. Why couldn't he see her? Murong Qiqi was already married, why did he still do this to her!
Murong Qinglian really wanted to use herself to warm up Longze Jingtian, but he didn't appreciate it and didn't even look at her. This made Murong Qinglian feel sullen. At this moment, a person who looked like a palace maid came to Murong Qinglian's side. "Miss Murong, someone asked this servant to pass this note to you!"
The palace maid put down the note and left. Murong Qinglian opened the note and a familiar string of words appeared on it. "Fourth Sister, save me! See you by the flower bed outside the palace. Murong Xinlian's handwriting. "
If Murong Qinglian wasn't familiar with Murong Xinlian's handwriting, she would definitely think that this was a prank. However, she had fought with Murong Xinlian for so many years and knew her handwriting. Thus, when she saw this note, Murong Qinglian was stunned.
Murong Xinlian actually snuck in here? This made Murong Qinglian extremely surprised. Why wasn't that woman dead yet? It was unbelievable that he was still alive and in the North Zhou Imperial Palace after being in such a state.
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