Mo Xiuyao frowned slightly, "Do we have to keep calling him Prince and Princess Consort?"
Ye Li looked up at him in confusion, "Then what should we call him? Lord? Husband? Husband? Husband? "Before she could finish, Ye Li shivered. She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with other people calling him, but why did it sound so awkward when it came out of her mouth? Compared to these names, Ye Li would rather follow the crowd and call him Prince and Princess Consort.
Mo Xiuyao smiled: "You can call me by my name."
"Mo ….. Xiuyao?"
"Xiuyao." Mo Xiuyao corrected, "Can I call you Li Li?"
Ye Li nodded. She was glad that he didn't call her Li 'er. To be honest, other than the elders, it was hard for her to get used to being called that intimately.
"Do you mind if I release that person from yesterday?" Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao seriously.
Mo Xiuyao shook his head. His expression was relaxed as he smiled: "It's fine. Since you don't mind, then forget it. After all, Han Mingyue isn't someone you can offend. "
Ye Li raised an eyebrow, "You don't seem to be surprised at his relationship with Han Mingyue?"
"When I was young, I had a bit of friendship with Han Mingyue."
Ye Li understood. For Mo Xiuyao to admit that he had a bit of friendship with her, it definitely wasn't a normal friendship.
"Prince, we've arrived at the Li Palace."
As the two of them chatted idly, they had already arrived outside the Li Palace. The two of them weren't talkative people, but Ye Li found that talking to Mo Xiuyao was never boring.
"Li Li."
Ye Li was about to get out of the carriage when Mo Xiuyao suddenly called out.
Ye Li turned around and looked at him in confusion. Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly. "Are you really ready?"
"Do I need to prepare anything?" Ye Li raised her eyebrows. For a moment, she couldn't remember if she had really forgotten anything.
Mo Xiuyao was taken aback. Then, a faint smile appeared on his face as he said softly, "It's nothing. You may leave. "
Since Prince Ding had personally congratulated her, the Li Palace naturally could not neglect it. Especially now that Prince Ding had not appeared in the capital for nearly eight years, personally attending Prince Li's wedding could be said to be giving Prince Li enough face. And according to the seniority of the imperial family, Prince Ding, who was about the same age as King Li, was of the same generation as King Li. Thus, not only King Li himself, even the imperial relatives who had come to attend the wedding also came out to welcome him. The Ding King's residence did not have any ostentation and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the first person to alight from the horse carriage was a young lady dressed in purple. Her lilac coloured dress was embroidered with elegant lotus flowers. Her hair was loosely tied up and the jeweled butterflies in her hair were dazzling. Just by slightly tilting her face, everyone could see a beautiful face with light makeup. Very quickly, two guards lifted up the curtain of the horse carriage and gently lifted Mo Xiuyao and the wheelchair that he was sitting on out of the horse carriage. Mo Xiuyao indifferently swept his gaze over the stunned people at the entrance of the Li Palace. He turned his head to look at Ye Li who was standing by the side and extended his hand towards her.
Ye Li raised her hand and allowed Mo Xiuyao to hold her hand. Behind her, Ah Jin had already pushed the wheelchair towards the entrance of the Li Palace.
"Cough ….. Greetings to Prince Ding Guo."
Finally, someone reacted. Glancing at the unresponsive King Li who was still staring at the approaching Prince Ding, the person who regained his senses gave a light cough as a reminder to the host to welcome the guest.
"Greetings to Prince Ding Guo."
"Today is King Li's wedding, no need to be so courteous," Mo Xiuyao said warmly and then looked at Mo Jingli with a smile, "Jingli, congratulations."
"Many thanks!" Mo Jingli glared viciously at Ye Li who was standing next to Mo Xiuyao and said through gritted teeth.
Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow, "You're not inviting us in?"
Mo Jingli could only move to the side and let the two in. But he was not willing to say another word. Mo Xiuyao clearly understood Mo Jingli's temper. He raised his head and smiled at Ye Li, "Let's go in." Ye Li pursed her lips and smiled, nodding without a word. She followed Mo Xiuyao through the gates of the Li Palace. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Feng Zhiyao standing in an inconspicuous corner, looking at the three people at the door with a smile that was especially … … annoying.
Entering the Li Palace, the Virtuous Consort was personally waiting in the main hall to welcome them. Seeing Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li walk in side by side, her eyes flashed. She quickly stood and walked forward with a smile, "Li 'er's wedding, it's rare that Xiuyao is willing to personally come. It's really an honor for the Li Palace. It seems that Xiuyao and the future Wang Fei have a very good relationship. When you get married, I will naturally send a generous gift. " Mo Xiuyao nodded slightly, the half of his face showing respect and gentleness, "I've caused Consort Dowager to worry. At that time, Xiuyao will definitely wait for Consort Dowager and Mo Xiuyao's arrival. "Ye Li quietly stood next to Mo Xiuyao and did not interrupt. She didn't know why, but ever since she saw the Virtuous Consort Dowager last time, this seemingly graceful and amiable Dowager always made her wary.
"There are no outsiders here, Third Miss Ye, please take a seat." The Virtuous Consort Dowager did not forget to call out to Ye Li as she chatted with Mo Xiuyao. Ye Li softly thanked her and sat down next to Mo Xiuyao. Unfortunately, she just happened to sit across from Mo Jingli. She did not need to raise her head to feel that Mo Jingli was fiercely glaring at her. Being stared at like this in this kind of situation made Ye Li somewhat angry. Shouldn't the people who were about to get married be so busy that they were dizzy? Why was this Mo Jingli so idle as to sit here and listen to people bicker?
"Oh, what's wrong with Jingli? Why does he keep staring at Third Miss Ye? " An ear-piercing female voice sounded in the hall. Ye Li frowned and raised her head to look at that person. There were only seven or eight people in the hall, but those who were personally accompanied by the Virtuous Consort Dowager were naturally not ordinary guests. At least, they were not people that Ye Li, a girl from the Minister's Manor, could afford to offend. The person who spoke was also looking at Ye Li with a picky expression. Her phoenix pattern and peony brocade robe showed that this person's status was not ordinary. When she spoke, the people who were originally focused on Mo Xiuyao, who had not been seen for a long time, immediately looked at Ye Li. That person was not prepared to leave the matter at that. Her shrewd phoenix eyes revealed a cold light as she laughed softly and said in a sharp voice, "Speaking of which, I almost forgot. Isn't Third Miss Ye Jing Li's ex-fiancée?"
"Presumably, Jing Li is just curious about the new number one talented woman in the capital. Isn't everyone here curious as well? " Mo Xiuyao's voice faintly sounded in the hall. His voice seemed to be gentle without any anger, but it was clear that he was protecting his fiancée. Ye Li lowered her head and silently looked at her hand being held by a slightly cold hand.
"Prince Ding is right. Third Miss Ye is the one who really shocked the world with a single brilliant feat. Thinking back, Madam Ye was also a quiet and uncompetitive person, but her literary talent is still fresh in our memories. "The white-haired old madame sitting at the front laughed loudly and looked at Ye Li with a kind gaze. Ye Li smiled faintly, "Old madame is too kind. Ye Li can't compare to my late mother's grace. I only hope that I can inherit one or two parts of it." The old madame nodded in praise and said, "You are a humble and good child."
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