Jun Xiqing didn't think much of it. Since ancient times, emperors had always been kings. Who could live as they pleased?
In the past, when her parents were still alive, they would always hug her and say that their only wish was for Qingqing to be a carefree and happy girl. Flash dance.
But she had chosen this path.
Even though she would be trapped in the Capital for the rest of her life, she wouldn't regret it.
She would take big steps forward.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door and a maid called out softly, "Official."
Ping Ping looked at Jun Xiqing. "Your Highness, I'll go out and take a look."
"Okay."
Jun Xiqing removed her outer robe and removed her green hairpin, letting her long, black hair cascade down her shoulders.
She would probably have to wear her hair up in a bun from now on.
At this moment, Ping Ping returned. "Your Highness."
Jun Xiqing glanced sideways at Ping Ping, who looked like she wanted to say something. "What is it?"
Ping Ping carefully observed Jun Xiqing's expression and hesitated. "Your Highness, I just received news that His Highness has announced to the world that he will be marrying the Holy Lady, Dongfang Ruoli, at the end of this month and making her his Empress."
Jun Xiqing's bright eyes froze. He was getting married?
He had just ascended to the throne and now he was getting married. This was double happiness.
"Oh." Jun Xiqing replied lightly. "Then help me prepare my wedding and give it to him …"
Jun Xiqing's words came to an abrupt halt. Her long lashes drooped and her red lips curved upwards. "Forget it, he didn't send me an invitation. It's just my wishful thinking if I give him a gift so rashly."
"…" Ping Ping called out gently.
Jun Xiqing walked over to the window and pushed it open. The cold wind blew against her delicate face and her long dress fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy.
He was going to marry Dongfang Ruoli?
She thought of it.
That day in the Capital, she saw him caressing Dongfang Ruoli's face in the garden. He didn't love Dongfang Ruoli, but he loved Dongfang Ruoli's face, which was similar to Elder Sister Mo 'er's.
Jun Xiqing felt a little lost. She recalled how heartless he was when she left.
She had always known that he loved Elder Sister Mo 'er, but she didn't know that she had no place in his heart at all. She couldn't even be compared to Dongfang Ruoli, that substitute.
Her youth was tragic.
She had lost her virginity, her heart, and in the end, she was kicked away.
It was said that life should have a sense of ceremony. On the day they parted, she choked out, "I don't want to see you ever again." He said an insignificant "I'm sorry." Just like that, it ended hastily.
Perhaps it was no longer perfect, so she couldn't let it go for a long time.
No matter how elegant he was, in her eyes, he was just a bastard who bullied her. Flash dance.
Ping Ping had been with Her Highness for a long time. The 20-year-old Her Highness was calm and intelligent. Even though she was a woman, ten men couldn't compare to her. This was the first time Ping Ping had seen Her Highness reveal such a faint and unconcealable sadness.
"Your Highness …" Ping Ping hesitated. "If His Highness asked you to return to his side, would you?"
Jun Xiqing didn't answer this question.
After a long silence, she finally said, "There are no ifs in life. I refuse to answer."
The next day.
Jun Xiqing woke up late and was late for the morning meeting by two minutes. The senior officials were extremely displeased. How could a dignified female president sleep in? What a scandal!
Jun Xiqing's expression did not change as she glanced sideways at the elders, stunning them. She stuck out her tongue again.
"Your Highness." At this moment, Ping Ping walked over and handed her a wedding invitation. "This is from Country's Silver Mask King. He will be marrying General Shi Shi's daughter, Shi Xiaoxiao, in two days. He invites you to attend his wedding banquet."
What?
Jun Xiqing's heart thumped. "Who do you think Silver Mask King is marrying?"
"Your Highness, it's Shi Xiaoxiao."
“”
Jun Xiqing was speechless. What was wrong with these two men? Were they rushing to get married?
If Xuan Ying married Shi Xiaoxiao, what would happen to Elder Sister Lingling?
"Your Highness, are you going?" Ping Ping asked in a low voice. "Are you going to Country?"
If she went to Country, she would definitely see His Highness, Lu Yeming.
Their meeting came unexpectedly.
Country.
On the day of the wedding banquet.
The Snow Mountain Residence held a grand wedding ceremony. All the dignitaries of Country were present and the finale was a bulletproof presidential car. Lu Yeming was there personally.
Dressed in a black suit, Xuan Ying was tall and handsome. His handsome face was dazzling, but there was a sinister aura around him.
"Master." At this moment, Ah Zhou walked in.
Xuan Ying glanced at Ah Zhou. "What is Lingling doing?"
"Miss Xia is in her room. She asked me to tell you that she wishes you a happy wedding."
Happy wedding?
Xuan Ying curved his thin lips. "Send someone to protect her. Don't let anything happen to her."
"Yes."
At this moment, someone knocked on the door and Lu Yeming's tall figure walked in.
"Your Highness." Xuan Ying nodded slightly.
Lu Yeming walked forward, one hand in his pocket as he patted Xuan Ying's shoulder with the other. "Congratulations."
Xuan Ying lifted his eyes to look at Lu Yeming. "I heard that Your Highness is going to meet the Holy Lady, Dongfang Ruoli?"
Lu Yeming's deep almond-shaped eyes remained calm and he didn't reply.
Xuan Ying said impassively, "That's good. Oh yes, Your Highness, I sent Miss Jun an invitation two days ago to attend my wedding. I just don't know if she will come today."
Fan Men's eyes lit up when he heard this. Miss Jun was coming?
Fan Men discreetly sized up Lu Yeming. The man's expression didn't change at all, as if this had nothing to do with him.
The wedding ceremony began but Jun Xiqing didn't come.
Shi Xiaoxiao appeared in the middle of the hall in a white wedding gown. She held Xuan Ying's arm sweetly as they walked in front of the priest.
Xia Ling had been in the room the entire time. She sat on the bed, hugging her knees with her slender arms.
She heard it.
She could clearly hear the wedding vows.
The priest said, "Miss Shi Xiaoxiao, are you willing to marry Mr Xuan Ying, to be his wife and to be together forever?"
Shi Xiaoxiao replied, "I am."
Mr Xuan Ying, are you willing to marry Miss Shi Xiaoxiao, to be his wife and to be together forever?
Xia Ling listened intently. He was silent for a moment before his deep, magnetic voice said, "I am."
Xia Ling hugged her knees and buried her face deep into her knees. Her eyes were moist and large drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
She sobbed uncontrollably.
The wedding ceremony was over.
Xuan Ying and Shi Xiaoxiao went upstairs. Xuan Ying came to the door of the study and kicked it open.
Shi Shi was inside.
Stretching out his long fingers, he loosened the tie around his neck and said in a cold voice, "Where's my daughter?"
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