Chu Shaoyang's heart finally dropped, and a smile appeared on his lips again.
She is not Ning'er!
Ning'er will definitely not be a cripple!
It's just that their bodies were too similar, and he missed Ning'er more and more, so he mistakenly thought they were the same person.
Presumably the reason why the emperor agreed to marry her as his queen was because she looked a bit like Ning'er.
While Chu Shaoyang was thinking, he glanced at Shen Biyun beside him.
Shen Biyun's face has been smeared with ointment that restores muscle growth, but unfortunately it can't regain its old look overnight. Her face is still as thin as a skeleton and too ugly to see people, so she covered her face A thick veil only exposed a pair of eyes.
She and Shen Ning are half-sisters. To be fair, they both have a pair of charming and lively big eyes.
It's just that Ning'er's eyes were clear without any impurities, but Shen Biyun's eyes were more shrewd and calculating.
Chu Shaoyang couldn't tell how he felt about Shen Biyun now, but sometimes when he saw her, he would vaguely regard her as Shen Ning's shadow, just because she and Ning'er had such a close relationship. If there were any similarities, he would be reluctant to let her die.
And what about the emperor? If he wants to marry this lame girl as his queen, will he be like himself, losing what he has lost and not getting it, so he has to find a similar one to replace him
Haha, I didn’t expect that I was pathetic, and the emperor was as pathetic as myself!
Chu Shaoyang raised the corners of his lips and looked mockingly at Mo Chuan, who was wearing a wedding robe. Suddenly, his eyebrows moved.
Mo Chuan was seen striding forward to meet his lame bride, then in full view of everyone, he picked her up, turned around, and walked step by step towards the top of the wedding hall.
"Wow!"
The guests couldn't help but burst into an uproar, and some snickered. The emperor was really too eager and couldn't wait to enter the bridal chamber with his bride.
Some also thought that it seemed that the emperor did not dislike his lame bride at all, and seemed to feel sorry for her.
But Chu Shaoyang stared straight at the bride, and when he saw her being held tightly in the emperor's arms, his eyes couldn't help but shine with resentment.
Although he knew that it was not Shen Ning, but a girl with a similar body shape to her, he still couldn't help but feel jealous.
Queen Mother Zhou finally smiled happily.
She knew that the person she chose would not be wrong. Although she was ugly and lame, the emperor would definitely find her inner beauty.
Sure enough, after only three days together, the emperor had already begun to feel sorry for his bride.
She watched with a smile as Mo Chuan carried his bride to the middle of the wedding hall, and then put her down.
"Let's start worshiping." Mo Chuan said expressionlessly to the Zanli officer beside him who was stunned.
The guests couldn't help but want to laugh.
They didn't expect that the emperor would be so impatient. They had waited for so long, and now they couldn't wait even for a while.
"Ahem, cough, cough." Empress Dowager Zhou coughed a few times, glanced at Mo Chuan, and said calmly: "Emperor, you should take your bride to worship your ancestors first, and then worship in the hall."
"Okay, let's worship our ancestors first and get some wine."
Mo Chuan took the wine glass, and Xiniang next to him also handed another wine glass to the bride.
The bride stretched out a delicate hand from her red wedding dress and took the wine glass.
Chu Shaoyang's eyes were suddenly attracted by that hand. The skin on her hand was like white jade, and her fingers were beautiful and even. It only made him feel a strange feeling in his heart.