Today, the streets are decorated with lanterns and festoons, and lanterns are hung high in every house, and people all over the capital are welcoming people who have returned from afar.
The battle ahead went smoothly and the general was victorious and returned to the court. The emperor greeted him personally, and gave his own sister to the general with great respect. The whole city reveled.
Today, it can be said - double happiness.
"Outside, it's so noisy..." The woman sitting in the wedding room sighed and muttered to herself, feeling a little inexplicably irritated.
I don't know if it's because of foreign objects or because of myself.
She, the emperor's nominal sister and the protagonist of today's big wedding, looks glamorous, but she is actually a sad chess piece—a chess piece used to kill the general after the war ends after the victory of the war, and to regain military power for the royal family.
Yes, she came up under an impostor.
"Cut..." The woman suddenly laughed at herself very disdainfully, touched the dagger hidden in her waist, sighed softly, and shook her head.
Today, only success is allowed, not failure...
I have practiced so hard for so many years, isn't it for one day that I can complete the final agreement with the emperor, and then get back my freedom and fly away
Although she could run away directly, she would feel uneasy in her conscience, so she chose to complete the task openly and get back her contract of prostitution.
After all, he has the grace of nurturing himself.
It's getting dark, and the noise outside is gradually dissipating. Probably, the wedding banquet is almost over, so... that guy should come to consummate the house, right
I'm really a little nervous... It's exciting to think about being with a man I haven't even met.
Oh, what a pity, he won't have that blessing, he will live until that time.
The woman's eyes were cold through the hijab, looking in the direction of the wooden door. She had prepared everything and was waiting for the arrival of the person outside.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and after a long time, there was not even a single person, and even the last sound disappeared without a trace.
what happened? Why are you still here
A little confusion flashed across the woman's eyes, and she began to get impatient. Her fingers unconsciously tapped on the side of the bed, making slight movements to show the irritability in her heart.
The night became thicker, and drowsiness struck. At some point, the woman couldn't hold back, turned her head to one side, and fell asleep sitting up.
When she woke up again, it was already early in the morning the next day.
There was no trace of anyone coming in the room, proving that the guy never came over last night.
Let me dove? !
The woman raised her eyebrows in displeasure, reached out impatiently and grabbed the hijab on her head, and threw it on the bed viciously as if venting her anger.
This is no longer a level where the task cannot be completed, it is already a matter of principle and face for her.
The woman walked out of the room with no warmth in her eyes.
"Hey, Mrs. General, good morning..." The maid who was doing cleaning in the yard raised her head, saw the woman walking out of the room, and then greeted without respect, with a strong disdain in her tone.
The woman narrowed her eyes, and asked very coldly, "Where is the general? Didn't you come back yesterday?"
"Yo, the general said yesterday that he would rather take a concubine in a brothel than marry a royal wife. No, I spent the night in the brothel last night, and I haven't come back yet." The maid smiled sarcastically, and said bitterly, "That's right. , you waited alone all night in an empty room, right?"
The woman raised her eyebrows, and instantly felt a little itchy at the root of her teeth. She didn't know whether she was angry at the general's actions or the maid's words.
"Which brothel?" The woman's face was gloomy, and her tone was as cold as ice.
"Of course it's the biggest brothel in the capital, and I heard that it's also the number one." The servant girl smiled sarcastically as she saw the woman getting so angry.
Really happy, the royal princess also has today? ! I laughed so hard, my general did a great job!
"Hmph!" The woman snorted coldly, waved her sleeves, and left the general's mansion. She was hungry all night, didn't eat, and left without even changing her wedding clothes.
Very good, you have humiliated me like this, then I will act, let's do enough superficial skills!
On the street, Murong Feng was dressed in dazzling clothes, and angrily rushed towards the brothel, really attracting people's attention.
Not long after, a group of people who wanted to watch a play followed. After all, in this peaceful and prosperous age, such a rare big play has not been seen for a long time.
As Murong Feng walked, she tried her best to attract more people. She had to be a big fan.
The royal princess was released as a pigeon on her wedding day, what should be the reaction
Of course it is!
In a quarter of an hour, Murong Feng walked to the downstairs of the brothel. Although it was still early in the morning, there were already women in coquettish clothes at the door who started to solicit customers.
"It's disgusting..." Murong Feng muttered in a low voice with unstoppable disgust in his eyes.
"Sun Daoyan! Come out to my old lady!" Murong Feng took a deep breath, and then shouted into the brothel without caring about his appearance.
What she yelled was, of course, the name of the great general, but... no one dared to call it out by name.
After all, even the emperor had to call Aiqing instead of such a shameful call.
But, from the point of view of a spoiled royal princess, she had to.
The people watching the theater looked at each other and couldn't help but gasped at the same time.
Why is this girl so tough? Eh... in a wedding dress? Could it be the general's newly married wife yesterday
Something seems wrong...this is a brothel, the general...in a brothel
Is this a play where the main wife catches her husband and the mistress of the brothel? Brilliant! The news spread among the neighbors in an instant, and the matter has expanded a lot invisibly.
But this is what she wanted.
"Sun Daoyan, get out of here!" Murong Feng shouted angrily.
"Who... are you?" Suddenly, the prostitute at the door of the brothel retreated, and a man stood at the door with slightly disheveled clothes, looking very lazy and sleepy.
The man gave a huff, straightened his clothes, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly with unknown emotions.
"What do you think?!" Murong Feng said arrogantly with his hips akimbo, like a pampered royal princess, arrogant and unreasonable "Did you spend the night here last night?!"
Sun Daoyan straightened his drooping hair expressionlessly, "So what? No, so what?"
"Yesterday you said 'I'd rather take a concubine in a brothel than marry a royal wife'?" Murong Feng asked relentlessly.