National Beauty

Chapter 47

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In front of the main entrance of the Chu Palace, a pair of big red firecrackers were hung high, so the newcomers could not enter the door for the time being.

The male guests were all there to watch the fun. Song Jianing and a few girls hid in the corner of the corridor and couldn't see anything at all. Princess Duanhui was used to doing things arbitrarily. She was the first to slip out. , Yunfang and the other three girls around ten years old looked at each other, and they all ran out.

Song Jianing held the column with his small hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally retracted his foot.

She didn't dare to go, just look here, how many can be seen, the front door is full of high-profile officials in the capital, what if someone accidentally stepped on it

Holding the corridor column, Song Jianing stood on tiptoe as much as possible. The crowd was crowded. Song Jianing saw his stepfather, who stood out from the crowd, and stood among the officials on the left with a smile on his face. Song Jianing subconsciously looked for the shadows of other acquaintances, and suddenly recognized a handsome and immortal face, which was blocked by the figure in a blink of an eye.

Song Jianing thought of the sound of carriages he heard in the morning, and then looked at the lively doorway. Song Jianing was a little curious about the mood of the King of Shou at this time. Apart from being happy for the King of Chu, he was probably a little sour, right? His own father didn't give him a marriage, so he could only watch the elder brothers add their robes and candles in the wedding room.

After thinking wildly, the firecrackers were finally set off. After a burst of roar, the crowd surrounded by the door suddenly retreated to the sides like a tide, leaving a large open space. Song Jianing's eyes lit up, his whole body was stuck to the corridor, only his head was stuck out to take a peek. The King of Chu walked in first with the bride. The King of Chu was already well-mannered. Today, he was dressed in a bright red robe, suave and suave, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows. The bride covered her head and walked very slowly, with a slender figure and a swaying posture.

Song Jianing stared blankly at the bride. She had not seen Feng Zheng for a year since she said goodbye last year. She wondered if Sister Feng still remembered her. Just thinking about it, several figures appeared in the field of vision. The second prince, Prince Rui, walked behind a strange man on the left, and on the right was the king Shou and the fourth prince, who had no princess.

Song Jianing's eyes were fixed on King Shou. Although the two lived next door, the last time they met was Dongyue last year. In the blink of an eye, a hundred and ten days have passed, and King Shou seems to have grown taller again. At the age of seventeen, the greenness on his face is getting lighter and lighter, and the clear and handsome eyebrows gradually have a stern charm, more like Song Jianing in his previous life. The soaring emperor seen in the palace.

Seeing it fascinated, the other party suddenly looked towards her.

Song Jianing's heart tightened, and she immediately retracted her head, her heart was beating wildly, and she no longer dared to watch the excitement, and led Jin Gui back to the backyard quickly. Behind the King and Princess of Chu, Zhao Heng walked slowly, but his eyes were attracted by a touch of red begonia under the porch diagonally opposite. The fat girl retreated so fast that he couldn't see her face clearly, but Zhao Heng knew that the little girl in the red beggar of Begonia who fled quickly was her.

The petite figure disappeared, Zhao Heng retracted his gaze and looked at the elder brother and the princess and sister-in-law who were walking in front. Zhao Heng suddenly wanted to know, the fat girl sneaked over, did she want to see the excitement of the wang ye welcoming her, or did she want to take the opportunity to take a look at him

At a young age, his actions are always interesting.

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After worshiping heaven and earth, a couple of newlyweds were about to enter the bridal chamber, the male guests stopped, and the King of Chu walked towards the new house in the backyard with his bride.

The female relatives had been waiting in the courtyard, and they all bowed to each other. The King of Chu laughed loudly: "No salute."

The atmosphere became relaxed again. After the prince and the princess entered, Song Jianing helped Mrs. Tai to walk in unhurriedly and stood still. Song Jianing stared at the bride expectantly.

Beneath the hijab, Feng Zheng sweated nervously in his palms. Looking at the hem of the man's clothes in front of him, Feng Zheng couldn't tell how he felt. Before the Shang Si Festival last year, she never thought that she would one day be favored by a prince, and she could not escape from the palace draft, but Feng Zheng didn't think she could become a princess until the imperial decree came, Xuande. The emperor conferred her marriage to the king of Chu.

Only then did Feng Zheng know that the King of Chu really liked her and liked her to the point of marrying her as a princess. However, the two of them only lived together for just over an hour, and there were only a handful of words they said. The King of Chu had no idea what she was. Such a girl, after thinking about it, the only thing the King of Chu liked was her face.

Feng Zheng couldn't be happy at all. If the King of Chu likes her face today, he will definitely be easily tempted when he encounters a more beautiful face tomorrow. Feng Zheng wants to marry a man who is devoted to her. He does not seek great wealth or honor, but only wants to live a stable life and grow old. Now that she is married to the king of Chu as a princess, what awaits her is destined to be a yard of Yingying and Yanyan, intriguing and vying for favor.

At the moment when the hijab was lifted, Feng Zheng's heart was like stagnant water, and he had to put a layer of rouge on his face, otherwise he would scare the groom with just a pale face. But looking forward to this day, King Chu, who had been looking forward to it for more than a year, after being amazed, because he was too close, he still keenly captured the bitterness in the eyes of the bride.

This year, what the King of Chu was fascinated by was the one that Feng Zheng gave him in the carriage. He liked Feng Zheng's boldness and pungency. He thought that Feng Zheng would happily be his princess, but the bride he happily married turned out to be a sad face. The King of Chu's face turned cold and ugly. .

When the female official who presided over the King of Chu's marriage saw her, she felt a sigh in her heart, and she jokingly said: "The princess looks like a fairy, isn't Your Highness stunned? You look embarrassed and look up at the princess."

With her interrupting, the King of Chu finally remembered that now is not the time to question, and at the moment when the hijab was completely removed, he said in a voice that only the bride could hear: "Aren't you happy to be a princess?"

Feng Zheng's body froze, realizing what this place was, she woke up in time and tried her best to pretend to be shy.

Only then did the King of Chu turn sideways and let a whole family of children see how beautiful his princess was.

Of course, everyone praised it well.

Song Jianing saw a bride for the first time in her two lives. She was not there on the day her mother remarried. At this moment, looking at Feng Zheng's jeweled phoenix crown, and the delicate makeup on Feng Zheng's face, Song Jianing was amazed. I am very envious. What she wanted most in her last life was to be able to put on a wedding dress and get married once.

What you can't get is the best. In Song Jianing's opinion, being able to get married in a beautiful and beautiful way is a woman's greatest blessing. So, when Feng Zheng's eyes moved to her side, Song Jianing smiled heartily, and her bright almond eyes were filled with envy and blessings from the bottom of her heart.

Feng Zheng's bitter heart inexplicably warmed up a little. At least, there is someone in this room who really cares about her, who may be able to move around in the future.

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As night fell and the guests dispersed, the King of Chu was drunk and staggered to the new house.

Feng Zheng sat down on the bed with her head lowered, her hands tightly clenched, and made up her mind that she would not resist what the King of Chu did.

The King of Chu liked to stare at her, but he didn't like her lifeless appearance. He pulled a chair and placed it opposite Feng Zheng. He sat down, lowered his head, stared at Feng Zheng and said, "Marry this king, I will wrong you. Now? Show this face to this king."

His breath was full of alcohol, which made Feng Zheng blushed. Remembering his mother's earnest admonition before marriage, Feng Zheng shook his head, looked at him, lowered his eyes and said, "Being able to marry the prince is a blessing from the three lives of the people..."

Before he could finish speaking, the King of Chu suddenly snorted coldly, leaned back in his chair, and said angrily, "I don't like being hard on others. If you really don't like me, I'll ask someone to take you home and let the marriage go."

Feng Zheng looked up in disbelief as he fell into an ice cave.

When the king of Chu was so happy with her, he spit out a heavy odor of alcohol, got up with a sullen face, and strode out. But just as he was about to step out of the door of the inner room, an uncontrollable cry suddenly came from behind him.

The King of Chu frowned, turned around, and saw her lying on the bed, her thin shoulders trembling from crying, a thin and small girl, indescribably pity.

Chu Wang couldn't help but take a few steps back. He was about to coax a few words, remembering that Feng Zheng was the first to be angry with him, Chu Wang paused again, and said angrily: "You don't want to marry me, now I will let you go back, you Go away unhappy, why are you crying here?" She cried so pitifully, as if he had bullied her and beat her up.

Feng Zheng was out of breath from crying, and when he heard the man say "she left happily", Feng Zheng's misery suddenly turned into anger, he raised his head suddenly, his hair was disheveled and his eyes stared at him and asked: "The lord doesn't like the hardships of strong people, why did you want me to be your princess in last year's draft? Now that I've already entered the door, the lord actually wants me to go, and those who don't know think I'm going to be driven out by you. You are trying to force me to death. !"

Her voice was louder than the last, her hair was messy, and her eyes were scary.

What the King of Chu liked was her hotness. Feng Zheng got angry at him, but he was not angry all of a sudden. He stepped in front of Feng Zheng in three or two steps, stretched out his arms and hugged the bride who was looking for life and death in his arms, coaxing incoherently. Said: "It's too late for me to love you, why would you want to die? Okay, don't go anywhere, just stay here and be a princess for a lifetime!"

"I don't care!" Feng Zheng struggled hard, crying as he struggled: "Who cares for you to be a princess? I just want to marry someone who is devoted to me, and you insisted on choosing me to come in and trap me in the palace. I can't even go, I see you pampering your bunch of concubines!"

"When did I have a concubine?" The King of Chu was wronged and hugged the humane who wanted to run.

Feng Zheng snorted and stared at him with tears in his eyes and said, "There will be in the future if you don't have it now. You are so lustful, who knows if you will grab other beauties in the future?"

The King of Chu was so wronged that he was almost speechless. After a long while, he said, "Why am I so horny? A while ago, I felt bad that there was no one around my third brother, so I bought him two Yangzhou skinny... girl, if the third brother doesn't want it, I'll just do it. After sending those two girls, if I am lecherous, why don't I take it for myself?"

Feng Zheng didn't believe it and continued to struggle.

She was hugged by him, and twisted and turned to wipe out the fire of King Chu. She liked Feng Zheng's playful manner so much that King Chu directly pressed him into the bed, and gasped while pulling the bride's clothes. : "I'm lecherous, and I'm just like your lechery! If you want to go, you won't go, there's no way if you want to go now!"

Saying that, he threw himself down, blocking Feng Zheng's mouth that was still about to scold, and kissed him fiercely.

For a time, the sound of fighting, yelling, and the sound of the bed tent shaking, rang out at the same time, and floated out of the window, amusing the maidservants in the courtyard.