"Of course my concubine is willing."
Those who know current affairs are heroes, and Dongfang Jing has no choice but to respond.
"Okay! Okay!" A hearty voice came, and Concubine Xian helped Emperor Ning out of the side hall, "Since Lang has a lover and concubine, it is natural to pay homage on the spot. At first, I was worried that I would be mistaken and mess up. From the perspective of mandarin ducks, from now on, Prince Gong and Miss Wanyun are really a perfect match, a match made in heaven!"
"Yes." Concubine Xian echoed, "These two juniors should thank His Majesty."
Things got to this point, Dongfang Jing had no way out, she tried to work harder, but was held back by Murong Qianjue, who quietly clenched her hand, with an air of affection.
Before she could recover, Murong Qianjue had already pulled her, bowed to Emperor Ning, then pulled her to kneel down, took the tea from the handmaid beside her, and passed it to her...
Dongfang Jing stumbled, a little at a loss, her hand holding the water glass froze in mid-air.
"Huh?" Murong Qianjue gave her a look, motioning for her to offer tea to Emperor Ning.
Dongfang Jing was unmoved, so Murong Qianjue bent over and pushed her carefully.
Emperor Ning had already made the posture to receive the tea, so he took it, took a sip, then looked at Eunuch Li beside him with a smile, and said, "Reward!"
Eunuch Li immediately presented the prepared gift.
Murong Qianjue took the pair of crystal jade bracelets from the tray, put them on for Dongfang Jing in front of Emperor Ning, then pulled Dongfang Jing together, shouted long live three times, and kowtowed for the emperor's kindness.
Xi Niang squeezed her throat, and the crisp voice pierced through the entire palace.
"Licheng! Send it to the bridal chamber—"
In this way, Dongfang Jing was shoved and shoved into the new house in the side hall, while Murong Qianjue gave her one last malicious look, and then joined the others to drink at the table.
After entering the new house, Dongfang Jing's head has been covered with a red hijab by Xi Niang.
"Miss, stay here and wait for His Highness Prince Gong to drink enough, and he will come back to accompany you soon." Xi Niang reminded a few more times, and then left the room.
Dongfang Jing flipped down her hijab impatiently.
At this moment, Zi Yan stepped forward and forced her to fasten it, and said in a cold voice, "Princess, this hijab will be taken off by the prince, it's unlucky for you to take it off yourself!"
Dongfang Jing could clearly hear the strong sense of hostility in these words, she bit her lips, and said with a smile, "Then please go out first, Miss Ziyan."
"Why?" Zi Yan frowned and asked angrily.
Dongfang Jing explained indifferently, "This new house is my new house and the prince's. I'm afraid it's unlucky for you to stay here?!"
"You!" Zi Yan panicked.
Dongfang Jing laughed again, "What? Do you want to stay here and watch us all night? When the time comes, the prince and I will be tossing each other on this new bed. You may see it, and I'm afraid it will be even more uncomfortable!"
"Farewell!" Zi Yan blushed, flicked her sleeves angrily, and pushed the door out.
Dongfang Jing stood up straight, walked to the table, drank a cup of good Longjing, then glanced at the door, "Come in, I know you've been waiting for a long time."
Hearing the sound, the third lady walked in slowly, and then closed the door.
"Wan Yun, how did you know I would come?" Her voice was extremely cold.
Dongfang Jing twitched the corners of her mouth, handed her a cup of tea, looked up at her and said, "Mother, today is the day of my daughter's wedding, and my daughter should toast a cup of tea. For the rest, you drink this cup of tea, Let's count slowly..."
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