Bixin didn't know that Mu Changan was leaving tonight, she stood behind Mu Changan and kept smiling from ear to ear, she was really happy for Mu Changan, and she had completely accepted this master, Yuzhi knew all the reasons, The mood is also heavy, standing behind Mu Changan has not said a word.
Jiang Li and Jiang Shaoling couldn't catch up, so they just sent a letter.
The wedding ceremony was cumbersome. Mu Changan was covered with a red hijab, and was supported by the nanny to carry out various ceremonies. There was a pair of generous and warm hands holding her all the time. She couldn't see Ye Jingrong's face, but in her heart It was warm, no matter what, she still married Ye Jingrong, and officially became husband and wife with him.
Ye Jingrong was in a very good mood, and the corners of his mouth kept rising slightly. He had been married four times before, but this was the first time he showed such a joyful expression. It was obvious at a glance how much he liked the fifth princess.
After dark, Mu Changan completed all the wedding ceremonies and was sent to the new house. The inside of the new house was filled with red, red gauze curtains, red brocade quilts, red candles, and several plates of red dates on the table. There are several big red happy characters posted on the wall, and the interior of the new house is very festively decorated.
Mu Chang'an was sitting on the bed, and there were two rows of maidservants and nuns standing beside him. Everyone had smiles on their faces. They were no strangers to this new princess, and Mu Chang'an was also a regular visitor to Prince Rui's residence.
Mu Chang'an dismissed all the people and sent Bi Xin to the kitchen to get food for himself. Originally, the servants of the palace could do these things. Although Bi Xin was a little strange, she didn't ask any more questions, and soon followed her advice. Withdrew.
Yuzhi stood beside Mu Changan, she took off the red hijab on her head, and soon Manyue appeared in front of them.
"Leave the rest to me, Miss, you can go."
Mu Chang'an clenched his fists, walked up to Manyue, and said with a smirk, "It's not so easy to fall asleep, you can take it easy and remember the two-month agreement. If you don't keep the promise , I will fight to the death with you, anyway, I will not die, and I have more time to entangle with you."
Manyue was in a good mood, "I just want to get the lord, how can I kill him unless it is absolutely necessary, don't worry, I will do what I say, two months will be two months, you will lose this time."
Mu Changan didn't bother to talk to Manyue anymore, she didn't understand Ye Jingrong at all, there was no way to win or lose in this kind of thing, and it wasn't a battlefield.
"Yuzhi, let's go."
"Miss, we really left like this."
"If you don't leave, don't you still stay onlookers, let's go!"
She didn't want to see Manyue for one more minute, Yu Zhi didn't say anything, she gave Mu Chang'an a hard look, and took Mu Chang'an out of the new house.
As soon as they left, Manyue turned into Mu Changan's appearance, sitting on the bed in a bright red wedding dress, and covered her head with a red hijab by the way.
After a while, Ye Jingrong came back. He drank a lot of wine and was slightly drunk, but his eyes were very clear, which didn't affect him much.
He was wearing a bright red wedding dress, with a jade crown and hair, and his face was like jade. Although his skin was abnormally white, he was in a good mood today. Compared with usual, his complexion was much better. Noble and elegant, like a nobleman walking out of a painting.
He has been waiting for this day for a long time, and today he finally married her back to the palace. The joy in his heart is indescribable. The smile on his face has never faded away. It is quite different from his usual cold and restrained appearance. There are already many people around him. I haven't seen him smile so happily in years.
He stood in front of Manyue, stared at her blankly, reached out and took off the red hijab on her head, Manyue showed a shy smile, looked up at him, and the love in her eyes was clear.
Touching Manyue's eyes, Ye Jingrong was startled, and then embraced Manyue in his arms, but let go of his hand in an instant, his eyes turned cold in vain, and his tone became sharp, "Who are you?"