flstandardbreds Chapter 139 Waiting for the Husband to Return
Chapter 139 Waiting for the Husband to Return
What she was referring to was, of course, the secluded pond with clear water.
Thinking of the Queen Mother's attitude towards Lu Mingqin, Lu Mingyang was really afraid that if the two continued to quarrel, the Queen Mother would ask him to commit suicide to prove his innocence. He hurriedly poured a cup of tea, walked over to the Queen Mother and knelt down.
"Grandmother, please have some tea!" She changed her address.
The Queen Mother took the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Good boy, get up!"
Lu Mingyang stood up and continued, "I understand your father's good intentions. I would like to ask your grandmother to express my gratitude to your father on your behalf."
"What are you doing?" Chu Mingzheng said coldly.
Lu Mingyang hurriedly sat back down beside Chu Mingzheng, serving him food like a lackey. The more he served, the more heartbroken he felt. Shouldn't he be the one who suffered the most in this situation?
The princess who did not have a grand wedding was the first of her kind since the founding of the Great Sheng Kingdom. From then on, she would be treated as inferior to others when attending banquets, and would be brought up from time to time and made fun of.
Not only do you not comfort yourself, you also have to comfort him.
The meal was tasteless. Seeing that Chu Mingzheng had finally calmed down, the Queen Mother let the two of them leave.
On the palace road, Chu Mingzheng found an excuse to ask Lu Mingyang to wait for him in the carriage. Lu Mingyang nodded confusedly, but after taking a few steps, he felt something was wrong and turned to look at Chu Mingzheng.
It seems that he was heading towards the previous dynasty.
"Your Highness!"
Lu Mingyang hurriedly chased after him, grabbed Chu Mingzheng tightly, and said anxiously, "What's the point of you going to His Majesty? You're the one who's going to be in trouble!"
"Don't worry about it!"
Chu Mingzheng didn't stop and casually shook off the woman who was pulling him.
Lu Mingyang staggered to a stop and whispered, "If you're unlucky, I don't care, but what if I'm the one who's unlucky?"
Chu Mingzheng turned around and saw himself clearly in the woman's eyes. He said self-deprecatingly, "If someone doesn't care, then naturally they don't care."
what do you mean?
Sometimes he is as violent as a tiger, and sometimes he is as quiet as a goose.
Lu Mingyang was really confused by him, but luckily he had changed direction. She held up her skirt and chased after him, asking, "Your Highness, when will you pick me up?"
"You can do it yourself!"
"Did he really say that?"
On the bed, Yang Nian'er listened to her second sister's description and was furious. "Then let's not go. Who cares?"
"No!" Lu Mingyang shook his head: "When I came back today, the Queen Mother hinted to me. If I don't stay at the Prince's Palace, the Emperor will definitely think that Your Highness is disobedient."
She didn't want him to be punished.
But for three days in a row, she didn't receive any news from him, as if he had forgotten her and that there was someone waiting for him to pick her up.
Forget it. If he doesn't want to admit defeat to the emperor, then he can admit it himself. It's his own fault for being so spineless.
That night, Lu Mingyang asked Nian'er to call Lu Mingyuan over. The faint fragrance of orchids reassured Lu Mingyang. She leaned into her arms and said, "Eldest sister, please braid my hair tomorrow!"
The last time, it was my eldest sister who dressed me up.
Lu Mingyuan stroked his sister's hair, feeling a little distressed: "I'll go find him tomorrow!"
"Forget it!" Lu Mingyang shook his head. "Since the Emperor has declared the marriage a success, we can't welcome him. He'll have to come secretly, and even the carriage can't be decorated. What difference does it make whether he comes or not?"
"But this is too unfair to you!"
Even when ordinary families took in concubines, the man would go to the house to pick her up. But her sister, despite being a princess, not only did she not have a wedding or guests, she even had to go to her husband's house herself.
"I don't feel wronged, really." Lu Mingyang smiled.
"Eldest sister, he is really good. Do you remember Shen Yan? When he came to the mansion to deliver evidence, His Highness asked him who deserved the credit and forced him to swear. At that time, I thought His Highness was greedy for credit, but later I realized that he wanted to protect Shen Yan."
"And this time, he was clearly the greatest contributor to the people of Yingchuan, yet he was willing to give away the credit."
"And me, even though he schemed for me to marry him, he never regretted it, nor did he abandon me."
"..."
Lu Mingyuan listened to his sister chattering about Prince Ningyuan's advantages and asked, "Are you in love with him?"
Lu Mingyang was stunned for a moment, then hesitated, "I like him a little, but not that kind of like. I just think he's like a hero from a storybook. I admire him, respect him, and want to save him!"
"Save him?" Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but look sideways.
Lu Mingyang nodded. "I want to try to make him give up the idea of seizing the throne, and then take him away from this troubled place. So, elder sister, don't worry, I won't give him the opportunity to bring trouble to the Chengyang Marquis Mansion."
Lu Mingyuan smiled and said, "Whatever my fourth sister wants to do, she will definitely be able to accomplish it."
Lu Mingyang scratched his head a little embarrassed by his elder sister's praise and quickly changed the subject: "Eldest sister, has the date for the succession been set?"
Lu Mingyuan shook his head: "After all, this is the first time. I'm sure the clan office will have to consider it."
"Then when the time comes, I will help my elder sister prepare the celebration banquet?"
"it is good!"
The next morning, Lu Mingyang sat in front of the bronze mirror and let his elder sister do a beautiful bun on his hair.
Yang Nian'er watched from the side, worried about her second sister's idea: "Tell me, with Prince Ningyuan's temper, will you be kicked out?"
"No!" Lu Mingyang had expected it. "I asked my cousin and Pei Mian to take him hunting. He won't be back until the city gates are closed. If that doesn't work out, I'll have my cousin get him some wine."
Yang Nian'er asked, "Should we give him some more of that medicine?"
As Lu Mingyuan listened to what the two of them said, her hands, which were tying her hair into a bun, began to tremble.
As the scorching sun gradually became mild, the carriage of Chengyang Marquis's Mansion slowly set off. In order not to attract attention, she only brought some dowry for daily use.
Although outsiders couldn't know about it, the main courtyard of the wedding chamber still had to be festive. Qin Xin and Zhu Xin arrived at the Ningyuan Palace early and dressed up.
The red silk and red candles also look very special.
Before the sun set, Lu Mingyuan and Yang Nian'er left reluctantly.
The new house suddenly became quiet, and the flames of the red candles crackled like firecrackers.
Lu Mingyang never thought that one day she would get married in this way, sitting on the bed, rubbing the round fan nervously.
"Your Highness, please go in quickly. The princess is waiting for you!"
The voice of the young eunuch Zheng Hao came in, and Lu Mingyang hurriedly covered her face with her round fan. The door slowly opened, and through the fan, she saw the hazy figure of the man.
But that figure didn't come over for a long time.
"Your Highness!" she couldn't help but call out.
Chu Mingzheng's body swayed noticeably, and he slowly walked towards the woman on the bed.
She wore not the palace-standard wedding attire for a princess, but a red silk gown embroidered with gold thread, layered and folded, like a vast expanse of crimson clouds. Her hair was also in the double-ringed, Wangxian bun common among Dasheng women when they got married. Pearls and jade on the bun shone like stars, swaying and shining.
She dressed up so carefully just to marry him, Chu Mingzheng.