Mei Haoxuan took a deep look at Mei Qingxue, whose eyes were a bit swollen and red, then squatted down in front of her. "Come on, Xue'er. Let brother carry you on this stretch of the road."
"Okay, thank you, brother." Mei Qingxue obediently climbed onto Mei Haoxuan's back.
"Xue'er is an adult now and will be the mistress of the Sixth Prince's Mansion. From now on, help the Sixth Prince share the affairs of the mansion. The Sixth Prince is gentle-tempered and will surely not do anything to hurt you. But if you are really bullied in the Sixth Prince's Mansion, brother will surely stand up for you."
Although she thought that usually it was she who bullied others, her brother's words still made her feel warm inside.
At this time, the wedding procession to fetch the bride outside the Prime Minister's Mansion was slowly approaching. The streets outside the Prime Minister's Mansion were blocked by on - lookers. This wedding of the Sixth Prince seemed much grander than the one two years ago.
"Hey, look! Is that the Sixth Prince sitting on the tall horse? Is it him?" The on - lookers were very curious about who would be fetching the bride this time. Would it be someone sent by the emperor to fetch the bride for the Sixth Prince like two years ago?
Since the incident two years ago, people had never heard any more rumors about the Sixth Prince. They all thought that Du Guqing had been so devastated by that incident that he had become listless and had locked himself in the room all day long, not willing to see anyone.
"I don't know. It seems so. I went to watch the excitement when the Sixth Prince got married last time. He seems to look like this."
"It's the Sixth Prince. There's no mistake. I didn't expect that the Sixth Prince would come to fetch the bride in person this time! Do you think the Sixth Prince has been recuperating in the past two years instead of being like the rumors outside?"
"Hehe, I wonder if she will be sent back to the mansion the next day like last time?"
As the wedding procession got closer, the number of on - lookers increased, and their voices of discussion grew louder. With the mandarin duck veil on her head, Mei Qingxue listened to the discussions of the common people. She thought to herself that if she was really sent back to the mansion the next day, she really wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate at the mansion gate.
However, they said that Du Guqing had come to fetch the bride in person this time? What was going on? Wasn't he supposed to dislike women?
"Let the bride get into the sedan chair." With a loud cry, Mei Qingxue was led by the wedding maid and got into the sedan chair.
Soon the sedan chair was lifted, and the wedding procession slowly left the Prime Minister's Mansion and headed towards the Sixth Prince's Mansion.
Sitting in the sedan chair, Mei Qingxue only felt it bumping up and down, which made her very dizzy. Fortunately, she hadn't had time to eat anything in the morning, or she would have surely vomited.
"The groom kicks the sedan - chair door. The bride gets out of the sedan chair..."
Finally, the bumpy journey ended with a loud cry. Mei Qingxue, who was already a bit disoriented, felt the sedan chair vibrate slightly. Then someone lifted the curtain. Through the red veil, Mei Qingxue could clearly see a slender hand reaching out to her. Mei Qingxue secretly raised her eyebrows. This hand looked quite nice.
She stretched out her fair and delicate little hand and gently placed it on that slender big hand. The slightly warm heat slowly spread through her fingers to her whole body. Her body trembled slightly. For some inexplicable reason, a familiar feeling welled up in her heart, but the strange smell woke her up.
The face flashed through her mind quickly, but she shook her head in her heart. He should be doing the same thing as her somewhere in the Feng Country now, just with their roles reversed.
The Sixth Prince's Mansion should be very big. She felt that she had walked a long way before reaching the place for the wedding ceremony.
To her surprise, Concubine Qin, the Sixth Prince's mother, had actually come in person to attend their wedding. If Du Guqing was still a prince, Mei Qingxue would indeed have to kowtow to the emperor and Concubine Qin. But now that Du Guqing had been made a prince, according to the rules, Concubine Qin didn't need to come. But she had come today, which proved that Du Guqing was extremely important to her and that she attached great importance to this wedding.
"The ceremony is over. Take them to the bridal chamber."
All the way, the hand that was holding hers didn't let go. Her hand, which had been a bit cold at first, was now warmed by that big hand. After being taken to the bridal chamber, the groom still had to go out to entertain the guests. She could make a lot of preparations during this time!
Humph, wasn't it rumored before that the Sixth Prince didn't like women and wanted to kill them when he saw them? Then why did he come to fetch her in person today? There were so many women in the hall just now! Why didn't he go crazy?
It seemed that the rumors were really not very reliable. To ensure her safety tonight, she had to make full preparations!
After Du Guqing sent Mei Qingxue to the bridal chamber, he was supported and left. There were originally wedding maids and such in the room, but Mei Qingxue drove them all out. It was not until there was no one else in the room that Mei Qingxue lifted the veil on her head. Actually, what she wanted most was to take off the clothes on her body and the strange headdress on her head, but thinking that she still had to put on a show, she gave up the idea.
She felt the dagger stuck in her foot. When she confirmed that the dagger was still there obediently, she let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it hadn't fallen out during the wedding ceremony, or it would have been really embarrassing. After confirming the dagger, she reached into her sleeve and felt around. When she confirmed that the sleeping pills she had secretly put in there in the morning were still there, her nervous heart calmed down a little. Finally, she touched the hairband and the hairpin that were smeared with the special poison from her "Azure Sea Pavilion". After confirming that they were still on her head, her heart finally fell back into her stomach.
She had made up her mind that if that "ghost prince", as the legend said, really couldn't stand the sight of women and wanted her life, she would fight to the death! Anyway, it would just be a fight to the bitter end. She had lived so many lives. Was she still afraid of dying one more time?
"Support the prince carefully. The prince has been busy all day. If anything goes wrong, you will be held accountable." Noisy voices gradually came from outside the door. She had heard that there were no maids in the Sixth Prince's Mansion. She wondered who usually served Du Guqing.
Mei Qingxue put down the pastry in her hand and quickly ran back to the wedding bed and covered the veil on her head again. Her hands subconsciously folded together.
Soon the door was opened, and there was a messy sound of footsteps at the door. Mei Qingxue's heart began to beat faster involuntarily. Although she had made a lot of preparations, she was still a bit afraid of the unknown.
The closer the footsteps of the person came, the tighter she clasped her folded hands. Her palms were sweating a lot.
"Please, Your Highness, lift the red veil for the princess." The room soon became noisy. A happy voice first broke the silence.
There was a faint smile on Du Guqing's pale face, but he didn't show it in front of others. Instead, he frowned slightly, as if hesitating. He took the jade ruyi from the wedding maid and walked towards the bed where Mei Qingxue was, with unsteady steps and seemingly reluctant.
"This jade ruyi is too heavy. Let this subordinate do it for Your Highness." Han Zhao remembered that it was he who had lifted the bride's veil for the Sixth Prince two years ago, so he stepped forward consciously and said.
Hearing this, Mei Qingxue, who had been sitting on the bed, rolled her eyes. She thought that this Sixth Prince was really weak. He couldn't even pick up a jade ruyi, and he had to let his subordinate lift the red veil of his own wife. Alas, what hope could a person like him have in life?
Du Guqing, looking weak, slightly shifted his body to avoid Han Zhao's hand when he was about to touch the jade ruyi. Then he gently shook his head, indicating that he could do it himself. How could someone else lift the red veil on the wedding night of the woman he had always wanted to marry?
Du Guqing walked forward with some difficulty. Holding the jade ruyi in his right hand, he gently lifted the red veil on Mei Qingxue's head.
Mei Qingxue quickly withdrew the expression of rolling her eyes. Should she act like a shy young girl in this situation when there were so many outsiders present? Otherwise, it would be too abnormal.
When Du Guqing lifted the red veil, he saw Mei Qingxue with her head slightly lowered and a shy smile on her lips. He felt that the scene in front of him was a bit blurred. He had waited for this day for too long. Today, he finally got what he wanted and married her back. He no longer had to wait in the mansion for the day when he could meet her like before.
Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her nose was straight and delicate, her skin was fair and smooth, her lips were like delicate cherries. Her beautiful face and the faint fragrance of orchids were so familiar, yet so strange.
When Mei Qingxue felt that the muscles on her face were about to become stiff because of this fake smile, the wedding maid beside her said loudly again: "Please, Your Highness and the princess, drink the cross - cup wine."
Supported by Han Zhao, Du Guqing returned to the chair in front of the table and sat down. Mei Qingxue was also supported by a maid and sat opposite Du Guqing. It was the first time they had a close - range contact without disguises. It was also at this time that Mei Qingxue finally saw what her husband looked like!
Du Guqing's hair was very black. It didn't look like the hair of a person who had been ill for a long time at all. In her memory, the hair of a person who had been ill for a long time should be yellow and dry. Alas, the sick people in the royal family were really different from the sickly people in ordinary families.
Du Guqing's face was very pale, the kind of pale without any color that came from being out of the sun for a long time. It was obvious that he was not healthy, but he was extremely handsome. His smooth and full forehead bone protruded slightly, making his slightly bruised eyes look even deeper. His nose was very straight and well - shaped. What was most remarkable was that his facial contour was perfect, as if carved by a ghostly hand, without any flaws. But his lips were very pale, making him look less lively.