Chapter 1

Dongling, Jiangdu.

In the fifth year of xuanzheng, on the seventh day of March, it is appropriate to get married.

There is a sedan chair on the path between the general's residence and the eighth Prince's residence. The originally clean street is full of people to see off their relatives. It looks like a mess.

A man in a wedding dress led his subordinates to rush to the street. When he saw the embarrassed street, he was first surprised, and then yelled at the sedan chair, "Yuetong!"

There was a woman's cry in the sedan chair. It was crisp and beautiful. It was obvious that people could hear what kind of emotion they had just experienced.

The eldest lady of the general's residence, who was supposed to go to the eighth Prince's residence to marry Chu Chengye, is now making such a sound in the sedan chair, which makes the people around talk about it.

"Tut, the eighth Prince is here now. I'm afraid the bride has been picked long ago?"

"Alas! What a pity The eighth Prince of the hall, handsome and graceful, made wedding clothes for others. "

"What a pity! That Miss Su Da is a poor girl. She is also born ugly. She will scare people to death everywhere. I want to say that the eighth Prince has escaped a disaster! "

"Who dares to slander our imperial concubine! I'll never forgive you! "

The man in Royal costume roared, and a sullen look appeared on his white jade like face. The golden thread embroidered dragon pattern boots slowly walked towards the sedan chair, and one foot just stepped on the red belly pocket of Yuanyang embroidered flowers. His eyes staring at the sedan chair were affectionate and affectionate. He said softly to the people in the sedan chair: "Yuetong, it's the late arrival of our hall that makes you so humiliated! But don't worry, our house will not abandon you. You are still the prince and concubine of our house. We will welcome you to our house! "

"Your Highness, princess, she..." Behind Chu Cheng ye, the bodyguards all show a face of embarrassment with the wind. They are still in embarrassment with shame and indignation.

"Shut up! We don't allow anyone to bully my imperial concubine. Even if Yuetong has such a thing, she is still a pure and clean person in our heart. We still want to welcome her to be my imperial concubine. In the future, we will respect her, love her and grow old with her. " Chu Cheng Ye's eyes are red, and his slender hand is slowly placed on the curtain of the sedan chair. He says gently again: "Yuetong, are you ok?"

In response to him, the sedan chair is still the voice of a woman, as if still immersed in the tide of emotion.

After listening to Chu Chengye's words, the onlookers have fried the pot and praised him for his infatuation. He is really a rare good man in the world. However, they despise the people who moan in the sedan chair and despise them.

"Bah! It's pure and clean. It's all rotten goods that people have played with! Look on the ground, the wedding clothes are all torn up and thrown out! "

"Yes! Is the eighth Prince blind! Jiangdu admires him. There are so many famous families and expensive women. Why do you look at such a shabby thing? "

"Be careful what you say! Even if they were sleeping on the day of marriage, they were still the eldest lady of the general's mansion, not to mention the support behind her... "

"That..."

"Damn it, don't mention it! Shut up

For a moment, everyone was silent and focused on the sedan chair, waiting to see a good play. When Chu Chengye heard these comments, he passed a trace of malice in his eyes, pretending to be affectionate. He was about to turn around, but his wrist was held by someone. With a strong force, he dragged him directly into the sedan chair. He just said, "Yuetong, you..."

In front of his eyes, a puff of smoke sprayed on his face, and his mind became dazed.

"Your Highness!" When the wind is stunned, he sees that Chu Cheng Ye has been pulled in. He wants to pull him out, but he doesn't want to get close. Then he hears bursts of noise coming from the sedan chair Ambiguous voice.