Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Oh, that's fine." Seeing that the young master was unwilling to say anything, Mengzheng could only pat his head in embarrassment.

He still doesn't know the son's real name, he only knows that he is in business.

Chu Xuanchen didn't want to tell Meng Zheng his identity for the time being, because he was traveling in a micro-clothes and it was not appropriate to reveal his identity.

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Zhao Wangfu.

Today is the day when King Zhao married Su Changxiao into the mansion.

The entire Prince Zhao's Mansion was decorated beamingly with lights and festoons.

Outside the sky was full of gongs and drums, firecrackers blared, guests gathered, and people came and went.

Concubine Zhao's Liuxiangyuan is deserted and desolate.

"Princess, you haven't eaten for two days. For the sake of the baby in your stomach, why don't you eat some?" Nan Xing held a bowl of millet porridge and looked at Princess Zhao who was sitting in the yard with distress.

Concubine Zhao glanced at her dully, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to eat, I can't eat at all."

"But you are pregnant. If you don't eat, the child will have to take supplements. If this goes on, the servant may starve your body, which will affect the health of the little prince." Nan Xing said distressedly.

Concubine Zhao rubbed her abdomen in pain, "But I really can't eat, even his father doesn't care about him, so what's the use of my caring?"

"Wangfei, didn't you listen to Princess Li to be strong? Didn't you say that even if the prince doesn't care about you, you will take good care of yourself." Nan Xing said with tears in his eyes.

She didn't expect that the princess, who has always loved food the most, could no longer eat anything.

The current princess is so thin, she looks as if she will fall down when the wind blows.

The once bright-eyed, delicate and lovely little princess.

Has become sluggish, lifeless, like a different person.

Princess Zhao said: "I also want to take care of myself, but I don't have the strength or the mood. Nan Xing, listen, the next door is so lively. They are laughing and chatting, lively and lively. On such a happy day, I really want to go and see it. "

Nan Xing hurriedly said, "Princess, you better not go. I'm afraid you won't be able to stand seeing the prince and concubine later."

"What? He has already paid homage to me. Will he still pay homage to marry the side concubine?" Princess Zhao asked sarcastically.

Nan Xing nodded, "Yes. Because Su Changxiao's father is Su Ming, her natal family has a big background, and this marriage is approved by the emperor, so the prince will pay homage to her. Not only that, some people should marry side concubines There are rules, such as three mediums, six hires, and eight sedan chairs, which are quite a lot."

"That's almost the same as when you married me." Princess Zhao said lightly.

After finishing speaking, she suddenly got up and smiled faintly, "Nan Xing, I want to dress up and go to the front hall to bless them."

Said, without waiting for Nan Xing to stop her, she went straight into the wing room.

She was going to change into a festive robe and some generous jewelry, so as not to humiliate King Zhao's wedding.

Nan Xing knew that Wangfei couldn't be stopped, so she had to let her go.

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In the front hall of King Zhao's Mansion, red silk was hung everywhere at this time.

Red lanterns hang high on the eaves, and candles are brightly lit; the wedding hall is also hung with lanterns and colorful decorations, making it a joyous occasion.

At this time, there was music playing, and the guests who were dressed in a grand manner were smiling at the newlyweds standing in the center of the wedding hall.

King Zhao and Su Changxiao were both wearing red wedding dresses, and they were holding a piece of red silk tied with big red flowers, waiting to pay their respects.

At this time, the ceremony officer sang loudly: "The bride and groom are ready, start worshiping the hall, worshiping the heaven and the earth."