At this moment, the onlookers heard that the woman in the palanquin was indeed Miss Gu Qianying of the Gu family, and they all exploded as if they had encountered a bomb.
"What? That person is actually Miss Gu Qianying of the Gu family? Ah, no way, wasn't it said that she had been missing for many days? How did she appear here? And she even claimed that the Ninth Prince married her? Heh! Who does she think she is, to be so shameless!"
"Exactly, exactly. With her grandfather and elder brother imprisoned, and her mother dead, and such a major event happening in the family, she still has the mood to come here and pester? Heh, I really suspect if her heart is made of stone."
"Hmph, such an unfilial and heartless person should go to hell!"
"Yes, to hell!"
The crowd chattered, and curses spread through the throng.
Meanwhile, Gu Qianying, hearing the insults from the surrounding commoners, sat steadily in the palanquin, her eyes as cold as autumn ice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
She wasn't deaf to the voices outside, but she disdained to explain.
At that time, when she attended the triennial disciple recruitment ceremony of the Poisonous Doctor's Sacred Hall, she never expected those people to attack her at that moment, nor did she expect Hu Biao to betray her!
How shallow could a life-saving grace be! --
After her rebirth, the only good deed she did ended up like this.
It seemed that after her rebirth, she could not have the slightest trace of compassion!
Lost in thought.
She extended her palm, and the faintly visible red mark on her palm deepened the cold glint in her eyes.
Indeed, there was no free lunch in this world. For anything that was promised to her, there would inevitably be a corresponding transaction.
And this equal transaction in her hand was beneficial and harmless to her at the moment.
The wind was a bit strong, and the hem of her veil was lifted again by the wind.
She looked up through the gap towards the Ninth Prince's mansion, outside the main gate.
Her lips curved coldly.
In her previous life,
When her master returned from his travels, he was summoned by the current Ninth Prince, Nangong Mo.
However, due to the long-standing rules of the Poisonous Doctor's Sacred Hall, her master could not appear in person, so he only sent a disciple to the Ninth Prince's mansion to treat the illness of the paralyzed wet nurse. Although it was an incurable disease, her fellow disciple brother was confident that he could prolong the woman's life for a few more years.
From her fellow disciple brother's narration upon his return, she had a general understanding of the woman's illness. Possessing her master's medical skills, she was naturally confident in curing the woman.
Now, with her grandfather and elder brother in trouble, and the Gu mansion having no place to stand,
She wanted to turn the tables, and using the identity of the Ninth Princess Consort was an excellent opportunity.
Nangong Mo, the Ninth Prince, was not a pushover. He would never marry someone who was worthless and useless.
And her current "value" to Nangong Mo needed to be created by herself.
Bai Qi was injured, and Nangong Li sent people to take Bai Qi in.
As for delivering the message, it naturally fell to other guards.
At this moment, Nangong Li and Du Chun were so shocked by the current situation that they were momentarily unable to accept it. Furthermore, they, along with Bai Qi, had actually clashed with the people brought by Gu Qianying. If Nangong Mo found out about this, they would not escape a scolding.
Therefore, at this moment, Nangong Li hooked Du Chun's neck, and after discussing, they ran away under the excuse of "drinking outside all night and not returning yet."
However, on the road, the two were caught and brought back by their own secret guards.
In the palanquin, Gu Qianying withdrew her gaze after the guard delivering the message went in.
She gently opened a wooden box at her feet, and suddenly, a silver snake emerged from it.
The corners of her lips curved, and she extended her hand.
The silver snake crawled obediently into her palm, twisting its small body. It rubbed against her hand as if seeking praise.
From somewhere, a silver snake hid in a corner of the pharmacy. When she passed by, it sought her out.
Originally, she thought someone wanted to poison her, and this little creature, full of poison and also a potent antidote, was meant to bite her.
But this thing only wriggled at her feet and had no intention of attacking her.
She bent down and reached out to it. It obediently crawled onto her arm and coiled around it, remaining still.
So, she tried to feed it with her own blood from her palm. After drinking it, this little fellow actually formed a contract with her.
However, for some reason, after drinking her blood, this little fellow shrank, its size becoming similar to a caterpillar.
Meanwhile.
At some point, outside the palanquin, Nangong Mo, dressed in a grand red wedding robe, sat in a wheelchair, having waited for many days.
"A beautiful lady has waited for a night, my heart's tender feelings pity you, our marriage is gathered here today, may I only guard this life for you."
Nangong Mo's voice sounded outside the palanquin.
Gu Qianying was slightly stunned, and she raised her arm slightly.
The silver snake re-entered the wooden box.
Lifting her veil,
Gu Qianying looked at him, their eyes meeting.
All things around seemed to freeze at this moment.
Seeing that Nangong Mo had put on a groom's attire, Gu Qianying was somewhat surprised.
Did this person already know that she would be coming in a bright red wedding dress today?
However, she soon felt relieved.
Given Nangong Mo's methods, he would have inquired about something on her way here. Moreover, there were embroiderers in the Ninth Prince's mansion, and it was feasible to rush out a groom's outfit within a few hours.
However, Nangong Mo, dressed so formally, was he deliberately showing off to outsiders, or was he simply cooperating with her?
As Gu Qianying thought of this, she quickly understood.
From her understanding of Nangong Mo in her previous life, the wet nurse in the mansion was very important to him.
It was not impossible for him to marry her for the sake of the wet nurse.
"When did the Ninth Prince learn to recite love poems?"
In her eyes, there was no joy that should have been there when she saw him; she simply spoke playfully.
A flicker of disappointment flashed in Nangong Mo's eyes.
"When did Miss Gu learn to force herself upon others?"
Nangong Mo sat in his wheelchair, imitating her tone, and retorted.
Gu Qianying remained silent and asked again, "Is there a woman in your mansion who has a terminal illness?"
Gu Qianying sat in the palanquin, showing no intention of getting down.
His hands, resting on the armrests of the wheelchair, suddenly clenched.
She was making a deal with him!
The image of "If love lasts forever, love each other for a lifetime" in his mind gradually disappeared.
The scene he had hoped for, and had thought of countless times, was ultimately a bubble.
The disappointment in his heart gradually deepened.
"Yes."
His hands slowly loosened.
He looked at her, and the tenderness unique to her reignited in his eyes.
Never mind, no matter what, at this moment, her willingness to marry him was the best thing.
So be it. Whatever she wanted to do, he would fulfill it.
"I can cure her."
"Mm, so, this is your bargaining chip?"
He followed her words, speaking according to her rhythm.
"Yes."
Gu Qianying was frank and had already admitted that she had ulterior motives.
"Good, this Prince agrees."
Gu Qianying's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Does the Ninth Prince not suspect the truth of my words?"
Nangong Mo did not suspect her, which was something she had never expected.
She had prepared a whole speech to make him believe her.
But all these words seemed unnecessary now.
"Miss Gu, making such a grand display today, if you cannot cure her, wouldn't that be slapping yourself in the face?"
He looked at her, the tenderness in his eyes never changing.
Gu Qianying smiled.
"Indeed. Then please, Ninth Prince, oh no, husband, welcome this wife into your home."
"Alright."
He, who had never shown his emotions on his face, now smiled along with her.
At this moment.
Seeing that smile that Gu Qianying revealed to him, Nangong Mo suddenly felt that even if he knew she didn't sincerely want to marry him, he was still willing to marry her sincerely. What if he was being used? He was willing to be used by her.
As he alighted from the palanquin, Nangong Mo thoughtfully sent someone to find a matchmaker.
The sound of gongs and drums rang out again, and the matchmaker spoke auspicious words.
Gu Qianying's head was covered with a red veil.
Du Chun pushed Nangong Mo, and they walked together.
The two held the ends of the celebratory silk simultaneously, walked through the front courtyard, and entered the main hall.
The room was filled with romantic red. The large red "囍" character became even more festive and passionate under the candlelight. The candle flames leaped as if dancing. A pair of newlyweds stood in the center of the hall.
There were no guests at the wedding banquet. This was because today was too rushed, and no one had been notified of today's events. However, Nangong Li had arranged for some servants to be present as escorts.
Nangong Li stood to the side with a smile, feeling extremely happy.
His Ninth Imperial Uncle had finally gotten his wish, hahaha...
"The bride and groom enter the hall, first bow to heaven and earth, second bow to the elders..."
"Wait!"
A woman dressed in plain clothes, accompanied by her personal maid, hurried in.
"Your Highness, no, absolutely not! You cannot marry her, she is not a virgin!"
The resonant voice "exploded" among the crowd.
Everyone held their breath and looked uniformly at the woman walking from the crowd.