Lan Yi stood before the door, a frown creasing his brow as he spoke, "Your Highness, the palace midwives have arrived to prepare the bridal chamber. Should you..."
"Go and see..."
Though he knew you were displeased with this marriage, it was an imperial decree, and Heaven's will is hard to defy.
Alas!
Poor prince, constantly forced to play the pig to eat the tiger, and now he has to marry a woman he dislikes.
Lan Yi silently sympathized with his prince in his heart.
With a creak, the door opened. Ming Li spoke to Lan Yi, who stood at the doorway with a troubled expression, "No need to bother, let them do as they please."
Upon hearing this, Lan Yi glanced at Ming Li, whose face held little emotion, and cautiously said, "Then... Your Highness, the palace also sent the wedding attire..."
Ming Li nodded, "Understood. Go and do something for me, but make sure no one else finds out."
Hearing this, Lan Yi looked around vigilantly and leaned in close to Ming Li.
Ming Li's face darkened. This fellow seemed a bit off in the head...
Finally, Ming Li told Lan Yi what needed to be done.
After hearing it, Lan Yi instantly looked at Ming Li with a strange gaze.
The system, eavesdropping quietly: ...Holy crap! Host, do you have to be so insane?!
...
Soon, it was the next day.
Early in the morning.
Yu Wang Fu was filled with joy and bustling with activity.
Gongs and drums blared outside, while inside the room.
Ming Li, with a numb expression, was pulled from the soft bed by the treasonous Lan Yi, who then began to wash and dress her.
As Lan Yi tidied the collar of the elaborately embroidered robe on Ming Li, he chattered on, trying to comfort her, "Your Highness! Though I know you dislike the lady from the Prime Minister's residence, she is, after all, the most beautiful woman in the capital..."
Lan Er, standing by with a blank expression: ...If he keeps talking like this, will this fellow really not be kicked out by the prince with one kick?
Ming Li: ...Damn it, so foolish! I really want to find something to stuff that mouth with.
After Ming Li put on the wedding attire and tied her hair, Lan Yi produced a garish large red flower from somewhere.
Ming Li: ...A bad feeling is coming...
Lan Yi, holding the large red flower, was about to place it on Ming Li, "Your Highness, with this on, you can go to welcome the bride."
Ming Li: ...Damn it! What the hell!
Ming Li was completely resistant. In the end, she simply acupunctured Lan Yi, who was holding the red flower and walking towards her, and strode out the door.
"This room is quite cool. You stay here for now. I'll go pick up your Princess Consort."
Lan Yi, acupunctured and standing rooted to the spot like a wooden stake, unable to move: ...Why do this to me?! What did I do wrong?!
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After Ming Li's figure completely disappeared around the corner, Lan Yi quickly said to Lan Er, who hadn't left yet, "Lan Er, hurry and unblock me! The prince forgot to wear his celebratory flower!"
Lan Er looked back and said with a blank expression, "The Prince acupunctured you. Moreover, the Prince doesn't seem to want to wear this large red flower."
Lan Yi wanted to cry but had no tears. In the end, he could only watch as Lan Er's figure also disappeared around the corner.
When Ming Li arrived at the Prime Minister's residence.
The Prime Minister's residence was also filled with festivity, with guests coming and going.
After all, this was a marriage bestowed by the Emperor, and the court officials had to show face. Besides, everyone usually had a good relationship with Prime Minister Shangguan.
Now that his daughter was getting married, they had to come and drink a wedding toast.
ps: Thank you to my little darlings for the gifts!
ヾ(●acute;nabla;｀●)ﾉWow~