Chapter 497 The Female Supporting Character Who Was Reborn as a Female Cannon Fodder 42
June.
A big event happened in the Anguo Mansion. It was revealed that the eldest son of the mansion, Wang Yeling, was not his biological son! The biological son of the Anguo Duke was actually Pei Jin, the eldest son of the ninth-rank official Pei Zhongcheng. The two children were taken away by mistake! After the Anguo Duke knew that Pei Jin had not lived well in the Pei Mansion over the years, he was furious and drove Wang Yeling out of the mansion.
Including Wang Yeling’s concubine, Aunt Xue.
When Gu Yuexue was kicked out of the mansion, she felt like the sky was falling and she was really finished.
"How could this happen...how could this happen...then what's the point of all the things I've done!" Gu Yuexue collapsed on the ground, muttering to herself.
"I can't be ruined like this, no, I have to go home, go home!"
She stood up and wanted to run, but her scalp suddenly hurt. Behind her, she heard Wang Yeling's strange voice: "Gu Yuexue, you are mine. You tricked me into getting pregnant and kept me here. Now you want to run away? Impossible!"
A few days later, no one knew what had happened, but perhaps it was Pei Jin's extraordinary qualities that the Duke of Anguo asked Li Xin to recognize his son Pei Jin, no, Wang Yejin, as the crown prince.
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In March, everything comes back to life, and in the blink of an eye, it’s the wedding day.
The sound of firecrackers rang out, and big red wedding characters were pasted all over the Shangshu Mansion. Yuhua Garden was decorated in a festive and luxurious way, and there was no room for the dowry.
"Sister, you look so beautiful today!"
Gu Jingheng is seven years old this year, and he doesn't seem to have grown much. He is still a tiny guy. He and his little cousin Shen Zhou surrounded Sheng Huan with exaggerated expressions.
Shen Jia got married last year and now she is dressed like a woman. He also exclaimed: "My cousin is a beauty."
The other relatives in the room also expressed various feelings.
Sheng Huan looked at himself in the bronze mirror and smiled, but the fan in his hand covered the lower half of his face, his eyes and eyebrows were truly beautiful.
"Here they come! The wedding procession is here!"
Outside, there were cheers of joy.
The Gu family's son hurried out.
Outside the Shangshu Mansion, gongs and drums sounded.
On a tall horse at the head of the group, the unruly emperor was wearing a festive golden-threaded wedding robe. Perhaps it was a special day, his usual fierce expression was replaced by a happy one. He was handsome and majestic, dazzling the eyes.
“Your Majesty!”
When Minister Gu heard from his servants that the emperor had come in person, he hurried out to greet him in a panic.
But in his heart, he was not that surprised. After all, their emperor had always been unorthodox, and ordinary rules could not restrain him!
His coming did not surprise many ministers.
In Yuhua Garden.
"Sister, the Emperor, the Emperor is here too!"
The fourth girl, Gu Leyao, who is nine years old this year, ran into the house excitedly.
Upon hearing this, Sheng Huan ignored the shock of the others in the room. She listened attentively to the noise outside the house. Outside the house, it seemed unexpectedly lively. Various poems urging women to get ready were recited one after another as if they were free, and various challenges were recited as if they were playing. It can be said that as an emperor, Di Chengyu had countless top scholars in civil and military affairs around him, and all kinds of poems and challenges were just a piece of cake for him.
The people in the Shangshu Mansion were defeated one after another.
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"The bride has come out!"
With a loud shout, everyone looked towards the door.
The maid bowed and saw a woman in luxurious wedding dress came out. She was wearing a phoenix coronet and a bridal robe. Her every move was as graceful as a painting. The wedding fan in the bride's hand blocked her face, so that no one could see it at all, but her temperament and elegance were still intact.
"Tang'er, I'm here to pick you up."
Di Chengyu came over.
When Sheng Huan heard his voice, she lowered her fan, revealing only a pair of eyes that looked at him with a smile. The woman had delicate eyebrows and the flower ornaments on her forehead sparkled.
Di Chengyu was distracted for a moment, tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to her.
Sheng Huan chuckled, as if light fell into her eyes. The round fan blocked her cheeks and covered her upturned lips, and her voice was delicate.
"I haven't heard Ayu's poem urging you to put on your makeup yet..."
Di Chengyu's narrow eyes were fixed on her. Hearing this, he laughed: "Then listen carefully, Tang'er."
He looked into her eyes and spoke each word, and his cold voice was filled with warmth:
"Hibiscus is the face and jade is spring,"
"Urge the mirror to open its branches."
"Tonight is a good night, and the spring scenery is beautiful,"
"The flying fairy is fortunate to be waiting for the beautiful lady."
"Hmm." She smiled and blinked her eyelashes: "Not bad."
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and placed her tender white fingers in the man's big palm.
Di Chengyu felt like he was holding a soft cloud, and he clenched it instantly.
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The bride got on the bridal sedan, firecrackers blasted, gongs and drums sounded, the atmosphere was filled with joy, and the bridal sedan swayed as it was carried into the palace.
The emperor and empress got married, and the court officials knelt in worship.
After completing each ceremony, Sheng Huan was almost exhausted and finally entered Fengyi Palace.
Not long after she sat on the bed, Di Chengyu also came.
The man stepped forward naturally, and a poem about fanning her made her put down the fan.
"Ayu has great literary talent." She looked at him leisurely, with deep dimples on her face.
Di Chengyu looked at the woman's peach-colored eyes, and his eyes darkened. He squeezed her hand and said, "You must be exhausted."
Sheng Huan nodded, feeling the dangerous aura of the man, and also a kind of inexplicable excitement. She pressed the round fan in her hand against the man's chest: "Tired."
Di Chengyu instead held her wrist and brought her into his arms: "Then take a break and eat something first."
Sheng Huan was hugged by him, and she fell into his arms without any hesitation, saying in a tender voice:
"Aren't you tired, Ayu?"
"Not tired." He lowered his head and pressed down on her, his breath becoming hot: "Very happy."
"I'm happy too." Sheng Huan saw his wolf-like eyes and held his face directly. Then, he couldn't help but admire his beauty. The man's facial features hidden in the candlelight seemed to be wearing a filter, tough and attractive, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, revealing its edge.
"Ayu, you are so beautiful."
"Do you like it?" The man knew that his little lantern liked him, so he showed his charm without any concealment.
"Ayu's fanning poem just now... was beautiful."
She didn't answer, but reached out her hand, then hooked his collar, supported her soft waist on him, and whispered in his ear mischievously, with her hot and fragrant breath filling the air.
The man's voice darkened.
So... later, neither of them got to have dinner.
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The woman's pink fingers touched the tight waist and abdomen. Without the obstruction of clothes, the contours were clear and the lines were obvious.
She was led by the man, moving forward one by one, as if she was dancing.
As someone exerts force, sweat begins to seep out from the mermaid line downwards...hormones explode, extremely sexy.
The man's protruding Adam's apple was pressed down by something, and his voice became hoarse. He grabbed it, and then - inserted his ten fingers tightly into it.
Hard.
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"...Tang'er, I have many more poems here, I will read them to you one by one..."
"Don't... don't read it."
Her voice rose and fell, and finally, for some reason, she suddenly bit the man's shoulder hard.
The man chuckled and kissed the round pink earlobe, reciting love poems in a magnetic and pleasant voice.
The once cold wolf king finally hugged his little lantern - rolling around with passion.
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In the palace, a horse was singing in the stable, accompanied by fireworks. Even though others could not understand what it was saying, it was still enjoying it and looking up excitedly.
I'm afraid only the moon and the wind know how happy it is.
[La la la la, today is a good day...]
[The owner of the spirit weapon got married, la la la...]
[On the wedding night, hehehehehe...]
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ps: My dears, the author, together with our Huanhuan, Ayu, Qiling and 458, would like to wish you all a happy New Year. Happy New Year everyone!